The garden

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Alright before i start writing i just realized i've been writing "Stanley's" Instead of "Stanleys" And am now seriously considering throwing my laptop at a wall. i'll write it corectly from now on and i am so sorry :,D 

{Stanleys pov}

'Narry?' Stanley asked. "Yes, Stanley?" Narrator responded, sitting down next to him. 'y'know how you met my mother and all, right?' He started. "yeah?" Narrator responded, now a little confused. 'soooo... I was wondering if you could maybe, possibly.. move in.' The narrator stared at him in shock, his mouth wide open. 'I mean you don't have to! It would be nice to, y'know, have you living here..' 

After a few minutes of Narrator collecting himself, he tried answering to Stanley, who was starting to get a little concerned. "Uhm.. w-well if you really want me to move in, I think it would be possible.. but are you sure? I-I mean I don't want to bother anyone or anything like that." He stuttered.

Stanley found this adorable, and smiled a little. 'Don't worry, I already checked with everyone and they are all cool with it.' He reassured The Narrator. "Well, I mean.. okay. Yes, but under one condition. Harry can move in too." He said, motioning to the crow sitting on the windowsill.

'Aww, you named him? Of course he can move in!' Stanley signed while jumping in his seat. "Alright, that settles it. Could you show me where my room will be since i need to get some important stuff here?" Narrator asked, still a little nervous. 'of course!' Stanley signed and took his hand, and Narrator went bright red.

After a little while they stopped at a door at the end of the hallway. 'Here's your room!' Stanley signed and opened the door. 'it's not much, but you said you need your stuff in here so i guess its fine' He said while stepping into the empty room.

"This is perfect! Thank you Stanley!" The Narrator said, grabbing Stanleys hands. "Okay. Now Stanley, could you please go outside for a minute, I need to do a thing or two." He said and opened the door for Stanley, so Stanley stepped outside.

Stanley stood outside when he saw a purpleish smoke come under the door. He knocked on the door, worried, and Narrator opened it. "Stanley, I'm done! oh, are you okay? You look a little worried." He said, but Stanley ignored it, stepping inside the room, looking around in awe.

'You did amazing with the room!' Stanley signed before hugging him. "Um, w-well, thank you, i do like it alot myself." The Narrator thanked him, clearly flustered.

'Alright, now that that's done, come with me' Stanley said and grabbed Narrators hand, and started sprinting down the hallway.

{Narrators pov}

Stanley and Narrator rushed trough the halls of the castle, Narrator not knowing where Stanley was taking him. Suddenly they took a sharp turn and ran out a door. But not the door The Narrator had seen from the outside. Some other, huge dark green door. 

'Welcome to the garden!' Stanley welcomed The Narrator once they were outside. "Stanley, this... this is beautiful! And it's so well hidden!" Narrator squeamed, looking around in awe. 'i know, right! I spent and spend most of my time here with Mari and her bunny.'

"She has a bunny?" Narrator asked. 'Yeah, his name is Lucifer. Mari was a bit of a goth when she got him.' Stanley giggled to himself the best he could. "Awh, i hope i can meet him someday, and i have a feeling he and Henry would be good friends, don't you think?" Narrator said as the bird landed on his shoulder. 'Yeah, youre probably right.'

Stanley once again took The Narrators hand and led him to a huge tree in the middle of the garden. 'I always loved to climb this tree, but when i was something like 12, my father threatened to cut it down if i climbed it. He didn't like when I got the slightest bit dirty.' Stanley explained.

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