🥀 We Aren't Friends [Bad End Friends] ♠

♠Walking Together♠

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"Some people are willing to betray years of friendship just for a little bit of the spot light"
-Lauren Conrad

·°·      "I already regret this."the long legged teen claps his bony hand to his forehead.

     Fresh gale blows all over the Unknown while heavy rain pours. The triad group of youth hike up a soggy hill. Mud sticks to their feet, Finn having the worst as mud bleeds into his skin. The juvenile boy with golden eyes hops on every puddle yelling a strong vocabulary of curse words.

"F*** you!"the demon points at the reflection of himself in the water.

"Can you be quiet?"Wirt sneers.

"Yes, just not rightnow."Bill shrugs.

"B-B-Bill please."Finn rolls his eyes at the overly exited boy.

     The sky is still dark, but a little bit of blue leaks in. It's been three days since we met, and I still haven't killed them. I can't, the lamp won't let me. Wirt shakes his head with a pissed off look at Bill. He keeps his cool.

"So where we headed?"

"To an old friends house, they'll let us in."

"What d-do you me-mean they'll let u-us in?"Finn looks up at Wirt.

"No questions, I just know that they will. "Wirt continues.

"Sounds a little skeptic kid."Bill crosses his arms and seductively smiles.

"Kid?" But I'm in highschool. Wirt shakes his head. At least I was.

"Don't mock me you cookoo bird!"Bill waves a finger in front of the tall gnome. Wirt stares at it before frowning,"I can chop it off you know."

"I don't care."

"Of couse you don't."

      The trio stand close to eachother just in case they get a surprise attack from the 'Time Lord; Time Baby". In conclusion, Bill feels safe. He gained two new pals to play with, now he wasn't so alone.

     Finn feels the most warm he's ever felt in his life. For a bit, he didn't rely on that dog to save him or make friends. It was all him, it's all Finn who now made allies not the dog. Him. And Finn felt proud for that, but if he wants to keep his new pals close he has to restrain himself.

      As for Wirt, the situation couldn't get any worse. A talkbox, and a human popscicle next to him. He tries to ignore the two as much as he can by thinking of their origins, but that just adds more questions!

"You seem to be in great thought Branches, can you tell me why? Or is it the person we are going to pay a little visit the one crossing your mind?"Bill nudges Wirt awake.

     Just tell him so he can be quiet. "It's a she, and we are going to ask nicely for shelter there. Her name is Lorna."
     Wirt explains,"She had an evil spirit inside of her, I got rid of it for her. Now that I remember, she never payed me back."

"S-So we're just g-gonna stroll d-down there and ta-take her h-house?"Finn asks.

     Wirt says nothing,"Oh goody~"Bill claps with a wide smile.

      With each step the demon, prince, and the tall gnome take; a weird sense of protection took over them. Their spines began to sting, but they brush it off to not seem weak to eachother. The hike up hills, and through trees began to feel like a maze. Fog starts to catch up around them. The grass starts to grow.