Hey everyone! After what happened in the Kings of Legend, I thought to have another lost episode added just for a little fun in this story. It's getting a little darker from this point forward and I am pleased to tell you I have planned at least twenty more chapters. But first the reviews, then the fantasy wars and then those twenty other chapters!
BooBear4997: Yay, another reviewer! Thank you for your review! It was getting a little lonely with only SGJBMCfan98 reviewing... I hope to hear more from you.
SGJBMCfan98: Yes, she might have one, but does Boz have the same feelings for her? That's the big question... and thanks for the review!
Wendy Pierce: Thanks for the many reviews on the previous chapters and I hope you'll be catching up soon, even if I write big chapters! And again, I'm sorry for the confusion.
Enjoy!
-Writer207
"Wow! Best movie ever!" was the shout heard from the king's room after movie night. Just the previous night, the newest of Harry Potter had premiered. And because Brady is a King and very rich, so he bought the movie right away so it could be viewed one time in Kinkow, and Brady had given the privilege to his family and royal advisors. Mason and Mikayla didn't come because they had more important matters to discuss, and Lanny didn't come because he didn't really like Harry Potter. So Brady, Boomer and Boz watched it together. Brady had been the one who shouted after viewing the last scene of the movie when the credits rolled in.
"It is a really good one, too!" Boomer commented, and he looked at his brother with a smile. He then frowned when he saw Brady with tears in his eyes. "Brady, are you crying?"
"No!" was Brady's comment, "That scene is just too special to ignore, right?" he wipe away the tears of joy after watching that final scene, and then he turned to Boz. He had been silent for the entire movie and never took one of the snacks. Even if he didn't grab any of it, Brady would keep all of the snacks anyway. "Hey, Boz, how much did you love this movie?"
"Meh," Boz replied. To be honest, he hadn't really paid attention. The last time he watched the movie, was the evening before he had decided to come to the past. He knew how it ended, wasn't exactly fond of it, but he did like it for a part. There were points of critic, points of praise. But Brady wasn't content with that one word that expressed dislike and/or neutrality.
"What do you mean?"
"I've seen better movies." Boz commented, and Brady wondered how the heck that redhead wouldn't love Harry Potter. Everybody loved Harry Potter! So why would Boz pretend not to love this amazing film series and book series (which he never read).
"What movies?" Brady said, and Boomer moved away from the two. Brady could be dangerous, and this was one of his moments. Boz shrugged.
"My top favorite movie trilogy is the Ho- I mean, the Lord of the Rings." He had almost forgotten that the Hobbit hasn't come out yet, so he had to do it with the series that succeeded the Hobbit, which he liked almost as much as he liked the Hobbit. Brady apparently never heard from it, but that made his reactions even more stupid.
"What's that?"
"Oh, it's awesome!" Boz said, "It's about a hobbit who needs to destroy a ring by throwing it in a volcano or else evil can rise, and he does so with his best friends and a big fellowship with…"
"Bored!" Brady interrupted him, "what's so great about that anyway that makes you think HP isn't great?"
"For a start, the movies overall have action, but also some moments of rest, in which they don't fight. In that last movie of Potter, they are continuously fighting!"
"There are some moments of rest in Harry Potter!" Brady said, and Boz shrugged.
"That one romantic moment doesn't take away the continuous action. At least we had time to mourn over Gandalf while that just continued as if it wasn't even important." He shouldn't have said that. This the young redhead just realized. He should not have said something wasn't important in Harry Potter, because everything was important according to Brady.
That one sentence triggered a long discussion as to why Harry Potter/Lord of the Rings was superior. Boomer just went somewhere els when Brady and Boz kept discussing why their movie was better than the other one. They discussed everything, and Brady learned Boz's favorite character (Boromir) died in the first movie while Brady's favorite Hogwarts teacher (Lupin) appears to be a werewolf and also died. The locations which were mentioned were strange to the other. Brady couldn't believe Dwarfs liked to live underground while the goblins (family of the Dwarfs, Boz thought) did do their jobs as keepers of the vaults at Gringotts, which were also underground. This discussion quickly turned into a dispute, and both went to bed when still angered.
They couldn't have known this would be the first step of their very own fantasy wars.
The next morning, Boz woke up in his room he hasn't really been using since he slept on the couch. He had returned to his room because he didn't want to sleep in the same room as Brady did. As Boz got up, he realized he might have been a little too hard on Brady yesterday evening. He indeed had enjoyed the movie, but he didn't exactly pay attention. And he should've known better than to tell the truth to Brady. He could be really nasty when someone was doubting the magic that is the HP-series.
He walked to the plaza, where breakfast was served when the morning was nice and warm enough to be out. It was warm enough most of those days, so he knew they would probably expect him to just walk out and enjoy breakfast with the inhabitants of the castle, including the Makoolas and some guards who weren't on guard duty in the morning.
When he had almost passed the throne room, Boz stopped. He slowly turned his head, and instead of having passed the throne room like he knew it, there suddenly stood other stuff. In short, the throne room looked like the Great Hall. The couches and table were gone and instead, four seats were placed like it would have been in Hogwarts, and where the throne stands is a table placed, the one for the professors, with the throne itself serving as the seat of the headmaster.
Boz frowned. When he had come back from patrol before the movie began, the throne room had been just the throne room and not a cheap copy of the Great Hall. Boz sighed – apparently Brady wanted to make a point y decorating the throne room like that – and he walked outside, to the kings, their annoying cousin and the Makoolas.
"Why does the throne room look like the Great Hall?" Boz asked, and Brady smirked.
"Oh, I just wanted to give the throne room a new look. Do you like it?" Boz shook his head. No, he didn't like that change; he'd rather wander in the throne room he knew, the throne room he liked seeing as it had always been, not as the Great Hall.
"No," Boz bluntly said. He should've just said 'yes', but he hadn't. Sometimes Brady acted like a spoiled child, and these two days have been a great example so far. He might even have acted a little too spoiled, for he had just changed the throne room in the Great Hall just to prove his favorite fandom was better than Boz'.
"No? Why not?"
"Because I like it better when someone doesn't mess with it," he said truthfully, but Brady didn't seem to believe the redhead's words. He shook his head.
"No, that's not it!" Brady shouted, "You just think that ring-whatever is better than Potter!" Boz frowned. Now Brady was the one to anger Boz. You can say a lot about Lord of the Rings and Boz would just shrug it off as if it was nothing, but nobody could get away with saying whatever to one of the greatest fantasy stories ever written.
"What did you just say?" You almost couldn't hear this, as if he had whispered. He barely whispered these days, and they could almost consider this as a warning. He would be able to control this anger (it's just a movie/book, right?) but that didn't mean he would help.
"I just…" Brady said, but he was interrupted by Boz.
"I know what you said. I can take a lot when it comes to Lord of the Rings, but nobody calls it 'ring-whatever'." Boz didn't say anything else about it, but he did glance around for the person with whom he could probably share his ideas with. Too bad, the only person who seemed cooperative was Lanny, and he could do a lot. Fine; it's better than nothing. He walked away, out of the plaza, pulling Lanny – having grabbed his shirt – with him.
When Boz dropped the hobbit on the ground, he looked up with a hateful look in his eyes. "What was that for?" Lanny asked loudly. Boz explained the hobbit everything.
"Brady decorated the throne room like the Great Hall, an he's a fanboy. According to the rules of the fandoms is decorating a room with multiple uses as the fandom you like and there is someone else who has a different favorite fandom, the person declared war, fought with pranks. [completely made up] Brady declared war on me and you're going to help me." Lanny now looked a little less unpleasant because he just was offered a job in a war against King Brady, in which nobody would notice if a prank goes wrong and accidentally kills the king. He grinned at the monkey-boy.
"Count me in!"
Boz wanted to strike first after Brady declared this 'fantasy wars', as the King has dubbed it, opened, and that was exactly what he was going to do. After a lot of thinking, he had the perfect plan to scare the heck out of Brady. Right at the moment, he was waiting for Lanny to return with Shelob.
No, Boz didn't want to send a big spider to Brady and Mikayla, he'd never do that to her. No, they'd wait for Brady to make a walk and according to Lanny, Brady would walk this path he was standing next to, in the bushes, out of sight of anyone walking there. It wouldn't be a real spider, but a fake one – Lanny was just picking up the fake spider to place it on Brady's route. That way, Brady wouldn't be in danger.
Lanny would have had trouble with finding Boz if he hadn't known where the redhead was hiding. And when he suddenly felt Lanny sitting next to him – man, that hobbit should really stop acting like a ninja – but controlled these emotions and faced the prince of Kinkow, "So, is Shelob in place?" Lanny nodded, and a creepy smile appeared on his face. Boz didn't exactly trust this smile, but couldn't speak up because Lanny interrupted him before he could even speak.
"Yes, she's there! When Brady sees it, he'll scream like a little girl. Oh, there he comes!" Now Boz wanted to tell Lanny it better not be a real spider, but he couldn't because he might ruin the surprise for Brady, who now walked past them. The King just passed them without noticing them. That is when Boz's sensitive ears picked it up; the sound of a dangerous tarantula was heard, inaudible for Lanny and the unsuspecting King.
"You took a real spider!?" Boz hissed and before Lanny could answer, a high-pitched scream was heard. Said high-pitched scream belonged to one Brady Parker, who now ran away in the opposite direction, away from the beast that apparently chased him. When the hobbit noticed Bozomir was looking at him, he faked his surprise.
"Oh no!" Lanny gasped, "I must have taken a real spider by accident!"
"Such things don't happen 'by accident'!" Boz yelled and they jumped up out of their hiding place. Lanny ran away, like Brady, but Boz stayed to look at the gigantic beast Lanny brought here. He watched it, but eventually Bozomir drew his sword (a replica of Boromir's). One cannot simply walk away from danger, even if it meant helping a Dwarf named Brady to get rid of a nasty spider.
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After Boz finally had brought the spider back to the Dark Side, he realized he had been busy for two hours with that darned Shelob! He really needed a plan for the next prank. There would be no doubt it gained Brady some time to plan something to scare him with. He had o idea what it could be and to be honest, there was much more inspiration in pranks from the Dwarf's fandom than his one.
When he was almost home, he stood face to face with a baby dragon. It had to be a young baby, why else would it be so small? Later he'd see the grey skin and the horned tail, but for now he was focusing on its head. Without looking away, Boz drew his sword.
"At last," he spoke, "father will be pleased when I return with a dragon's head, and I will be known as the Slayer of Smaug." He thought Boromir would say this when faced with a dragon who didn't do anything. However, the moment was ruined when the Dwarf spoke.
"It's a Hungarian Horntail, the most terrifying thing you've ever seen in your life!" Brady shouted, and Boz sighed irritated. He could've known it was Brady's; he knew dragons were common in Potter's world. Too bad that Hungarian Horntail wasn't Smaug. Boz took his sword anyway and started to destroy the dragon in front of him.
"Hey, stop it! What are you doing?" Brady shouted again.
"You ruined the moment!" Boz yelled back, "and as Bozomir, son of Denethor, I must stay in my role and I have to slay this dragon to ensure the safety of Gondor." and he continued to cut the dragon to small pieces. Mikayla – dressed up like Hermoine Granger – walked by and they started to talk about a lot when she actually helped destroying the stupid dragon.
Brady went way farther with these wars than Boz was.
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Brady was walking around at the palace. He had fled his dragon when Boz had decided it was better to destroy it so he could ensure Gondor's safety. He didn't know who Gondor was, but no doubt he'd be meeting this guy soon.
He was already developing another plan. Maybe Lanny could get him to a Dirt Fairy who had to help him because he was a king and they had to do what he said. No doubt Lanny also made sure there was a grandchild of Aragog, not a fake one, who attacked him, then Lanny must also help his king to defeat that idiot and win these fantasy wars and prove Harry Potter is better than a stupid ring!
He stayed around in the castle, but he found a surprise in the throne room. There sat a naked small dude with only one piece of cloth to cover up his manly parts. He was bowing through his knees, looked like he could live on a garbage, and his head was bowed down, too. And there was one creepy word repeated all those time. "Precious."
he tried to walk away, but the creep heard him. He looked up, and Brady jumped up by seeing its ugly face with the big eyes, sharp teeth, maniacal look in the eyes and the bald head. The creature crawled closer, saying words he couldn't understand, but he did hiss a lot and the s came back a lot.
It was the creepiest when the creature started to produce a sound he could not identify. "Gollum! Gollum!" So it went. Brady backed away from the creature, unsure what to do about this weirdo. He was scared enough to forget to call the guards. This creature crawled away, walking on hands and feet, never looking away from the scared King.
"My precious!" it screamed. That was enough for Brady to run to his safe room, where the creature wouldn't follow him. He only didn't realize it didn't follow him, but it laughed, got up and Boz came down from the chandelier, also laughing.
"You were awesome, Teagan!" Boz said to the actor of 'Gollum', "I couldn't have done it better myself, almost as good as Andy Serkis! And I've got it all on tape." He looked at the camera, filming Brady's reaction when it had happened. Teagan got up and looked at the footage.
"Can you copy that and send it to me?" he asked, and Boz nodded.
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When Boz entered the plaza, he saw Brady sitting there, on a chair at a table with a chess board. All the pieces were set and another chair was ready. Brady looked at Boz with a challenging look, and Boz couldn't refuse that offer to humiliate the King by winning with chess. He was the best at it. Well, he didn't know how good Brady was, but at least Boz was better than Boomer.
Boz sat down the chair and Brady started to talk. "Okay. You're the black pieces, I'm the white ones and white always begins. Prepare to lose!" Brady laughed an evil laugh – or he tried to because he wasn't that good – and he scratched his throat.
"Pawn E2 to E4." Brady said, and Boz looked up, surprised. He'd better pick up that pawn instead of talking to it. Instead, he now got what Brady was planning – he wanted to beat Boz with Wizard Chess. The pawn moved to the place he was assigned to.
Now Boz wondered if this was like the real Wizard Chess. There was only one way to find out… "Pawn D7 to D5." He watched the pawn move to the assigned place, and Brady smirked.
"Pawn E4 to D5." and indeed, the white pawn smashed the black pawn to little pieces. Boz looked up at Brady, who was looking like he just won the lottery. Boz then sighed.
"Really? Is that your next move in our war? A game of chess?" Brady smirked, and Boz immediately distrusted it. There couldn't be any good with this. There had to be a catch.
"It's Wizard Chess, Boz, everything can happen!" Brady had been right. At the end of the game, Boz had to withdraw and Brady automatically won. And Boz had to withdraw because the pieces had started to attack him when he was winning. You have to be honest; Boz couldn't exactly be to blame, but after at least half an hour, he had destroyed all of the pieces so they wouldn't hurt him anymore.
That had been the catch. They would attack him and force him to withdraw from the game.
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Brady had another great plan! He'd scare Boz with the costume of a Dementor! When he'd see that, the wars between them would have ended and Brady Potter would have come out victorious. Mikayla didn't want to aid him, because she was too busy with her dad, but that didn't matter. He had the costume, so it was time to scare the redhead.
He had not expected to cross the path of another Dementor. They stood still, and examined the figure in front of them, even though it was hard with the long cowl covering their face. Brady did see a few things which were odd for a Dementor. The cowl wasn't as long and you could clearly see Boz's face. He also wore iron gloves and had a longsword with him, different from the one he's been carrying around.
"Dude, worst Dementor costume ever!" Brady commented, and Boz sighed.
"I'm not a Dementor! I'm something way cooler: I'm a Nazgul!" This was the beginning of a long discussion about the differences and the similarities between the Nazgul and Dementors.
"What's that?"
"It's a ringwraith!"
"I'm still not following you. Could you use words I do understand?"
Boz sighed, "It a servant of the dark! And, like I said earlier, they are way cooler than Dementors."
"No, they're not!" Brady said, "Can that thing suck the soul out of a human by kissing it?"
"No, but they show more commitment to their task than Dementors, that's for sure."
"More commitment? Because of the Dementors, prisoners can't escape from Azkaban."
"That can be, but do your Dementors ever feel where the prisoners are when they escape? They don't, I think," Boz reasoned, "My Nazgul are committed to finding the Ring, and they won't rest until their job is done! They feel the Ring when it is used, they know where to go without a map. Do those Dementors have something like that?"
"They don't," Brady admitted, "but they do have something more impressive. They feed on your happiest moment, until only the worst of your experiences stay. You'll feel like you're never going to be happy again … they leave sadness, misery and desperation. They are nobody's slaves, unlike your ring-thingies, and they are one of the most powerful beings in the world, if you understand its power."
this discussion took at least three hours before it was finished, and what you just read was the beginning of what they had said after they met a copy of their idea on their route.
"Okay," Brady began talking to Mikayla while they were in the throne room. "Who has any more ideas?" After the meeting between Dementor and Nazgûl, Brady retreated to the palace, where Mikayla was waiting for him to come back. He had dumped the long black cloak (which was extremely hot in combination with the ever shining sun) and had returned to the castle after he had spied on Boz. His opponent had been talking about needing a Balrog to win, and after he had paid people to tell him what 'Balrog' meant, he knew he needed a very big creature as well. And Mikayla, having seen most of the Potter movies, could help him plan the final stage of the Fantasy Wars.
Mikayla sighed, "Brady, just stop it! This is incredibly ridiculous!"
"No, it's not!" he replied, "it's not ridiculous. And I'll only stop when Boz tells me I've won! But to win, I will need something big, something scary, something very, very dangerous …do you have by any chance a chicken egg and a toad?" Mikayla looked at him, a disgusting look in her eyes.
"Why would you need that?"
"To make a Basilisk," he said, and Mikayla stood up. After she had rejected the idea of having a troll kidnap Boz, they had agreed to use nothing as big as that troll Brady had in mind. The two things together could create the end of Kinkow, and she would not allow Brady to have any more thoughts like that. "That's it!" she shouted, and Brady looked surprised.
"What? Is it a little over the top?" Mikayla sighed out of despair.
"A little? More like a lot! Brady, I will not allow you to destroy this island so you and Boz can fight in this stupid fantasy wars or whatever you call it!"
"Wow," Brady reacted, "Mikayla, I…"
"Don't you see you'll be endangering this island? And if that snake can swim, the whole world is doomed! So just stop with this war, and have it end with a tie! Than neither of you lost."A silence fell upon the two. Brady began to think of the words Mikayla used to make him understand how dangerous it could be. And eventually those words sank in, and Brady realized he might have gone a little too far to settle their argument.
"You're right," he eventually said, "I'll stop. I was running out of ideas anyway." He added. Mikayla rolled her eyes and they were just about to walk out of the room, when Mason suddenly entered the room. He was saying something to Brady about not continuing the war. Mason kept on talking until Mikayla could silence him with one loud 'dad!'.
"I already told Brady not to continue," she said, and Mason sighed.
"Glad to hear that!" he said, relieved, "Right now, Boomer's on his way to Boz and Lanny to try and convince them to stop this as well." Brady started to get a little nervous for no apparent reason. He scratched the back of his neck while approaching the Royal Advisor.
"Ehm, where exactly are Boz and Lanny now?"
"Outside the palace. Why do you ask?" Mason was getting suspicious with the way Brady so suddenly was acting. Before Brady could even say why he asked, a high-pitched scream was heard, by the thee identified to be Boomer. They all ran outside and when they were out of the safe palace walls, they saw nothing but giant tracks of feet and some trees pushed out of the way. They could faintly hear how Boomer continued to scream for help.
Not much later Lanny and Boz appeared, Boz having drawn his machete (which he had called his sword throughout the wars) also looked very anxious. He looked surprised.
"I thought I heard Boomer scream. I don't know why, but if he's in danger, I'll go after him!" Mason, Boz and Lanny had no idea what had happened to Boomer – but Lanny was hopeful they'd never see Boomer again – but Mikayla was guessing Brady was the culprit. She looked at hi, and he sheepishly grinned. Oh no…
"Brady, what did you do?" Mikayla asked, drawing the attention of the three others. He shrugged.
"I had already placed a troll outside to get Boz." he admitted, and Mikayla sighed. Even if they were just sharing ideas, he had already made sure a troll was in place? Unbelievable! Boz sighed.
"A troll? You have a cave troll?" Boz sounded more jealous than worried, "How come I didn't think of that?" Brady shook his head and moved closer towards Boz.
"No, not a cave troll! There are no cave trolls! But the fifth movie does contain Hagrid's half-brother who is a mountain troll, and…"
"Stop it!" Mason silenced the two before it started another long discussion between the two. "Boomer is in danger and you're discussing several troll species?" Boz and Brady hung their heads in shame. Mason was right. They shouldn't be discussing, they should be trying to rescue Boomer from that troll that was supposed to take Boz. Eventually, Boz looked up, having made a decision.
"Fear not, wizard," Boz said in a way Boromir would have said it, "I will help you find your companion. I am trained to follow tracks of creatures and I will sure find him." he stopped because everyone was staring at him. "Oh, we're not doing that anymore? Okay, got it. But I do know how to find Boomer. Look a those tracks, they're big and that scent…" he sniffed and coughed, "Yep, I'll find him. C'mon!" He ran away, following the tracks, following his nose. Soon three others followed him, and Boz already knew who stayed behind. If Lanny didn't want to find Boomer, Boz wouldn't stop him.
Besides, Lanny could do anything as long as it didn't endanger Brady and Boomer's positions as the Kings of Kinkow.
they ran for a long time, and Brady apparently had a problem with running non-stop for the last hour. That's why Mason had to carry him the last forty minutes of their travel to the lair of the troll, where they would hopefully find Boomer. Eventually, they were at the border with the Dark Side, and they found a cave. They stopped in front of it, and they looked at it.
"So it is a cave troll," Somehow, Boz managed to sound surprised. They looked at him, surprised, and it was clear he had t lead the way inside. He sighed and walked in, drawing his machete. Each step was put carefully and there was nothing his eyes and ears couldn't see or hear. That's why he was the first to notice Boomer was tied up in a corner behind a rock and if Boz hadn't seen him, they would have just passed Boz.
He signaled the Makoolas, and they nodded. They went straight to Boomer, untying him – the troll just put a rope around him without making a knot – and Brady stayed behind. Boz looked expectantly at the king, trying not to make any sound. They didn't know what to expect in the cave, but there was no way Boz would be going in there all alone.
"I wanna stay with Boomer!" Brady whined, and Boz tried to hush him. He needed to shut up so they could approach the monster. But before Brady could get away, Boz grabbed him with his collar and yanked him towards the danger. He was a king of Kinkow, this meant he should become a man before the island killed him. Slowly, they approached the monster until they saw him. He was three meters tall, but for now lay on the ground.
"So, what do we do?" Boz whispered to Brady, who shrugged.
"Why should I know? Lanny's making the plans!" Boz sighed.
"You come up with great ideas the past days. You can sure make one last effort. Just tell me what to do and I'll tell you what to do." Brady nodded. He understood what Boz was asking for, but he didn't know why Boz wanted him to make a genius plan which could save his life.
"Okay then," Brady said, and he started thinking, "You climb on top of him and you stick your wand in its nose."
"No, that's disgusting." Boz immediately replied, not even wanting to think about him doing that, "Plus, I don't have a wand." Brady sighed and looked around. Just a minute ago, he'd thought he'd seen a piece of wood that looked like a giant bat which Boz would easily be able to carry. "Or you just climb on its back and hit him hard with this." He gave Boz the piece of wood, and he picked it up as if it was nothing, unlike Brady.
Too bad the troll just stood up and noticed the two intruders. He did not like intruders, and especially not when he was lured out of his cave to the Light Side. He just wanted peace and to obtain this, he grabbed the first human he could see, took hi to his cave and tied him up so he wouldn't be a problem. But now, two other humans have come into his cave, and that was just too much for this simple cave troll.
It roared a monstrous roar and Brady screamed. "Distract it!" Boz yelled as he ran past him. Luckily, Brady screaming was enough distraction already so Boz could easily get behind the monster unharmed. Now, he only needed to get on its back. Boz saw no other option than to run to the giant and jump on him. He almost slid down again, but he could just grab the skin of the troll. Climbing up was harder than jumping on it, because it knew it might be in danger and started doing wild things with its arms, legs and everything in between. It almost grabbed Boz before he reached the top, and now Boz' heart was beating faster. What have I done? Was the thought occupying his mind.
The giant decided that slamming the back in the wall could help, and so he ran backwards. Boz got it right on time and he jumped off right on time. The troll hit the wall at full force and, making sure the piece of wood wasn't a waste, he threw the 'bat' at its head. It hit the giant, who slumped back into an unconscious state. Quickly, Brady and Boz ran away from the troll.
They met up with Mikayla, Mason and Boomer outside the cave. "What happened in there?" Boomer asked, worried about his brother and best friend. Brady answered.
"Boz pulled me into a fight with that thing that took you." Brady panted. He then looked at Brady and started to shout. "Why did you need to fight that thing? All we could have done was to get Boomer and get outta here!" Boz grinned.
"To be honest… I've always wanted to fight a cave troll." He had no regrets whatsoever, even if he could be dead by now. It was totally worth it. The five walked back to the castle and in the meantime, Brady and Boz declared the fantasy wars ended. There would be no conflicts about that whatsoever anymore, because the next three nights before going to bed, they watched the three movies about the Hobbits, men and the Ring. Brady earned respect for the series, and they two lived happily ever after until the end of their days.
This is dedicated to those who have died in any war imaginable.