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"I can give any answer to any question.." The sear muttered, "What is it you request?"
The blond sprang forward before the older could stop him,
"I want to know what he cares about most!"
"Of whom do you mean?"
"Dream. The leader of the armies who destroyed L'manburg.." The brunette answered for him. The blond's eyes fixated on the sears answer.
The sear simply smiled, placing his hands on the crystal ball, the candles lighting the room went out, a heavy feeling filled the room.
"Awh.. I see." The sear muttered. "I cant envision it properly, it seems proper protection has been taken against any seers or spells that may be cast it's way.."
"Can you get through it-" The younger yelled, a hand clamped over his mouth. "Tommy," The other whispered, "They have to concentrated, sh." The other put a finger to his mouth, before letting the other go.
"I cant.. see what it is.. but I have a name and location.." The candles relit as the seer opened their eyes.
"George."
"George.. it must be a jewel or something, like The Andrews jewel.." Tommy muttered, Wilbur nodded along, "The George.."
"Where is it located?" The sear hummed at the question. "An estate on the country side, looks to be a mansion of sorts.."
"Dream's house in Kinoko Kingdom!" Tommy shouted, Wilbur smiled as the other ran out of the tent. "Thank you, Eret."
He shrugged. "Whatever you need, old friend. I hope you find what your looking for." Wilbur bowed, moving to leave. "Safe travels."
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Wilbur slammed down a map. "We can enter from the woods in the back, and sneak in through an entrance there," His finger trailed down the route.
He looked up, meeting his brothers eyes.
"Are you sure you want to do this, Tommy? Destroy what he loves most?"
The younger looked up at him, a fiery determination brewing in his eyes. "Yes. He took everything from us, now we take something from him," The blonde scoffed, "Besides it's just a Jewel."
The brunette nodded, and the made their way into the estate grounds.
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They crept in from the woods. Tommy stopped letting out a gasp, L'manburg was pretty, but it definitely wasn't this.
It was huge, painted white, looking old and new at the same time. The yard filled to the brim with different kind of flowers and what looked to him like mushrooms.
A stone path led up to the back door. Tommy moved forward before Wilbur, could stop him.
Dream didn't deserve this. It was too pretty from someone as horrid as him to enjoy.
He feet dragging along.
"Excuse me, why are you two hiding there?"
The blond whipped around, the same time his brother did the same, jumping back a little in surprise.
It was a boy, maybe 5"7 or 5"8 definitely shorter then the both of them. His eyes were mismatched, Tommy had heard about the condition, it was called Heterochromia. One of his eyes was a pretty light blue, matching the sweater he was wearing perfectly. The other being a dark brown, complimenting his hair, which seemed to be the same color.
He was holding a basket of flowers. Wilbur stepped forward. The boy honestly blended into the scenery,
"Are you the grounds keeper of this estate?"
The boy hummed, at the question before turning to think to himself. "I guess I am."
His voice, Wilbur noticed, was sweet like honey. He smiled, "Dream is your boss then?" The other let out a laugh.
"Sure." Wilbur furrowed his brow, a weird way to answer a question like that. "Well.. He can't possibly be a good boss.."
The other smiled, "No. He's not."
Wilbur grinned. "Well he destroyed our town.. we are simply looking to get back at him," "How so?" The boy tilted his head.
"Well, we are simply here to destroy the thing he loves most," The boy hummed. "I'm sorry, I'm not quite sure what that would be."
"No worries!" Wilbur assured, "We've already asked a.. friend of mine. It's a jewel we believe."
"Which Jewel? There are quite a few here.." The boy quickly replied. Wilbur's grin grew.
"We were told it's called George, or the George."
The boy let out laughter. "What?" Wilbur's eyebrows furrowed. "It's a Jewel?" "Well we assumed..?"
The boy let out a sigh with a smile, "I don't believe we've been properly introduced."
Tommy grit his teeth, biting his tongue. "I'm Tommy.." He motioned to Wilbur. "This is my brother, Wilbur. Now please can we-"
"Nice to meet you, Wilbur and Tommy," He interrupted, clearly holding in a laugh.
He stuck his hand out, that Wilbur went to shake as the next words the boy said hit his ears.
"I'm George, Dream's fiancé."
Tommy felt his jaw fall.