Winged Dream (Under Heavy Editing)

Hunted

"Waldek?" Freyer asked as they we're heading down the stairs. "Why are you so concerned about attracting attention?" Waldek stopped dead it his tracks.He dindn't say anything but Freyer gathered that it would be best to never bring it up again.

When they came into the kitchen they saw Finn roasting delicious potatoes. '

Hmm didn't peg him as the cooking type.' Freyer thought.

A little while later,Freyer saw something even more surprising. Waldek had cooked the most scrumptious looking dinner, and he was serving it,still in his girlish apron. Waldek sat down and they began eating .For quite some time they all shared one group thought along with their silence:

'AKWARD'

"So,a,Waldek, you said I'd be working?"

"Yes, you'll help Finn with his chores, and find a job elsewhere when you learn how things work here." 'I see he's gotten his complete indifference back.'

"Brother, should we not ask him where the hell he's from?!" Once again Finn sounded...not so happy.

"I suppose. ask away."  he replied obviously bored with the subject.

"Well, where are you from?" Finn insisted.

'he's enjoying this isn't he?'

"A town no one knows about,Lochedge,England."

"Where?"  they asked. It seemed he had managed to peak Waldek's curiosity, as he had spoken.

"Um, England, ya know, in Europe..." The brothers had come to perhaps their first agreement: Freyer. Was. Crazy. They all stopped talking again and then Waldek got up and brought back uncooked cream puffs.

"I-ION PUFFS!! Brother we have not had these in soo long!!!!!" Finns sparkles returned from the grave and this time were joined by Waldek's smile as opposed to his hand. Waldek set them down in the middle of the table. Finn stood up and said

"Freyer, get back" Although he could see no reason for it, he did anyway.

'Maybe there made of C4.'

Finn put his hand to his mouth (left pointer on the edge of his lips) and blew out a furious stream of flames. When they had cleared it revealed a platter of perfectly cooked Ion puffs. Waldek and Finn divided up the puffs into three piles. As his first kind gesture to Freyer, he passed Freyer his portion. Freyer just kept staring at him and Waldek.

"Uhh....Frey....ya gonna eat that...?

'The...the bloody hell?fire, fire came out of his...What kind of cream puff recipe calls for torching with lethal force!?'

"Oh,sure..."Freyer took a small bite of the Ion puff. It's Thick cold cream splurged into his mouth, along with the flaky golden brown shell. Freyer's pupils turned into giant sparkly stars. Drool ran down his chin. He shoved the rest of it in his face and took as many more as he could hold and did the same. Before long Finn and Freyer were tossing puffs back and forth into each others mouths. Waldek unsurprised by this continued to eat his like a normal person.

"Bed,now." Waldek commanded when they had run out of cream puffs. The pair wearily went  upstairs into their room.

The next morning Freyer woke up to see that Finn had fallen out of his bed and was sleeping on the floor under a pile of blankets,including Freyer's.

'hmm...maybe I should wake him up.'

He went over and tapped him lightly on his shoulder. There was a response. Finn lept up sword in hand, aimed at Freyer.