MOIRAI (Man*Man)

Chapter 18

*Friends*

"Briella get out of my room" Bert yelled from the kitchen, he could hear her laugh and it was coming from his room. Bert hates uninvited people into his room but having a full house doesn't help his cause at all. All the children around the house, mess up a lot, ruin his staff. Kids become so over whelming a lot of times that Bert doubts ever having one, maybe if he isn't going to raise him.

"Bert stop yelling" Bronte, Bert's grand father yelled at him to stop yelling. Bert didn't see the reason why he would yell out for him to stop yelling with him doing the exact same thing. Bert got his cup with juice going up the stares, the moment he reached up Briella and Hermes ran out of his room getting into Atlas' room instead.

"If I get you you're dead" Bert threatened getting into his room locking it behind him. After the show yesterday he didn't want to get out of bed, he didn't have the power to do anything and he has decided to call it a lazy day. A lazy day that he would want for everything to be quiet, for all the kids in the house to just be quiet so that he can have a peace of mind with no disturbance. Bert sipped his drink, rested it down laying on the bed looking up with his hands on his stomach. He breathed in letting his magic pass through his body relaxing him, calming him down to the point that he could feel each movement in his body, the way his blood flowed, his pulse and his heart.

The relaxation blocked out everyone and Bert was finally getting sucked in by sleep when someone dared to knock on his door "A person can't rest around here, I should have just gone to the castle" Bert grumbled getting out of bed with a groan, he opened the door to find Ernest "You're here" Bert wasn't expecting him but he wasn't expecting anyone "come in" he opened the door wide letting Ernest in "I was fighting to sleep but this house is just too loud"

"Why did you give it to him?" Ernest asked turning to Bert, he couldn't sleep for the entire night, his head just going in circles about the pendant. The reason why Bert would give away something he gave him, he wanted that pendant around Bert's neck.

"I told you, I just gave it to him for the night" Bert doesn't know why they were still talking about this.

"It's not about you giving it to him for the night, it's about you letting someone wear something I gave you. I gave it to you"

Bert had to admit he had missed that part when he gave Elmer the pendant. It was given to him by Ernest he should have put in consideration before trying to regift it to Elmer "I apologize, I just felt bad that you didn't get him something. He is our friend now, I didn't want him to feel bad"

"You should have told me, I could have gotten something for him. You didn't have to give him what I gave you"

"Forgive me" Bert apologized, noticing his mistake. In the moment he was only thinking with his heart, he wanted to see Elmer smile that he misses the point of what was happening "I bought him another pendant anyway"

"You bought him a pendant" Ernest asked, Bert has never gotten him a gift because he always forgets.

"Yeah and we got you...." Bert got off of the bed, he checked into the clothes he wore last night, picking out the pendant they got for Ernest "It's cheap but we wanted all of us to have one, see mine" Ernest took the pendant nodding while staring at the one in Bert's neck

"You're not going to wear the one I gave you"

"Elmer bought me this one, I bought him his and we bought you that one. I love the one you gave me but it deserves to be for special occasions and they might rob me if I wear it everywhere"

"Just put it on, if it gets stolen I will get you a new one"

"That is a wastage of money" Bert took a seat back on the bed with a yawn, Ernest sighed putting on the pendant Bert gave him, maybe he should have bought something small and not so expensive even if he didn't buy it. The best thing is that Bert loves the pendant and is willing to keep it safe so not to get stolen.

"You're right" Ernest chuckled, he has been beating himself up all night thinking that maybe Bert didn't like the pendant "Are you going to sleep in all day"

"That was my plan but this house is so loud"

"You can come sleep at mine"

"Lady Rylee is there, I don't want to intrude" Bert can't think about ever going into Ernest's room again

"I don't share a room with her for now until the wedding anyway" Bert nodded, where is the harm of going to spend the day at Ernest's place where it is quite yet it is filled with a lot of people. Bert got up, walked to his clothes cabinet picking out another shirt and some trousers with a waist band. Bert walked into his bathroom, changed out of his night clothes before walking back into his bedroom "Ready?"

"Yeah" Bert walked over to the door with a yawn as Ernest followed back. When they passed the Greenes they all bowed at Ernest, the only time Bert see them quiet and at their best behaviour is when Ernest is around but other than that they give Bert a headache that is when he is not in the mood to be yelling with them. He is a Greene, if all the Greenes are loud then he is loud it just happens to be that today isn't one of his best days to be dealing with his very loud family.

They reached the stables, Ernest got onto his horse with his guards behind as Bert also got onto his "I also wanted to apologise for last night, you hate the reigns but I forced you to go"

"I wanted to go" Ernest replied riding close to Bert "It has been long since we spent time together, I wanted us to spend time but that band just makes my ears ring" Bert laughed, it might be that he is used to a loud house that is why he doesn't get a problem with the band but Ernest grew up in a quiet place, maybe that is why he hated loud staff "I can never hear anything they sing, the instruments are so loud than the voices and it feels like they are competing"

"That is what makes it nice" Bert said, singing above your voice to beat the instructions makes it even better than all "It makes you want to dance, not like the oprah, it makes me want to sleep, it should be called a sleep meditation" Ernest laughed glancing back at Bert.

"Maybe I should call one to sing to you as you sleep"

"I don't want to die of boredom in my sleep" Bert said with a scrunched face.

"I forgot, You're a sleep eater" Bert laughed shaking his head, he isn't a sleep eater it just happened once and that one time happened to be when he was in Ernest's room. He was asleep, he shifted his hands to get more comfortable when his hand landed on food, his sleepy self just started munching on the food in his sleep, that was the first time and the last time or it might not have happened and Ernest was just making it all up 'We will never know'

"Maybe next time don't put food next to my head" Bert complained, if the food wasn't close maybe he wouldn't have enjoyed it in his sleep "What is that?" Bert asked stopping his horse as Ernest stopped his too looking for what Bert is looking at. Bert stared trying to get a better look.

"What?"

"That is a person" Bert got off of his horse as Ernest called after him also getting off of his horse. Ernest's guards also followed to try and keep the prince safe from any danger "No" Bert chocked out when he saw who the person was "Elmer" Bert didn't know where to touch, his body is bruised and bloody, his clothes torn "What-wha-"

"Elmer" Ernest called with shock, Elmer was laying down looking lifeless. Ernest touched his neck just to make sure and there was a pulse, so small but it could be felt "Hey come get him up" Ernest called the guards to come carry Elmer immediately after getting a pulse as Bert looked to still be in shock to do anything, he was just staring with tears dripping down his face his hands over his mouth and eyes wide open "Bert, he will be fine" Ernest tried comforting him while pulling him out of the way so that the guards could carry Elmer taking him to the horse.

"Who would do such a thing?" Bert asked, he can't believe someone attacked Elmer then threw him on the side of the road lifeless.

"I don't know but we will find out"