Chapter 2: A Trip

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Leaves rustled underneath thier feet as they walked, smell of decaying leaves and wet soil filled the air as a cool breeze blew the trees that peered over Oliver and George.

"I wonder if you can get any ideas here brother."

Said George as he looked around at the scenery with eyes full awe as he kept smiling. Oliver trailed behind, his hands in the pocket of his slightly tattered jet black trousers, with boredom filled eyes yet a small smile on his face.

"No idea."

Replied Oliver as he lightly smirked before catching up to George who was happily humming to him self as he playfully jumped over twigs and branches that were layed all over the floor. Oliver started to day dream as he kept following behind, rolling up the sleeves of his cream coloured t-shirt.

"Hey George. Want me to carry the bag for ya?"

Oliver offered, snapping out of his day dream as George turned to face him, passing the bag over to Oliver. He took it and put on his back which caused George to giggle, the bag looking almost the same size as him as he wore it but Oliver just wore a confused expression on his face.

"The bag is as big as you brother Ollie!"

Joked George before he started to laugh.

In embarrassment, Oliver's pale face went bright red as his confused expression turned into an unamused one.

"Hey!"

He replied putting his hands on his hips and slightly pouting. Taking his hands of his hips, George took the bag back of Oliver before putting it on and laughing.

"Sorry brother. You look even tinier with that bag on though."

Once again joked George.

He then laughed again before starting to run with Oliver chasing him as he started to chuckle but still had an embarrassed expression on his face

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