How Flowers From 1970 Ended In The Long Run

Home Sweet Home

"Eh..hello..." I replied back to the blonde as skeppy made his way back over to me.

"Phil, Ranboo meet George, George meet Phil and ranboo." He greeted us as the Phil guy bowed his head to me and the boy, named ranboo, also did a little bow to me.

"Oh.." I got out before skeppy pulled and set me back on the platform thingy.

"Lets see what you are! Phil come on!" Skeppy beckoned the blonde over.

"Alright mate, settle down, I'm coming."

As he said, Phil walked over to the desk and wrote something in the book before turning to me.

"Okay mate, just stand still and relax. This won't hurt and will only take a couple of seconds." Phil explianed, I nodded in understanding. But I freaked when I saw the object that he seemingly summoned out of thin air.

It was a staff that had an almost see through orb like item proped in the middle of it, though the eye catching part was how it was floating. Surrounding it though was what looked like gold that spiraled down to the wood that made up the rest of the staff.

"Okay, hold still." Phil said as he raised the staff up and the orb began to shine brighter by the second.

3rd person pov:

As Phil raised the staff up and it glowed, George was being surrounded by bright blue lights as it seemingly danced around him, as if playing with him.

Though what amazed the three other people in the room was how those lights began to come together and make wings and a halo on George.

The light, almost a see through color of blue, was magical to the three. They stared in almost awe, though what caught them off guard was how the lights suddenly disappeared and George was left how he was when he came in.

"What just happened...?" Ranboo spoke first as skeppy was still in a state of shock and Phil was speechless.

"What happened? Why do you all have that expression?" George said, looking at the three worriedly as none of them answered him.

"Hello?? Can anyone of you tell me what just happened?" George said which snapped them out of their shock.

"Apologies George, its...just you had a very...unusual show just now." Phil replied as he made his way back to the book and began to write in it.

"What does that mean? Is it bad? Is there something wrong with me?"

"No, George there's nothing wrong its..well it was nothing we have seen before is all. Not to worry though we've had cases just like this and we figured it out in no time." Ranboo replied to George with a smile [that looked uncertain].

George was about to ask Phil on what really happened but was stopped by Skeppy who took his hand and started leading him to another room.

"Don't worry about those two, they like to over exaggerate things all the time. But now we know your a spirit so let's get you home!"

Skeppy smiled at an uncertain George who wanted to stay and ask more questions but couldn't as Skeepy talked on, not letting him get a chance to speak.

Back in the alter room, Phil stopped writing in the book and turned towards the tall book shelf that sat idly on the wall behind him. Walking towards it he searched through the books down below, before flying off the ground to look at the books on the upper shelves.

"Here it is..." after searching for a couple minutes, Phil pulled a book out as he descended back on the ground and flipped through the book.

Finally he stopped on one page that he knew looked familiar. A young man who had died a few years back had almost the same results that George had.

The man was surrounded by the bright little lights and just like George, they formed wings and a halo on him but then disappeared.

Nothing has ever happened like that before, so it was one that he was going to remember. But now that it has happened again, it was unusual but also interesting to see as not one person had it happen to them, but two.

      {Back with Gogy and skeppy}

Skeppy led George down some flights of stairs to another, bigger room with mirrors lining in a half-circle in the the middle of the room. "Woah...what are those?" George asked Skeppy who happily walked over to one and started to explain.

"These are, in easy words, portals that we use to get spirits into their timelines. Along with seeing the living" He explained as he swipped his hand over it to show people walking about in a park, then cars driving on a bridge. Finally he swipped his hand over it again and it went back to normal.

"While it is weird, it's cool!" George exclaimed as he ran over to it and started to inspect it. Skeppy only laughed at his child like behavior before walking over to another mirror and activating it.

"George come on, let's go see your house!" Skeppy yelled over to George who 'awed' sadly for having to leave, but walked over to where skeppy was nonetheless. "Cool! But why does it look so familiar though?" George said, seemingly to himself more than asking Skeppy.

"Its cause its your house, now let's go!" He yelled before pushing George through the mirror as he himself also jumped into the mirror. "Skeppy!" George yelled at him as he recovered himself from the fall.

"What, now we're here! And plus its fun once you get used to it" he smiled before making his way up the steps to a very familiar house that George knew all to well. "My house..." he whispered out as he also made his way up the steps and opened the door.

When he gazed around the room, he was astonished at what he saw. The walls weren't the old, peeling off wallpaper anymore but now a cream white color and the furniture looked brand new.

Walking to the kitchen he found that it was crisp clean with dishes already in the cabinets and food in the fridge.

Though a thought made George crack his head to the stairs that led up to the rooms, though he was more focused on his own room. Once he did, he booked it up the stairs and ran straight for his room where he threw the door open.

His eyes sadden at the sight of the room. The walls were now a soft blue with white baseboards, a closet door was now present in the far corner of the room, and his bed was neatly made for him. Though George only walked to the window and placed his hand beside it.

"George, why'd you run?" Skeppy gasped out as he caught up to George from running off without a word. But George didn't say anything as he kept staring at the wall where his hand was placed.

"George? Is something wrong?" Skeppy asked as he made his way over to him but got no answer.

They stayed like that for a couple minutes before George spoke. "What if I don't want my house like this? Could I change it back to how I had it when I was alive?" He asked but kept his gaze on his hand.

Taken aback by his sudden question Skeppy answered, "Yeah if you wanted to, you can either do the whole house or just one room if u wanted." Nodding his head George slowly dragged his hand down the wall before looking back at skeppy.

"Thank you for your help. I appreciate that you helped walk me through everything here." George smiled as he thanked a now smiling Skeppy.

"Don't worry about it! Its my job after all." He replied. "Well that was all I needed to do, so for now this is where we part. See ya later George!"

Skeppy bid fare well to George as he disappeared to go back to Zavia. George sighed out as he layed down in his comfy bed as the tiredness quickly took over his body. Though now that he was in his room and the thought of the wall had his mind thinking about someone.

"Clay...I miss you.." he whispered out as tears dripped down his face, but he soon fell asleep.

What he missed though was how his room changed to how it was when he was living. The old flower wallpaper was back, the hole in the wall, the dresser, and the two most dear things to him. The hand prints by the window and the old telephone.

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