George struggled, broke down with the slightest reflection of his face, it reminded him so much of... He couldn't say it in his head. Time lasted longer than ever, sometimes he woke up in the middle of the night seeing him in his dreams, being so happy but getting hit by reality when he was not there laughing with him. Time lasted some more and George finally decided to look him self in the mirror, he couldn't live in this dream world of his, he stepped in front of the mirror, looking at his shoes and his head tilt up. As he took a quick look he saw him self, but as he looked closer something wasn't right, he had an ear which couldn't be possible. He looked down, putting his head to the side of his face, feeling nothing there as he looked upon the mirror again with a broken look, he saw him smiling back and with no hesitation George began crying. staring at the mirror the ear slowly began to fade making it his reflection. As this happened he realized that no matter what, Fred lived in the corner of his eye no matter where he went Fred lived with George. As this thought went trough his mind he looked back at he mirror and the reflection blinked at him. George finally smiled.
