Blue Roses (DNF)

Troublesome Cake

Dream's POV

I watch the boy scurry away. I should've striked up a conversation. Ugh.

That's when another set of footsteps echoed down the road. It was actually the butler this time. I don't know if I should be happy about this or not.

I hop off the float and fix my mask. I turn to face the butler. "Can we go to the bakery? I am craving some cake." This was a lie. I just wanted to go somewhere that wasn't the castle. You feel completely trapped in there after a while. I need some good fresh air.
"I don't know sir..." The butler tells me.

"Pleaaaaseeeeeeeeee!"

I'm practically on my knees at this point. The butler looks uncomfortable, but he finally agreed.

We walk down the sidewalk while I take in the atmosphere around me. It was so calming out here. I wish I lived here, but of course I ended up in the castle. The big, empty castle.

We reach the bakery and the butler heads in while I wait outside. I walk over to the bench and sit down. That's when I notice something out of place. I get up and go over to it. A pair of glasses? They look pretty expensive to me.

I check to see if there is any name on it. That's when I spot the name 'George' carved into the rim. Mom should know who this belongs to. I stuff it into my pocket when the butler came out with the strawberry cake. Yum.

We get back to the castle after half an hour and we're greeted with my mom. I can already tell by the look on her face I was about to get scowled. I can't do one single activity by myself. "Where on heavens were you two?" She shouts at us as she's walking down the steps. "A short visit to the bakery, your son here was craving some strawberry cake." The butler explains. Knowing my mom, I wasn't going to get to enjoy that cake.

"Give me that!" She snatched the cake out of the butler's hands and gives me the side eye. I might as well start digging my grave.

I walk inside, leaving the butler out there. At least he wasn't forced to come in. My mom puts the cake in a trash can and turns around to face me. "Running of in the village? Are you mad?" She tells me. I zone out mid-argument. I don't even care anymore. Everything is all ready miserable.

Once she finished, I headed up to my room and sat on my bed. Another lonely night. Even just one sleepover would make me the happiest person ever.

That's when I feel something hard in my pocket. Oh right the glasses. I take them out and examine them.

'Don't worry mysterious George, I will return your glasses.'