I would just like to say thank you, thank you so much to everyone who reviewed, subscribed and favorited the story! Y'all do not know how much it means to me!
And thank you to Bella Pilgrim for clearing that up for me. I would have went the rest of the story spelling Noir's name wrong.
So here's a sweet bridge chapter for ya. It really is sweet.
Chapter 13: New Friendship
It was about 11:30 pm when the van pulled up behind a house near Seattle's harbor. "Alright, get up. Everybody out.", the men in the van called out as the opened the doors. "Uh, what?", Dave woke up groggily. "Come on, get a move on." Dave and the other kids were pulled to the feet and hustled out of the van and into the back door of the house. Dave kept ahold of the kid's hand that offered him his handkerchief earlier, as they both were still half asleep. All seven kids were lead into a room with seven beds. "This is where you all will be sleeping.", the man leading them into the room said. The man quietly left the room and locked the door behind him.
The room was a culture shock to what the kids were previously living in. Before, they just had a cellar with mattresses on the floor, a table, and a bucket underneath a fosset for water. Here they actually had beds, real beds, with pillows and sheets and everything. Next to some of the beds were nightstands with lamps on them. They even had a bathroom too. The other kids were amazed at the sudden change. But Dave was suspicious. 'What are they up too? Why did they move us to such a nice place?' In this world, you can't help but question everything.
Dave saw the kid sit on one of the beds. He decided to take the bed next to it. "Isn't this nice, Dave?", the kid asked, still looking around the room. "Yeah, nice." Dave felt bad for not ever asking the kid's name, even though he knew his. Dave looked the kid in the eye, "So, what's your name anyway?" "Timmy." "Well, Timmy, thanks for helping me, back in the van. It really meant alot to me." "Eh, don't worry about it. It was nothing." "Why did you help me anyway?", Dave questioned, looking the kid dead in the eyes. "Well, at night, I get really scared and sad. And you sing in your sleep, and it makes me feel better. Offering my handkerchief to you was the least I could do for you." "Say wha?", Dave had no idea what he was talking about. He had no idea that he sung in his sleep. "Yeah, sometimes you sing two or three different songs, and others you sing one song over and over again." "What do I sing while I am asleep?", Dave couldn't help but ask. "Well, a couple of them it's hard to understand, like your singing them in another language. But the way you sing them, the way your voice sounds, is so beautiful. And then sometimes you sing this one song, I can here it plain as day. 'One the wind, cross the sea. Here this song and remember,'", "Soon you'll be, home with me. Once upon a december.", Dave finishes the song. "It's so pretty. It makes me forget all my worries, like I am at home again." Dave blushes, he doesn't know what to say, except "Th-thanks, it's a lullaby my, my brother used to sing me all the time when I was a kid." "You're brother must be an awesome guy.", Timmy laid back. "Yeah, he is."
Dave thought about his bro. 'I miss you Bro. And I wish I was home with you.' Now that they have moved, Dave wondered if the FBI would find them and he would ever be home with his bro again. Dave felt tears swell in his once more. 'No, no, no Strider, no tearing up now. Bro will find you, and will bring the FBI with him. You just have to stay strong until then, if not for Timmy's sake.', Dave looked over at his new found friend, who was fixing to fall back asleep. "Good night, Dave.", Timmy sleepily says. "Good night, Timmy.", Dave lays on his head. "On the wind, cross the sea. Here this song and remember,", Dave begins to sing, "Soon you'll be home with me. Once upon a December." Dave realized Timmy was right, singing does make you feel better. It helps make the pain float away, so to speak. He continues to sing the song over and over again, until he too falls to sleep. "On the wind, cross the sea. Hear this song and remember. Soon you'll be, home with me. Once upon a December."
Yes, I just added an Anastasia song to Homestuck.