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Greg ([personal profile] elephanthead) wrote in [community profile] melodiesoflife 2015-05-06 03:28 am (UTC)

I. Waking up/Other Heroes

Greg yawned and shifted, his small hand clasping to the little crystal frog in his palm. He was still tired from the night before and he wasn't ready to get up just yet. He was used to strange things and so the dream came as no surprise to the young boy. When his eyes fluttered open he was looking at a very upset moogle.

"Who are you?" The boy asked as his mouth opened in a wide yawn. He rubbed his eyes as he looked around at his new surroundings. A frog croaked and jumped in his lap making Greg giggle with glee. "Acorn! You came back!"

"I'm Kite, Kupo. You're in Crystallis." The moogle sounded very professional. When it came to the young hero his words appeared to drift in one ear and out the other.

"Kupa? That's a weird name. Do you know where Wirt is?" He looked around expecting to find his brother sleeping nearby but he wasn't there. "No. Kupo. He might not be here."

Gregory smiled. "Let's go find him then! Come on Acorn!" He grabbed the frog with a smile stopping when he realizes his pot was gone. "Kupa. Do you know where my teapot went?" His mom would ground him if he lost it.

The moogle just stares at the boy shaking his head and then rummaging through his bag to see if he had anything like that on hand. A moment later he pulled out a silver teapot and handed it to Greg who placed it upside down on his head. "It's Kite. Kupo. What's your name?"

"Oh! I'm Greg!" With that he was off with his moogle flying behind him and a teapot on his head. His frog is safely held in his arms as he leaves the crystal temple.

II. Trano Golsaucia

Kite was quickly realizing that this was the worst place for Gregory to have shown up. The little boy was almost impossible to keep track of and Kite wasn't good with kids as it was. He kept his eyes out for the boy or the frog hoping to keep the young hero in his sights as he wandered through the town.

Before he realized it Greg was standing next to him looking up at the moogle with a smile. "Let's small talk."

Kite raised an eyebrow at that. "Alright Kupo."

Greg smiled. "Good! So did you know that if you put a raisin in grape juice it becomes a grape!"

The moogle just looked at him. "I don't think that's true kupo."

"Nope! It's a rock fact!" Kite was unamused and for a moment he reminded Greg of Wirt. He missed his brother and as quickly as the conversation started it was over. Greg was wandering off after spotting a candy store off in the distance.

III. Airship

If someone looks down they will see a candy trail leading towards the airships. Greg was slowly taking pieces from his pockets and setting them on the ground as he followed his moogle. Kite had told him that he would take the boy to someone who could help and Greg figured that would be best.

"What are you doing Greg?" The moogle looked back at him and sighed.

"I'm leaving a candy trail so Wirt can find me!" Gregory spoke with a happy smile at the thought. As if knowing it would work.

IV. Aqures Ixen/House B-12

Greg was getting sleepy when he finally made it close to his destination. He had spent the whole day wandering around and eating snacks that his moogle had bought him. His frog was hiding under the teapot on Gregory's head, most likely asleep. Kite mused to himself as he looked down at the young hero.

He was far to young to be here.

He kept his eyes on the young boy lightly pulling him along if he stopped to nap. He was very tired and each step brought a new yawn from his lips. "Are we there yet?"

Kite looked worried now. He wasn't good with kids nor did he know what to do with them. "Just a little more Kupo. Come on.. your house is right there." Kite pointed at the still frame of the building that was designated Gregory's new home.

Greg yawned rubbing his eyes with a fist. "That's not home." His voice trailed off into a sleepy mumble.

Kite was getting frantic and he didn't have the strength to carry the young boy without possibly dropping him. He fluttered around looking for a hero to help get the young boy to at least the front of his home if not inside.

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