-*Long Live the King...*-

Chapter 3 - After the Treaty

-*Techno*-

-I just devastated Kara, but that was expected. We just landed somewhere in Newfoundland after meeting up in Spain with Tommy.

-"Hyello Wilbur." I said, calmly.

-"Ello, Techno!" Wilbur Soot greeted me kindly and excitedly. So soon went on, "Greetings Phil, Pete and Tommy." Wilbur said Tommy slightly more muffled and with a more angry tone, but kept their sour relationship relatively under wraps.

(Dang 65 words and my fingers already hurt!)

-I smiled as we made a small campfire, and roasted Marshmallows together.

-"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Tommy effing SCREECHED as his Marshmallow caught on fire. We all laughed, except for me.

-"Tell me... why did we bring him?" I said in my casual, stoic voice before breaking out in a small laughing fit.

-"Be quiet yeu [angry word for female dog]!!!" Tommy shouted back as I laughed.

-"LAN-GUA-JAY!!!" Phil shouted between laughing fits.

-We laughed and laughed before getting on with our night.

-/|\- Later that Night -/|\-

-I was awake still. Tommy, Wilbur and Pete had fallen asleep by now, but me and Phil were relaxing silently by a river, chucking stones out and watching the ripples in the water expand. I sighed as Phil threw another stone. I leaned back and looked into the cold, dark, sky, which was the gateway to the endless expanse of space. I sighed. I could see my breath it was so cold. I felt my eyes slowly give up on me.

-"Ey, Phil? I'm gonna head to bed, alright?" I said.

-"Okay." Phil responded, bluntly.

-"Baby punchin marathon in my dreaaaammmmssss!" I shouted softly, laughing slightly.

-Phil laughed before saying, "B-but... babies...!"

-I laughed and waved goodbye. He followed suit and waved back, giving a slight nod. I walked back into the cold forest, towards the camp. I saw the small tents we had set up. I felt my arms give up, my eyes closing a bit more. I leaned down into a tent, and slid into a sleeping bag, zipping up the warm substitute for a bed. I felt my legs and torso give up on me, before my mouth closed, my breathing slowed to a steady pace, and I closed my eyes. I let darkness overcome me, as I softly drifted into a world of dreams.

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-"Night, Techno..."