Kingdom of Quentin| DreamNotFound

Cloud 9.

"It felt like..cloud 9.."
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It was a gloomy morning here in Quentin. The windows were covered with rain droplets, from the rain clouds above.

George was woken up by a loud bang from the kitchen in technos house. He rubbed his eyes and made his way to the noises.

He made it and focused his eyes on the lighting of the room. He squinted and blinked rapidly, trying to adjust his eyes.

After they were clear, George was now focused on the sounds.

Techno had dropped a few pans on the floor, they were shattered. George gasped and ran over to techno.

Techno was sitting on the ground with his head in his knees, running his hands through his hair in frustration.

George flopped on the ground and started to comfort techno in the easiest way.

"Hey..hey, it's ok. It was an accident. We have others!" George says, in a soft tone, rubbing circles into technos back.

Techno wrapped his arms around George's neck and settled his head on his shoulder.

"Thank..you.." Techno sobbed.

George lightly smiled, "anytime."

He drew shapes and people with the tip of his finger, on technos back. Calming him down.

Techno soon let out a shaky breath. Letting the air in the room fill his mind. The shapes and others things George was drawing on his back, he drew in his mind.

George smiled at the sign of techno had fallen asleep. He calmly lifted technos head up, and stood up.

He laid technos head back on his shoulder, and made his way to technos room.

The lighting was dim, and nothing very special. George smiled at how neatly everything was put together.

He walked over to technos bed, and softly laid him down. Letting technos head rest on the pillow.

He smiled and pulled the cover over him slowly. He backed up quietly, and made his way out the door, closing it behind him.

He made his way back to the kitchen to look at all the damage.

George began searching for some tools to dispose the pans with. He searched until he found a small broom and a cream colored sack hung in a small compartment.

He grabbed the tools, and made his way back towards the kitchen.

He bent down and placed the the sack in one hand, and swept with the other.

Finishing, he tied the bag up and made his way to the basement. The basement was lit up with a variety of candles and was very tidy.

He smiled and placed the bag on the floor beside one of technos work tables, and made his way back up the ladder.

He got up, and brushed his clothes off. Making his way back to technos room, he heard a slight knock on the front door. He ran his hand through his hair and made his way to the door.