”C'mon, Guest! Hurry!" Peter pulled you deeper through the forest.

"Jerk Arthur won't notice us anyways! Besides, he's too busy spending time with Alfred, which he will only ever give attention to anyways! What a jerk!" he laughed. In his hand held an old thick book, the cover rather dusty.

Arthur, the man who lived nextdoor, was trusted by your parents to babysit you. Arthur's younger brother, Peter, always take it as an advantage to spend time with you, seeing as you both share the same age. You both practically grew up as childhood friends.