Quest for colour

Green

There once was a boy who ran around his yard making plane noises in his little cardboard box his grandpa sat in a nearby chair chuckling softly. He was happy in his home with his grandfather. As a girl Following some Hix out of town and stomping on them, the young girl looked up at the large mansion and peaked over the fence. It was rather odd seeing a place that had a presence of color. The boy looked over noticing the girl he got up and ran around the big brick wall "hello!" He said loud and happily. "Wanna see my plane!"

It startled her abruptly, but sparked her interest. Maybe she could finally track the dreaded Abner. "You have a plane?.." 

"Yup my grandpa helped me build it!" He said with a childish laugh.

"I believe I'll take you up on that offer then.." He smiled his eyes glowing with happiness he took her hand and leaded her inside showing her his cardboard boxes.

Oh. Cardboard. She really shouldn't have expected anything more. "Oh...how..nice."

He smiled "what to go for a ride?" He offered opening one of its doors.

"Sure.." She stepped inside.He giggled closing the door like a gentleman and stepping in his door.

"So where would you like to go?" He asked looking at eye with his emerald green eyes.

"The Isle of Midor please."

"Isle of Midor?" He giggled "we'll have to find that on a map later." He pulled on his oversized goggles over his eyes and pretended to put on a seat belt. "Seatbelt's first!" Finding it pointless but not wanting to offend the "pilot" she put on her invisible seat belt. He smiled and started up his plane "ready for take off!" They fly over the sky's until the box started to rise up and fly in circles around the yard.

"What in the.."

They were put on the ground by a older man, the boy giggled. "Looks like junior Diesel found himself a co-pilot!"

The boy laughed "grandpa!" The old man picked up the boy out of the box so the boy could give him a hug. The girl eyed the pair curiously. When the boy was put down he ran back to the plane. "She wants to go to the Isle of Midor!" He said excitedly

"Midor? Do you even know where that is?" The man asked.

When the boy was put down he ran back to the plane. "She wants to go to the Isle of Midor!" He said excitedly

"Midor? Do you even know where that is?" The man asked.

"Nope."

"Well would you like to find it with me?" The boys eyes lit up as he knocked off the googles "come on friend were gonna find The Isle of Midor!" He said taking her hand and pulling her towards the house.
She stopped in her tracks, going against his forced movement

"You can't find Midor on a map. There are none that exist with it. We'd know it if we were there." Her expression turned to a rather serious one. The old man chucked

"you'd be surprised little one. Midor is a strange place. I've flown there once of twice in my young years." He said opening a big chest. The boy sat in the grass watching him.

"Oh really? Then you'd know it's now a place inhabited by a widow who attempted killing off her family?" He nodded.

"Sadly. I used to knows sweet young lad who lived there. But she changed when told her I had to leave. Luckily I was able To map the islands well I was there." He said with a chuckle opening a old rustic map covered in small islands the boy cheered in aw.