Hi again :D

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{ Phil POV }

Tommy left early this morning. When I went to wake him up for breakfast, the door was left ajar, and there was a note saying that while he's wished he could've stayed longer, but the memories were too much, and maybe I would like to come visit him L'manburg soon? I sigh in disgust, then crunch my way back through the ankle high snow into the warm and inviting cabin. Shaking my wings out, I wave Tommy's note in the air like a flag.

"Okay you two, who went too hard on him." Dreams head pops out of the doorway to the kitchen, mask coated in a layer of flour.

"Uhh..."

"Might have been both of us Phil, sorry." I jump about a foot at the voice. Glade was directly behind me. 

"What did you two even do?!" I question the heavens. Dream and Glade share a look, before both turn to me with faces that say: Do you really want to know? And since I don't, I just sigh, and make my way into the living room, hard spruce transitioning nicely into a plush carpeting.

"Oh yeah Phil, I'm gonna take a trip to Tommy's place of exile today. It's only a few hundred blocks so I should be back around nightfall." Dream calls from the kitchen, accompanied by the sounds of exertion as he kneads the bread dough. That catches my attention.

"Sorry what?" I ask, frozen in the act of sitting down in my favorite rocking chair.

"I got a lead on some of my stuff. I want it back as quickly as possible."

"Well that's all fine and good, but slow down a moment will you? We can go after lunch." Dream walks into the room as I sit down and leans on the door frame, and for a split second, I could swear that an emotion flitted across Glades face when he saw Dream was wearing his mask. Approval or not though, I have no idea.

"We?" Dream questions, and I shoot him an exasperated look.

"Yeah. My wings could use a stretch, and if it's only a few hundred blocks we can be there and back before nightfall, even if we leave after lunch." I didn't think I had to spell it our for him, but peoples common sense (or lack thereof) can really surprise you.

"Phil, I'm going alone." Dream says it with such finality that I'm stunned for a moment,

"Says who? You aren't back up to full strength yet! Plus you don't have your god armor or any of your weapons! You haven't been able to duel at full strength yet so we don't even know if you can defend yourself. I'm going with you, and that's final!" I'm grasping at straws and I know it, but that doesn't stop my desperate rambling.

"That's why I'm going Phil, Nightmare is waiting for me, and I can't risk Tommy moving it because he had a scary dream. And I do know I'm not quite at 100% yet, but you should know that even the strength I have right know can hold off at least three of those idiots from the other assorted and constantly warring countries." 

"But what if there are more than three? I don't have the aquedate armor to justify a battle of seven!" 

"Then I leave. I'll bring enderpearls and golden apples okay?" I stay silent for a moment, considering his argument. It doesn't have very many holes, and the sight of the strongest player in the SMP, even in inaquedetely enchanted netherite will be enough to send most players Running. Hearing me voice no complaints, Dream sighs and pushes himself off tsheared, "I'm heading out in two hours. If I'm not back by nightfall, I'm not your problem anymore." As he reenters the kitchen, I open my mouth to say something, but nothing comes out.

"Dream." Glade calls, floating after him. 

"Yeah?" Dream replies, A bit too tersly, but I suppose it's the stress.

"You can't say something like that to Phil, he's too emotionally attached to you now. Welcome to the SBI." Glade deadpans, sounding so much like Techno that it brings tears to my eyes.

"What's that?" Dream asks, mood seemingly lighter.

"Sleepy Bois Inc. Techno, Phil, Wilbur, and Tommy are in it, except we're either all estranged, dead, or a source of sadness. Techno is all three, isn't that funny?" Dream chokes out a surprised wheeze, and mutters something in reply, Glade barks out a dry chuckle, then the conversation fades out, leaving the house in a much more comfortable silence than it was in.

{ Ghostbur POV }

I'm dragging Glatt around L'manburg, pointing out all the spots where me and Friend had memorable moments.

"That's where Friend showed me some flowers, that's where I rescued Friend from being sheared," Glatt kept nodding and 'mmhmm'ing, but I got the feeling he wasn't listening. "That's where me and Friend saw Techno not-die, that's Niki, that's where me and Friend overheard Techno cursing himself for messing up anything he got close to..." I turned around in confusion. Glatt had stopped floating forward, he was just staring off into space. "Glatt are you okay?" He nods absentmindedly.

"Yeah.. It's just that, Glade looked so sad. And he knew a whole lot, remembered even more which is really depressing if you think about it..." Ohhhh.

"I know, that's why I don't think about it!" I respond, glad it wasn't anything serious.

"How are you that okay with this Ghostbur? He's your brother." I shake my head, silly Glatt!

"He's not my brother though, he's Glade!" Glatt looks me dead in the eye, face serious, which kind of scares me a little.

"But he practically is your brother. He acts similar, talks similar, and has most of his memories. He's more alike to his alive self than any other ghost I've heard of."

"Yeah but he's still not fully Techno, so he isn't Techno." I respond, getting a little upset. They aren't the same person! "Hi Niki." I add as Glatt raises his hands up in defeat.

"Okay, okay, you win. But it still concerns me how sad Glade is. When you weren't looking, he touched one of your blues-"

"Not happy that he touched mine without permission, but I'm happy he tried it! Everyone should get some blue!" I interrupt happily, Glatt shoots me a look, but I just smile.

"-but when he touched it, it got really dark for half a second, then it turned grey and disintegrated." That... That shouldn't happen? I look Glatt in the eyes to see if he's joking, but he's dead serious. "And, that was with only the tip of his finger touching it."

"What memory could he have that could possibly be so bad?" I wonder aloud. Me and Glat settle into a tense silence, and begin to to walk again.

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why does Glatt so desperately want to change into Flat? 🤔

Have a good day/night!