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Luvergirlof books: This is kinda how I wanted Will to be portrayed. Not like in the beginning Horace idiot, but you know, sorta dumber than now-Will. Thank you!

No-NaME(lawlz): First of all. I DON'T RAGE OMFG! Lol! Seriously, I haven't raged people in like a year and I don't plan to. If you are a Will fan and you don't like the way I portray Will, fine, I'll accept that, but I'll keep my Will thank you very much ^^. Awww, do other people diss you. Small world bud. And it does NOT take offense to nicely put comments. :D

Then next morning, Will woke up to a crow chattering above him. He sat up, rubbed his eyes to get the morning gunk out and stretched. Will immediately saddled Tug and rode into town, determined to find the tailor and to get down to the bottom of this mystery. As he clip-clopped into town, the town was strangely quiet. Even at this time there normally were people about, walking their dogs or just taking a morning stroll. Today, the street was eerily quiet. Will frowned.

After riding for half an hour trying to locate the tailor's shop, he finally stumbled across it. There were still no people about, which worried Will. He jumped off Tug, patted his nose, and went to the tailor's door and tried it. Locked. Will then pounded on the door and yelled, "Hey Tailor! Hello!" he continued to batter the door. There was no response. Will decided to take it into his own hands. He took 5 paces back, lowered his shoulder, and rammed into the door with all his might. The only thing that happened was that Will received a bruised shoulder. Will swore and rubbed his shoulder, which was already turning purple and swelling.

Will decided to give up and rode back to his log cabin, hoping that Alyss would let him back and treat his wounds.

When he arrived and knocked on the door, Alyss yelled hopefully, "Will! Did you find my dress?"

"I tried!" Will yelled back. "Really! But the tailor wasn't in his shop!"

"Too bad!" Alyss retorted. "Find my dress! Then come back!"

"Fine." Will sighed. "Fine! I will!" He whirled around and got back up on Tug. He rode back to the town, hoping that the tailor had returned to his shop.

When he arrived in the town, he was relieved to see people up and about. They were walking, shopping, hawking wares, and just generally doing what people would normally do in the morning.

"Hello Will Treaty!" A shopkeeper called. "What's your business here today?"

"Hi John! I'm here to see the tailor," Will replied.

"Ahh. Getting ready for the ball I see," the shopkeeper commented. He smiled as Will squirmed uncomfortably. Will's avoidance of parties was legendary. Almost as legendary as he himself was.

"No, not that," Will said uncomfortably. "Alyss lost her dress and I believe I left it at the tailor's shop,"

"Oh, ok," John said cheerily. "Did she boot you out the house for losing it?"

"How'd you guess?" Will asked incredously.

John gave Will a knowing wink. "I know all about women. Don't worry. Once you find the dress, it'll all be alright,"

"I hope you're right," Will sighed. He touched his heels to Tug and they slowly made their way through the growing crowds in the direction of the tailor.

When Will arrived at the tailor's the shop was finally open. Will sighed in relief. He dismounted Tug and walked into the shop, pushing the door open. The air inside the shop was hot, humid, and stuffy. The tailor looked up from behind the counter from where he was sitting.

"Good afternoon Will Treaty! How may I help you today?" The shopkeeper asked politely.

"Hello." Will replied. "Well, I believe I left Alyss' dress yesterday when we dropped by," he explained.

"Ah, yes. The dress for the ball," The tailor looked up, his eyes from behind his spectacles, his eyes twinkling.

Will shifted uncomfortably. "Yes, well I was hoping that you had it,"

"I believe so," the tailor replied. "Let me go back to check if I have it, which I'm sure I do. It won't take hardly a minute." The tailor went through a door and quickly returned. He didn't look happy.

"Unfortuently, I do not have the dress with me. I don't know where it went, I was positive it was here before!" the tailor babbled.

Will looked at him. He believed that the tailor was telling the truth, and Will was a good judge of character. "All right, thank you then," Will turned around and walked out the door.

Will walked up to Tug and patted him on the nose. "Well, more work to do," Will mounted Tug and rode towards the main road.

Will went to every shop and every person he knew (which was a lot), and asked if they had seen Alyss' dress. Every single person said no. Will continued for a whole day and at the end of the day, exhausted, he went to Jenny's little restaurant to have a bite to eat. Unfortunately, he didn't see Jenny. He ate his fill of her delicious food before finding an Inn, paid for a room, and fell asleep, exhausted and discouraged.