"This war never ended, did it? Not for us." // O/O // Closed

Winter let out a breath. "Gonna go work on the sink." He said quietly, heading into the kitchen to work.

"Alright." Mycah nodded and tapped their fingers on the table. The Arbre tree had worked for their disguise amulet, but would it work for a key? That might be pushing it, but… it couldn't hurt to try, could it?

Winter headed into the kitchen, getting up under the sink again, this time with tools, to try and increase the flow of the faucet.

"I'm going back into the forest," Mycah announced, standing up. This trip would probably take less time. At least, it would if they managed to remember where that tree was.

Winter blinked, peeking out at them. "Oh. Alright." he replied. "See you. Be safe." he put his head back under the sink.

"I will," Mycah said, heading towards the back door. Maybe they could run to the tree, just to make the trip faster. Mycah hopped over the fence and walked into the woods.

Winter went back under the sink, still working on the pipes. Maybe he should have turned off the water first…but oh well. Too late now.

The forest was nice and relaxing, so Mycah opted not to run to the tree. Maybe they would run back, once they'd gotten their fill of nature-filled serenity.

Winter sighed quietly, and kept working on the sink, cursing as it sprayed water on him.

Mycah eventually arrived at the tree. In the back of their mind, they wondered if Finlai would strike them down for taking a branch from her tree twice already.

Winter kept working, starting to hum quietly as he worked.

After grabbing a long, straight twig, Mycah decided that Finlai probably didn't care. It wasn't like they were cutting down the tree, anyways. They turned and started back towards the house, their pace increasing until they were running back.

Winter kept working, humming as he did so. He finished up the sink, crawling out from beneath it.

Mycah sped through the trees, the twig clutched in their hand. Their pace slowed as they came to the house, and they stopped to adjust their grip on the stick before climbing back over the fence and heading into the house.

Winter sighed quietly, and put the tools away, standing up to test the sink. The water flowed much better now, and he smiled a little bit.

Mycah peeked into the kitchen, wondering what progress Winter had made. They tried to make their steps a little louder to announce their presence so they didn't scare him like last time.

Winter looked up as they came in. There was water spattered on his clothing, his shirt soaked through from when the pipe had sprayed water on him. "I got it!"

"Awesome!" Mycah grinned at Winter. They couldn't help but laugh a little at his soaked shirt. "Looks liken it fought you, though." Mycah held the twig in front of them, then quickly snapped it in half. One for each of them.

Winter stuck his tongue out a little, laughing. "Yeahhh, just a little bit." He replied with a shrug, tugging at his shirt.

Mycah laughed, then turned and started towards the front door. It was time to try and figure out how to make a key out of magic wood.

Winter sighed, runnning a hand through his hair and making a face. He didn't really know what to do now.

Mycah opened the door and knelt in front of it. Maybe if they created the key, then stuck the twig into the keyhole, it would do something?

Winter took care of the tools, testing the sink again with a satisfied smile when it worked exactly the way it should.

Mycah placed their hand over the lock, then pulled their hand back and glared at the lock for a second. "Work!" They muttered, carefully sticking the twig into the lock. "Please work."

Winter glanced over at Mycah for a moment, hoping everything would go alright.

Mycah waited for a second, then carefully pulled the twig out of the lock. If everything had gone as they wanted it to, the twig should look a bit like a key. And it did! Mycah stared at the key in their hand in shock. They were really getting lucky with magical experimentation these days.

Winter sighed, and headed to the bedroom, changing his shirt and hanging the wet one up so that it would dry.

Mycah did the same thing with the other twig. Now they had two keys and a lot less work each time they had to open the door. Mycah stood and closed the door, then walked to the dining room table. They didn't know where Winter had gone, but they would wait until he reappeared so they could give him a key.

Winter came back, adjusting the shirt a little bit and looking over at Mycah. "Hey." he greeted, flashing a quick smile.

"Hey," Mycah returned the smile, then gestured at the two keys on the table. "Pick one!" They didn't really care which one they got and wanted to let Winter pick his favorite. They were similar but had a slightly different design from each other. Mycah hadn't tried to make it like that, but they thought they looked pretty cool.