We grab a cake from a stand someone had set up. It's a sweet one but not so much that your teeth hurt. It was amazing. The sun had started to set when I finally was invited to see my new home. My stomach gurgling from a mix of anticipation and maybe to much cake. there was also a bit of emberassment, it's not everyday you meet new friends and having them do stuff for you and in my case it was the first time EVER.

All that said, I'm at all dissappointed. It's a beutiful house settled in a treestump. It was just as something from those picturebooks I had seen before. Everything apart from the stump itself was ornated and handmade, the doorhandle, the furniture, even the sink. I was stunned with emotion. I almost didn't dare touch anything afraid to break anything. I thank them profusedly until they eventually had to go back to their own places, but not before they were sure I'd be alright by myself. Soon after everyone left there was a knock on my door.

There was the thin guy with wild hair and goggles (I can't remembered his name and I feel bad for it) he's holding something. He gives it to me and I recognized that it was my missing shirt. I had gone and washed the other slothes while I was waiting for my house to be finished. I had asked Fawn about a good place to do so and she showed me a creek not to far away. Anyway, he tells me that it got left behind where we had first met and that he had gone back for it and had it washed as well.

"I figured you would miss it if it got lost somewhere."

"Thank you... ehr... sorry I seem to have forgotten your name." "(sorry)"

"Oh, Phineas T. kettletree esquire." He answer proudly not phased at all at my slip of the mind. I can't remember hearing that name at all before now, wich made me slightly more embarassed.

"...But everybody calls me Bobble." he adds making a little bow as he made his introduction offical.

"Well I thank thee Bobble for accuiring me my lost possessions, it is most appreciated." I say in my most courteous tone trying to properly respond to his polite mannerisms. however with a smile across my face that were sure to betray me. Oddly enough he seem to be onboard with my little game.

"T'was nothing my dear lady Affrey and now I will bid you a good night." he bow once again, I giggle slightly at this.

"A good night to you as well my dear Phineas." He blush slightly at hearing his real name, fortunatly the sunset made it hard to see. before he left he had one more thing to say.

"I like your shirt. The way you weaved it is quite skilled. You have talent."

I'd never thought of it in that way. I had once lived in the walls of an old ladys house. She had so many kids and grandchildren that she made and mended clothes for so I had just borrowed a few strands of yarn and copied her. I thank him and wave as he flew of to his place.

I place my old clothes in an empty drawer as it was to warm to use them here and these new clothes are really comfortable. I went over to my new bed wich was unlike anything I had slept on before. I sometimes had the luck of finding some soft material to sleep on before but it was often something old that the humans had discarded. This bed was new, no holes or bad smells. It was oddly comforting and I fall asleep within minutes.

The next morning I wake up early feeling vigorated after a good nights sleep. the sun barely peeking over the horizon yet I made it my mission to explore every inch of my new house. 'my own house' I repeat to myself, in my head and out loud. Tasting the words trying to get a grip on the meaning convincing myself that 'I' in fact didn't live in a borrowed space anymore. I open every cupboard marveling at the sheer number of things they had given to me. Every size plate, cooking utensils I had yet to try out and a pantry filled with an array of various food items, some of wich I had never seen before. A wardrobe with a selection of clothing in various colors. Guess since I didn't have a select occupation they had given me the opportunity to choose what I liked. I discover a cornered wall wich leads to a door wich held the bathroom when I hear a knock on the door.

~End chapter eight~