I am not kidding when I say that this one took a long time. I worked especially hard on this one, and I really hope you all like it, even though I found it a little weird to read myself. So, without further ado, this is "Six of Dreams", by popsicleicecream795. Enjoy!
The heroes of the Dragon Quest series; a hearty bunch of young men with hearts of gold, nerves of steel, and the weapon prowess of individuals twice their age.
Across time, these heroes worked together with people from all over their worlds, trying to take down their respective villains in one fashion or another.
Four of these eleven heroes were chosen to compete in the greatest tournament known to beings across the multiverse: Super Smash Brothers.
These four heroes, all as strong and capable as you would think, were about as different as individuals could get.
You have the diligent, respectful, loyal Prince of Dundrasil Elliot, who, alongside his group of friends, saved his homeland of Erdrea from the darkness lurking within it by defeating the Lord of Shadows, Mordegon.
The stoic, strong-minded, fierce warrior of old, known across time as Erdrick; he singlehandedly slayed the Demon Lord Zoma, saving both his home of Aliahan and the dark world of Alefgard from eternal suffering.
The inquisitive, courageous, intelligent half-Zenithian soldier Solo, who travelled the world in search of a team that could restore the humanity of Psaro Banesword, Master of Monsters, who's heart was twisted with the grief of his lost loved one.
Or the happy-go-lucky, gentle, observant royal guard captain Jonathan, who took on the problem that turned his beloved Trodain into a ghost town: the evil jester Dhoulmagus, under the control of the maniacal Lord Rhapthorne.
But these are not the only heroes you will encounter if you were to ever visit Smash.
In fact, there are seven more heroes that reside in the mansion, though they are far less heard of.
They appear for a moment, so that the hero on the battlefield may perform a single Gigaslash attack.
Names? Yes, their names.
Alef, determined and steadfast, lead the Dragon Quest heroes that did not fight in matches with a poised grace and quiet dignity that was unparalleled by even the most successful of leaders.
Aren, just and headstrong, was just as capable of leading as his ancestor did for Alefgard; while the quiet dignity of his comrade was somewhat lost when he led, Aren could still lead a group of individuals to great things.
Abel, patient and understanding, had a knack for animals and a pair of wonderfully kind eyes that could calm any soul, no matter how enraged.
Arus, perseverant and spry, had more energy than a powerplant and wasn't afraid to show the world his skills and talents, especially those who underestimated him because of his age and height.
Justin, a boy of integrity and creativity, simply couldn't resist going to help someone in need. As a Celestrian, it was in his DNA to help those that needed it.
Andrew, unbreakable and brave, never backed down from a challenge, and would always make sure that karma collected its debt if someone wronged him or those close to him, such as Justin.
Then, there was Will.
Will, kind and insightful, was much more important to this realm than most people might think.
Will, unlike nearly everyone in Smash, had a very special set of abilities that could assist him a very special task. That task was bestowed upon him by Master Hand himself when he arrived at the mansion alongside his ancestors and descendants.
A set of abilities and tasks that made him a prime target for people that wished to darken the hearts of heroes like him.
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"Man, what a day!' Bass chuckled, hoisting Arus onto a chair that was entirely too tall for the 10-year-old hero, 'you guys doing alright?"
Several grunts of approval rang out across the table; there were only two exceptions.
Alef never seemed to like speaking at the table (or speaking in general), which was a little odd, considering that his voice was, naturally, very loud, and he was the leader.
The other exception was Will, contemplating what task laid ahead of him that night. 'This is going to be a doozy, that's for sure', he thought, twirling the fork around the red-sauce coated pasta, barely touched since when he sat down, 'Master Hand sure does have a lot of faith in me. I wonder-'
"Mr. Will?" Paula's voice snapped Will out of his daydream, and he looked down at the young PSI user in mild worry, just in case he had missed something important. "Yes? Sorry about that, just dozed off for a bit", he explained, a kind, genuine look about him.
"The spaghetti on you plate looks mostly uneaten. Is something the matter, Mr. Will?" "No, nothing's wrong, Ms. Paula', Will reassured her, 'just lost in thought, that's all. Don't worry, this spaghetti's still my favorite".
Back in Snowdin, the Great Papyrus sneezed.
Dinner passed in a blur and before Will knew it, plates were being picked up, and everyone was getting ready to head back to their rooms for the night.
"Have an excellent rest of your evening, everyone', X wished the cameo characters will, 'get a good night's rest. Tomorrow's bound to be better than today".
The heroes made their way back to their quarters, Bass in tow because X kicked him out for being obnoxious, in the same order they always went in: Alef leading the way, Aren right behind him, followed by Abel holding a book, then Will, this time with Arus on his shoulders, Justin skipped along behind him, and Andrew held up the rear most of the time, but Bass took that job for the night.
When the heroes reached their destination, Bass, joined by Treble, took off for a nearby couch to catch some zees. "See you in the a.m., my boys, and Andrew", Bass smirked as he left and Alef opened the door to the room marked, "Dragon Quest Heroes".
Andrew smiled at the compliment that Bass his in his departure. They weren't complimented too often.
Clothes were changed, teeth were brushed, a couple of showers were taken (it took Aren an eternity, as per usual), and beds began to fill with their respective people. Seven beds, for seven heroes, and all but one was filled that night.
The only exception was Alef, who began his evening guard duty. Will never quite understood why he did that, he didn't have to, but he guessed that Alef was a little paranoid about Goku and the like.
"Have a good night's rest, everyone", Aren sleepily told the group.
"Night", Justin mumbled, mashed into the pillow on his bed.
"Good night to you too, Aren", Abel absentmindedly faltered, his face in a book he was reading.
"Arus, are you still awake?" Justin added on. He got no response. Only the distant snoring of the seventh hero, who was out cold.
"Don't let the bedbugs bite, you guys", Andrew chuckled, looking at Aren with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"You too, Andrew', Aren smirked before turning to look at Will, who was sitting up in bed with a strange look on his face, 'Will, are you doing alright?" The Prince of Somnia shook his head, brushing his soft, aquamarine hair out of his face.
"I'm fine', he smiled warmly, if a little nervously, 'just thinking". "Alright, just try to be asleep before Alef gets back, you know how worried he already is", Aren warned him.
Will sighed softly; he knew that wasn't going to happen, it couldn't happen, because he had a job to do. All he had to do for now was lay in bed and wait for Alef to get back to he could get started on his mission. Abel would be out long before then, so Will didn't worry too much.
Forty-five minutes of drowning in his own thoughts later, the door creaked open, and Will heard the soft thuds of Alef's metal boots across the carpeted floor. The warrior was mumbling something to himself, but Will couldn't comprehend what he was saying. He seemed very uneasy, even for him.
Thankfully, Alef was in bed and out cold in less than ten minutes.
'He must've been really tired', Will thought, silently slipping out of bed, 'well, I hope you sleep well for once, Alef. I'll be sure to check on you tonight'.
Will silently put his day-to-day tunic back on, and he raced out the door and down the long, dark corridors of the FSC Area. They seemed much larger at night than it did during daylight hours. Of course, that didn't matter too much to Will; he wasn't afraid of the dark.
A few hallways travelled, a couple of corners rounded, and Will reached the door to the outside, exactly where he needed to be. 'Will, once you go out this door, you are going through with this. You've done this a couple times before; you can do it again. Let's go', the hero thought, turning his key in the lock, and pushing the double doors wide open.
The cool, refreshing night air hit Will in the face mere moments after the door shut behind him, a sense of serenity washing over him. The sky was dark with shining stars that twinkled in an unfathomable rhythm, and Will smiled at them, trying to calm his nerves which were jumping around inside him like a fighter with Bunny Ears.
He took a deep breath and looked toward a hill in the distance. On top of said hill, there was a small well; cobblestone base adorned with moss, and a little navy blue-shingled roof held up by two aged wooden beams.
As Will made his way over to the well, these details made themselves clearer, and told of the mere age of the object.
Will climbed the hill, a perseverant look gilding his face like paint on a canvas, anticipating the task ahead. The hero took a final step, and reached the top of the hill, staring down into the well; instead of water, there was a strange purple circle at the very bottom of the well.
See, this was no ordinary well, if you couldn't already tell; it was a portal. A portal to a different world.
A world only Will could access.
"Revelation Well, I have arrived', Will spoke into the well as if it were an old friend, 'Master Hand has informed me of your plight once again, and I have come to help you. May I pass?"
'You may, dearest Will', a mysterious voice filled Will's head, and the purple circle at the bottom of the Revelation Well began to swirl into a spiral, opening a portal into another world.
'Go, my young friend, and complete the assignment you were given', the well exclaimed calmly. Will brought hit foot up to the rim of the well and pulled himself up onto it.
Crouching, he stared into the purple spiral beneath him, took a deep breath for reassurance, and silently slipped into the well. Will shut his eyes to block out the bright light around him, falling a little more quickly than he was used to.
'Here we go, Will', the hero told himself, 'let's get to work'. As he finished his thought, Will's feet touched solid ground, making his confidence rise a little.
He opened his eyes and gazed upon the vast expanse of the new world around him:
The Dream World. A pink expanse, created by the dreams and fantasies of the residents of Smash, dotted with little platforms, each with a crystal sphere on top of it, representing the souls and minds of the mansion's inhabitants.
The multicolored balls were shining with their own special light, unique to them and them alone.
This world's history dated back millenia, but it was only recently discovered with the addition of some more fighters.
Created by the existence of the Fountain of Dreams, this world guarded everyone's minds while they slept, making sure that the sleep they got was restful and peaceful.
Unfortunately, some people, such as Goku, could find a way to bypass the security that the fountain provided, and Master Hand had noticed that the fountain's magic wasn't absolute, and could be threatened by outside forces.
So, he began to look for someone who could travel into the Dream World to help the fountain protect the residents of the mansion. There was only one fighter and one assist trophy that could travel to and from the Dream World: Rosalina and Starfy.
Rosalina couldn't do it because she watched over the stars, and Starfy was barely older than Kirby, was far less powerful, and had the intelligence of your average 6-year-old. That would lead to disaster.
Master Hand began to get worried that without another line of defense, the Fountain of Dreams could run the risk of being corrupted, or worse, destroyed, so the search for someone to fill the role of Dream Guardian became progressively more intense, and increasingly fruitless.
Then Will arrived along with the other heroes.
Master Hand learned of Will's adventures alongside Carver, Milly, Ashlynn, Nevan, Terry, and Amos, and realized that the young man could access the Dream World, was smart enough to know what he was doing, and was powerful enough to take on the vast majority of things he would be up against.
Master Hand had called Will many moons ago and informed him of his new duty, showed him the ropes over time, and every Friday night, Will had been travelling to the Dream World to fight threats to the Fountain of Dreams.
This time should be no different than the others, I hope', Will hoped.
He began to walk the halls created by the plinths, examining each orb carefully to see who needed help that night.
A short while of walking, and something caught Will's eye: a black star had formed on top of one of the spheres. This orb was a silver color, like Milly's headdress, and the plaque on the pedestal read, "Lucina".
Inside, a young blue-haired girl, no older than five or six, was being threatened by an army of the undead, chasing after her relentlessly. Will placed his hand on the orb and announced, "Lucina, I'm coming to help you!"
Will was turned to sparkles and transported into the sphere. He landed on a war-torn battlefield; dead bodies were strewn as far as the eye could see.
The mob of monsters were doing a terrible job of making sure their mission stayed hidden from Will, so he drew his sword, and charged after the undead creatures threatening the little girl.
"Zap!" he cried, sending a bolt of lightning down onto the zombies, making most of them disintegrate to dust. The little girl turned to look at Will as he dealt with the few remaining enemies on the battlefield.
As the final one fell, and the girl approached him. "Thank you, mister', she acknowledged Will, giving him a pat on the leg, 'that was really nice of you."
"It's my job, little miss', Will smiled, kneeling to the young lady's level, 'I'm glad I could help you. My name is Will. What's your name?"
"I'm Lucina', she squealed, 'now, I have to go find my mummy and daddy. Bye, Mr. Will!" Lucina ran off in search of her parents, and Will was forcefully ejected from her dream, back into the Dream World.
'Another nightmare resolved', Will smiled, going along his way, 'I should really stop being so nervous about this. I'm pretty good, if I do say so myself'.
The next black star was on an orb with a dais marked with the name, "Alucard". Upon peering into the orb, Will saw Alucard and his father Dracula preparing to do battle, and judging by the black star that was boarded into the glass ball, Will knew that something was bound to go wrong.
"Don't worry, Alucard', Will promised, 'I'm coming!" Will's hand touched the orb, and he jumped inside Alucard's dream.
Inside, Will hid behind a nearby pillar, waiting for a chance to jump in and save the day, or night, or the symphony of the night.
"Father", Alucard coughed into a closed fist, glaring at Lord Dracula with intense eyes.
"Well met, my son! It's been a long time", Dracula chuckled, taking a sip from his wine glass.
Alucard was never one for humor, unfortunately, and didn't take his father's interpretation of the situation too well. "I was hoping we would never see each other again', the dhampir grimaced, 'I can't allow you to leave here, father".
Will peered from the side by his pillar, nervous that Dracula would see him, but intrigued by the conversation. "You have ever been the ally of humans', Dracula scowled, running his finger along the rim of his glass of red wine, or blood, 'Have you forgotten what they did to your mother?"
Will could tell that Alucard hated the response, but knew he was going to receive it anyway. "You think I would forget such a thing?' Alucard barked, slightly offended, 'No, but neither do I seek revenge against them."
Dracula and Will could both tell with ease that the former was getting nowhere with convincing Alucard to turn his back on humanity. "Still uttering the same nonsense. No matter', Dracula cooed expectantly, gesturing Alucard to come toward him with a single finger, 'Now is the time to put aside your weak human side and join me in remaking this world!"
Will could see it in the dhampir's eyes; Alucard was seeing through crimson lenses, but kept it well hidden behind a wall of calm, cool, and collected. In one, singular bout of anger, he shouted, "Dracula, in the name of my mother, I will defeat you again!"
With the look of a deceitful fox on his face, Dracula approached Alucard on what appeared to be a demonic throne, and cried, "Behold my true form and despair!" A large monstrous abomination descended from the ceiling, and Alucard immediately began to attack any point he could reach.
Will couldn't help but be a tad in awe at how fluid Alucard's attacks were, poised and ridiculously quick. He was like Ashlynn in that regard.
After a while, Will started to feel confused. 'Alucard's doing great', he thought as the battle raged on, 'why was I called here if the dream is going well?'
As if on cue, a random black tentacle burst from the ceiling and wrapped around Alucard, binding his arms to his sides, causing his sword to go flying across the arena. 'Oh! That's not right!' Will shuddered, a shocked look briefly crossing his face. Taking a deep breath, the young hero drew his sword, and lunged at the ominous black tentacle.
"I've got you, Alucard!" Will and Dracula screamed in unison. "Wait, what?!" Dracula immediately shouted afterward. But by that point, the tentacle, Alucard, and Will were on the ground, and the latter two were ready to continue the fight.
"Who are you?" Alucard asked, retrieving his sword from the floor. "That's not important, Dracula is. Let's do this!" Will cried, casting Heal on Alucard.
The two turned to face Dracula, who began to attack again, and started to whittle him down like a wooden toy. His attacks flew like birds in the air, but Alucard was faster, and what Will couldn't dodge, he could block with a shield that was about the size of a dinner plate.
'Once Dracula goes down, I should be ejected', Will thought, backing away to let Alucard deal the last few blows, and the dhampir did just that. Will couldn't stay long enough to see Dracula perish; he was launched from Alucard's dream, just like he was from Lucina's, but he was glad that Alucard was alright.
Will paced the halls, looking for more dreams to assist, but coming up short by a longshot. "Huh, that's odd', he mumbled to himself, 'tonight seems pretty peaceful, is there- Alef!"
Will raced over to his friends' soul spheres, each one radiating a color that Will knew all too well: Alef's was red, Andrew's was orange, Justin's was dark blue, his was purple, Arus's was green, Aren's was yellow, and Abel's was light blue.
Will always thought that Abel's soul sphere would be purple, seeing as his outfit was that color, but he guessed wrong.
He gazed into Alef's orb, and found no black stars, much to Will's delight. Instead, he saw something very interesting.
Inside it, Alef was a young boy again, no older than 9, trouncing some other boy while sword fighting with wooden sticks. Will ran his fingers over Alef's soul orb, merely listening in on what was going on.
"Great Loto, Alef, how are you such a good warrior?" the boy asked, standing up. "Practice, Juste. Practice makes better. That's what my father always said", Alef replied, dusting off his sword.
"I've practiced too', another young boy boasted proudly, 'I will defeat you, Alef!" "Alright, then', Alef nodded, 'I accept your challenge, Maurice." The two of them shook hands, took their positions, and Juste cried, "Both sides are ready, set, en garde!"
Juste took multiple steps back, and Will began to survey the action. Maurice was fast, but Alef was much, much faster. He bobbed and weaved around his opponent, and before too long, Maurice's sword flew across the play yard.
Moments after, Maurice was on the ground, Alef standing over him, sword to his neck. "Good match, Maurice', Alef took some steps away from his opponent, 'good match".
"I want a rematch, Alef!" Maurice cried in earnest. "Me too!' Juste agreed, 'I bet I can beat you this time!" "Not now, you two', Alef answered in the same dignified manor he spoke to Bass with, 'Mother and Gregory are bound to call me to supper sooner or later".
"I thought your mother married that man', Maurice questioned, a tad confused, 'why not call him father?" "Because that man will never be Father. That man is his replacement, and that should not have been the case!" Alef snapped back in a harsh tone.
The other boys recoiled for a moment, and then understood what their friend was going through. "Forgive my outburst, that was uncalled for', Alef apologized, 'I just cannot accept that my birth father ran away because my mother was found with Gregory in that inn in Cantlin".
"It's alright, my friend', Juste smiled, placing his hand on young Alef's shoulder, 'all is forgiven. Anger's normal, ain't it?" Alef cracked a small smile, turning to say something else, only for another, female voice to go, "Alef, supper time!"
"Well, that's all the time we have for today, my friends', Alef waved Juste and Maurice goodbye, 'see you tomorrow". Alef took off toward a small cottage in the distance, and the dream clouded before Will could see anymore.
"Alef, I won't tell a soul about that, I promise", Will grinned at the globe, taking his hand off it and continuing his rounds. As the night grew older, Will began to suspect that his work was done, when something caught his eye: another star.
But this one wasn't black… it was a sickly shade of green.
Will took one look at the name on the plaque, and nearly shouted in shock. "No, NO! This can't be! Rosalina banished him alongside Goku, right?!" Will worried, hesitating to touch the orb and solve the problem.
'I hope this is a good idea', he thought. With serious hesitation, Will placed his hand on the orb, and let the sparkles take him inside.
The interior of the orb was very dark; the only light Will could see was a glowing blue sigil to his left. Will didn't look at it for too long, worried it would lull him into a trance or something, and began to move forward, sword and shield in hand.
"Hello?' he called into the void, 'is somebody there?" "Yes, there is!" a loud, booming voice echoed through the darkness. That voice was all too familiar to someone with a reputation like Will. "What are you doing here? You're supposed to be trapped on Planet Invidia', Will asked the disembodied voice, 'how are you here?!"
"I'm not truly here, only an apparition, lurking at the back of this little dream device', the voice grew louder, 'and I need your help, slayer of Murdaw. Your help to return to Smash Brothers and take back what is my comrade's".
"I know exactly what you want from the Legendary Erdrick. All the heroes do. I will not help you if that is your end goal", Will made that very clear.
"You make it sound like you have a choice!' the voice grew louder still, 'you cannot leave until you have completed your goal. I will keep you trapped here for all eternity unless you choose to help me".
Now Will was in a bind. He couldn't see his opponent in the pitch-black area, and if what the voice had said was true, there was no way out without putting Erdrick in danger. "I will not rest until I have escaped, Frieza!" Will cried, swinging his sword from side to side.
"Do you expect to fight something you can't even feel? I'm not even there! You can't hit me!" Frieza taunted Will. "I know I can't see you now', Will smirked, feeling around in his pocket, 'but I've dealt with this kind of problem before".
Drawing the Mirror of Ra from his inventory, Will turned the mirror towards the sigil, turning it back into its original form: the Mewtwo-esque Frieza. "I must admit, you're clever, Will', Frieza snarled, 'but you're still stuck here".
"No, I'm not', Will explained, 'I've completed my task. I've revealed who you truly are; in this case, I can leave whenever I want, but I won't". "If you're so capable of freeing yourself, then why are you still here', Frieza smirked, jabbing a cocky fingered at the blue-haired hero.
"See I have a revelation for you, Frieza', Will suddenly shot, 'You can't take on one of us and expect to win so easily. Dream Zap!"
A burst of purple-pink lightning, unlike any that a hero before or after him could use, flew from Will's arms like a dragon, forcing Frieza back through the sigil, back to Planet Invidia.
"Woah!" Will yelped as he was forcefully shot out of the orb once more. The Fountain of Dreams shined with calming light, thanking the hero for his work protecting her.
"Thank you too, Fountain", Will chuckled, making his way back to the Revelation Well. A golden rope stood where the fountain was supposed to be, and the moment Will took the rope, he was dragged upwards through the roof of the Dream World, back up through the realm, into the Real World.
"What a night that was', Will giggled as he climbed up and out of the well, 'Frieza. Rosalina and Master Hand will never believe me." He nearly skipped across the lawn, his steel-toe boots barely touching the ground.
Will scrambled inside, hoping that none of his friends were awake yet, glancing at a digital clock that read 5 in the morning.
'Good, plenty of time', he thought, 'Alef shouldn't even be up yet'. Will skidded to a stop at the Heroes' quarters, and silently opened the door. To his relief each hero was still asleep, snuggled comfortably in their sheets; even Alef seemed more peaceful than usual.
Will changed into a pair of pajamas he found on the ground, crept under the covers of his bed, shut his eyes, and tried to get some sleep before 8, when everyone usually got up (except for Arus; he got up whenever Abel dragged him out of bed).
With a lot of luck, Will fell asleep at around 5:15, and woke up again at around 7:45 to the breakfast bell.
"Pancakes, everyone!" Paula's cheerful voice rang through the halls. "Pancakes!" Arus squealed, leaping out of bed, and dashing out the door. Pancake Saturdays and Pancake Saturdays alone were the only days that Arus was awake before 8 in the morning.
Will sleepily slipped out of bed as Bass threw the door open. "Rise and shine, my guys!" he yelled, a big smirk adorning his cocky face.
"Good morning to you too, Bass", Abel sighed sleepily, grabbing a hair tie from his bedside table, and using it to tie his hair back into his signature messy ponytail. Justin and Andrew were awake and on Bass's shoulders in seconds.
Aren, who was somehow still asleep after Arus' squealing and Bass throwing the door open, was no longer when Bass decided it was a good idea to pull him up. "Get your princely butt out of bed, Middy Hall. It's Pancake Saturday, and you are not missing this", he demanded, hoisting a tired Aren into his arms.
Abel tied his turban and went to the bathroom to change out of his pajamas, and Bass turned to Will and said, "Let Alef wake up when he's ready; I know his nights are long and hard. Did you sleep okay?"
"Yes, I did!" the blue-haired hero smiled, going to wait outside the bathroom door for Abel to finish getting ready. Abel finished in a few minutes, and Will took a similar amount of time, but as Will turned to leave, that's when Alef woke up.
"Will, wait", he ordered calmly, making Will stop and turn to face his leader. "Yes, Alef?" Will asked, cocking his head to one side. Alef scooched out of bed, his fluffy blond hair tangled and crazy, and told his friend, "Funny thing, you were in my dreams last night".
"I was? What a coincidence!" Will chuckled, shrugging ever so slightly. 'Wait, no I wasn't', Will began to worry, 'I saw those kids, Juste and Maurice, playing with him. I wasn't there'. "No, that was not what I meant', Alef corrected himself, 'I mean, I was having my dream as per usual, but then the dream changed, and it was you using Ra's Mirror on Mewtwo".
Will's blood ran cold. 'How in the world did he see that?!' he thought, trying to keep a straight face despite all that was going through his head.
"Wait, not Mewtwo. Someone that looked like him. But, in any case, that was quite the battle you two had', Alef described, 'And you used this astronomical version of Zap, I've never seen anything quite like it. It was magenta, it had an enormous range, and it shoved Frieza- yes, that was his name -back through this blue portal behind him."
"Wow! What a dream!' Will exclaimed, his smiled widening, 'how did it end?" "It ended there, but it was truly a sight to behold', Alef finished, 'now, if you will excuse me, I must-"
"Alef, buddy, you're coming?' Bass suddenly appeared in the doorway, 'don't make me carry you there. That goes for you too, Tiny"
Alef turned around to put on his armor, only for Bass to scoop him up like a kitten. "No! You are not putting on your armor to eat pancakes, buddy. You are going to relax because I said so".
With that, Bass left the room, Alef in his arms like a baby. Will couldn't help but giggle as he followed suit, the smell of pancakes and syrup driving away anything that had to do with the night before.
And that was a good thing.
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