Mystery

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It had been a few days and bad kept reading over and over the strange letters he couldn't place the purple book with the swirl on it he was drawn to it a lot of it was in English but also had those strange letters skeppy refused to look at the books even though he could read them for some reason it scared him he searched deep in his mind of why it was so familiar why was that jump he took so familiar

It had been a few days and bad kept reading over and over the strange letters he couldn't place the purple book with the swirl on it he was drawn to it a lot of it was in English but also had those strange letters skeppy refused to look at the boo...

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Bad read over and over the lines in the book and examined the outside as well the cover was stitched with some kind of cloth not originally dark purple dyed the swirl was a bald turquoise appeared to be imbedded into the fabric bad traces it with his hand wondering what it was was it a symbol? It didn't appear in any of the words but on the sides bad only ever saw it in a sentence once it stated
'Use the "swirl" to travle'
This sentance stumped bad becaus it appeared to be in the strage symbols aswell which helped bad compare and figure some words that he couldent before.
"skeppy"
Skeppy sat facing away from bad at the wall
"what do you want bad"
Bad paused
"you can read this language ya know and"
"I dont want to read it"
"i know you dont wanna read it i just think it would be helpfull if mabye you put some sort of alfebet together so that i could read it"
Skeppy stared at the wall in silence for a moment and then agreed
"hand me the book"
Bad jumped up and kinda pranced over to skeppys side of the room and sat beside him while handing him the book he was uncomfortabaly close and exitedly anxious about finall getting to read .. Skeppy glared at him which made him blush and back away this amused skeppy and he smiled at bad before opening the book
Skeppy stared at the letters for a moment grabbed a pen from bads hand and wrote on the book above different letters this started bad
"hey dont do that you have no idea how old this book is!!"
Skeppy looked up from the book and glared at bad again but instead of backing off this time bad glared right back
"if you want an alfebet ill give it to you but if you dont let me put it in the book i cant help you because i dont see the symols the same as you do they rearange and move until they appear to be english, but i know theyere not"
Bad thought about that for a second skeppy had a gift or a skill he had learned or it was just in his genes, bad released the book skeppy continued to wright in the book which made bad cringe a bit but at least he would get an alfebet.
Bad had drawn the alfebet on the wall by his bed and he had fallen asleep with the book open, face down on his chest skeppy watch him breth for awhile made him feel more at peace skeppy closed his eyes and saw a smile he reopend his eyes and looked at his feet one of the books sat directly at his feet it was the same smile he had seen when he closed his eyes skeppy picked up the book and against everything screaming NO in his brain he opened it...

The letters started to rearrange like he anticipated but because it was dark as he presumed that was the reason the letters began to glow green with a gentle light at first and then got brighter skeppys eyes widened a wind came through the bed room skeppy looked up the bedroom started to warp and change all he could see was green and then he heard a voice that said
"| Ҝ几ㄖ山 山卄卂ㄒ ㄚㄖㄩ 卂尺乇"
Skeppy couldent lacate the voice and paniced looked down again at the book which was now a blinding green light and shut it. His eyes began to re adjust to the darkness of the room and it became deathly silent.. skeppy looked up at bad he lay completely still as if nothing had effected him he appeared so peaceful that for awhile he was the only thing skeppy focused on skeppy had no idea how long he had been sitting there staring at bad or how long he had still been holding that book he stood up from his bed put it in the pile of books bad had gathered from the cave and then he did something he didn't expect he would ever do he kissed bad on the cheek like he did every morning with his mother and then went to sleep....

Skeppy woke up with a start
"Is is is is it there where happened??!!!"
Bad rolled over a groaned
"Your not making any sense skeppy, go get some coffee or something"
Bad rolled back over pulling his blankets over his shoulder to face the wall, skeppy knew that he probably didn't need coffee he was majorly awake he hadn't really been in a conscious state of mind last night enough to comprehend what happened besides the chaos, all he could see was green, he decided he wouldn't open any more of bads cave books they reacted to weirdly to him
"Hey! Get your butts down here for breakfast boys!"
Their mother had summoned them bad sat upwards sleepily and with a loud voice which always bagged skeppy he shouted back
"Coming Mom!"
Skeppy and bad came down the stairs a couple minutes later mom had made pancakes for breakfast
"yummy! Thanks mom!"
"thanks"
Bad ate his pancakes quickly while skeppy could hardly think to eat them.
"common hurry up we gotta get out there and discover more!!"
Bad said exitedly bads mum listened
"what are you discovering out there boys?"
Bad paused he was usually very open with his mother he had even told her about how he was filling a hole with seeds which made her look at him weird when he told her where we had been going but she didn't mind really just wondered why but teenage boys don't always have reasons why they do what they do, bad decided to lie
"We're just doing the same thing we always do"
"We're gonna hang out with puffy"
Skeppy spoke up *Puffy!* bad had almost forgotten that she existed he had been so wrapped up in reading and discovering more about what's in those books and what's in the cave that he had shut out the world from his brain
"Yeah puffy! Haven't hung out with her in awhile"
Bad remembered his fondness of puffy Skeppy stared at bad blankly the discovery of the books and the cave had done to him the exact opposite of bad he wanted to throw the books back into the hole they scared him but they were also very interesting and he had too much respect for bad to take the books away from him, observing how he was so interested in them

Skeppy and bad went into the village to find puffys house
"Do you think we should tell her?"
Bad said walking next to skeppy who was looking just a little dead inside
"No"
Skeppy kept walking bat stopped
"Why not?"
Skeppy turned around to see his brother a little confused and disappointed
"Well if we're not gonna tell your mom why should we tell anyone else"
Bad opened his mouth then closed it
"Well"
He paused
"Tell her eventually"
Skeppy glared at bad for a moment and then agreed that he could tell puffy which made him do a happy bounce while continuing to the village bad often reminded skeppy of an adult child interested in almost everything disliking bad words often happy and when unhappy quite unpleasant. Skeppy stoped at the foot of the stairs while bad hopped up to the front door of puffys house it was only at this moment that skeppy even noticed bad had his backpack no doubt filled with books and scrolls, this is when puffy opened the door
"Hey bad!"
Bad smiled
"Hi!!, do you wanna hang out with us!"
Bad said gesturing to skeppy it turn of which skeppy awkwardly smiled and waved
"Yeah sure"
Puffy said shoving down the stairs as bad followed
"What you got in the bag bad"
"You find out soon"
Bad said skipping off into the direction of the forest
Skeppy and puffy stood watching him puffy turned to skeppy
"What's he on about?"
"I don't know"
Skeppy dident really understand bad but knew that he was smart a knew a lot and whatever he was doing he knew exactly what he was on about.

(Sry if I sound any bit unprofessional I don't know how to braincell and the only reason I can spell anything correctly is because autocorrect I hope you enjoyed this part I shall continue to write)

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