"Purpled, who the fuck is this? Did you bring a hooker onto my floor!" He hears someone yell.
"No, this is my brother. He got attacked by Dream while walking in the forest so I brought him here so he wouldn't bleed out." He hears who he assumes in his sleep filled haze is Purpled answer.
"If we're thinking of the same forest here the that means. Dream was in the forest!"He hears a new voice yell, obviously pissed.
"Don't yell you'll wake him up. He needs rest. Bitch had to stand his ground against Dream and by him being conscious when I found him seemed to have won." He hears Purpled say.
"Hell yah! I beat that telutuby! Bitch ran with his tail between his legs!" He cheers, waving his fist around in the air a bit before dropping it back by his side.
"That's amazing Tommy." Purpled says, fondness radiation from their voice.
With that he slips out of conciseness once again.
"Hey kid, wake up. I made breakfast." He hears someone say in a soft voice while shaking him.
He opens his eyes quickly closing them when the light hits his eyes. He slowly opens them this time and sees someone in a baby blue hoodie with light blond hair. The person is holding a plate of food that looks like a Snapchat breakfast.
"How do you make food look so good?" He questions, moving his wings to exasperate the words.
"It's a normal breakfast?" The man asks confused.
"Tommy lives in Longninshire!" Purpled informs.
The man in baby blue seems to understand his excitement when given that bit of knowledge.
"Well eat up. If Purpled trusts you this much then you must be some kind of saint." The man jokes.
"You got him all wrong. He acts like the devil, but has the ideals of a saint." Purpled remarks.
"I do not act like the devil, Tinky winky!" He yells, looking at Purpled.
Purpled gives him a bruh look.
"Thank you for the food!" He thanks the man in baby blue as he takes the plate.
He doesn't think he can eat all this.
"Use your blood as ketchup for the eggs." One of the voices suggest.
He blatantly ignores them grabbing a piece of toast from the plate nibbling it.
"So what did you do to get on Dreams bad side or make him find use in you?" A new person asks.
He looks up to see, it came from someone in a dark blue hoodie.
"Well I'll just plain up tell y'all. I'm a healer and legally Dreams kid." He tells, hearing the room go dead silent.
No one seems to know what to say after being bestowed the knowledge that their housing Dream's son.
"Don't associate me with him though. I would rather say I'm a orphan in front of Blade than call Dream dad." He spits seeming to lighten the tension in the room a little.
"Should have known Dream would steel my full healer!" Purpled barks out.
"Nah, I've healed the syndicate better than I've healed Dream and he's beat me." He snarks, watching the bewilderment of everyone but Purpled and him grow.
"Let me guess you healed ether Siren or Ender." Purples remarks.
"Ender was the latest. Blade was the first." He informs.
"Damn and knowing that you power fucks with hormones and shit that must have been the funniest thing ever." Purpled laughs.
"Yah, Blade was honking like a little baby piglet." Both him and Purpled laugh at the remark.
Purpled sits beside him elbowing him in the side. The other people that were in the room seeming to go off and do their own thing.
"You know I have enough room in my base to accompany another person." Purpled hints.
"I'm going to guess my rent is healing you when you get injured" He retorts.
"Bullseye." Purpled answers.
"Was going to do so either way just now I get a home out of it." He beams.
"Is that a yes or a no." Purpled teases.
"The fuck you think, yea!" He exclaims.
"Well then let's get out of these peoples hair and set you up a room!" Purpled exclaims getting up.
He shoves his mouth full with food almost being able to shove all the food in there.
"Fucking raccoon bird." Purpled mutters, looking at him.
He some how some way swallows the food which terrifies Purpled.
"How, why." Purpled questions, which their hands together pointing them at him.
"Let's get going now!" He chimes, bouncing up on the heels of his feet.
They walk together to the stairs walking down them.
"Thank you for unwillingly housing use!" Purpled sarcastically remarks.
They are out in only a few seconds.
"Want to see something cool?" He asks with a grin that says it isn't actually a question.
"What the hell are you going to do?" Purpled asks, concerned as he puts on his mask, goggles, and hood.
He runs at Purpled starting to open his wings. He grabs Purpled lunching them both into the air. He flys till their a good distance above the city.
"So where we going?" He asks as Purpled let's out a defeated sigh.
"That way." Purpled answers, pointing in the direction of his base.
"Nice." He says, flying in that direction.
Purpled seems to get whiplash at the speed. Man's lucky that their vigilante costume has goggles.
Some people notice them. Some others recognize Purpled.
"It Galaxy being curried by a avian?" He hears some people ask.
He laughs knowing that he's making Purpled look like a child. He knows Purpled could care less, but he also knows Purpled shall never hear the end of it.
He's surprised that Purpled isn't cussing him out right now after he dropped him, twice.
"Galaxy!" He hears someone yell.
He looks down to see the villain and casino owner Jester and his accomplice Slime.
"Hello Galaxy from L'manburg, Theseus from Logninshire." Slime yells, waving.
Oh yah, he has told Slime once so that Slime doesn't call him by his real name while talking about him.
"Do you have beef with Jester?" He whispers to Purpled, stopping his flying but still keeping himself in the air.
"Got a job to assassinate Slime once, wasn't pretty." Purpled answers.
"You want me to set you down or should we just continue to your base?" He asks in a whisper.
"I doubt Jester would allow me to leave without a fight and puffer you not get hurt in the crossfire." Purpled whispers.
"I sprout wings from my back and that's how I fly now, do not underestimate me." He barks, flying down to where Jester and Slime are just a few feet farther.
He sets Purpled down and walks to the man's side. He thanks every deity out there that he has a habit of wearing a mask.
"Galaxy I would prefer fighting someone that isn't a duck with a gambling addiction that has a pet slime?" He insults, not allowing himself to get to cocky though.
"I would say your getting cocky but I did find you after you won a fight with Dream. Purpled mocks, seeing Jester startle. But I have to ask you to stay out to ask you to stay out of this. It would ruin my name if I hid behind you."
"Fine but if you start to loss than I'm stepping in." He declares, walking a safe distance away.
"Lets not fight. I would rather settle this like responsible adults." Jester purposes waving there hands in a disarming manner.
"If that is what you want I would be happy to do so at a later date, but my brother needs medical attention and I don't want to delay getting him that." Purpled reply's sugar tongued.
He sees Jesters hand clench.
"Purpled evaded a trap." The voices helpfully tells.
"We need to get going." He hisses, running to Purpled.
Grabing Purpled he flys as fast as he can giving Purples whiplash again.
It takes a bit before Purpled finally stomachs the speed. Purpled hits him in the side. He stops.
"What was that for!" He yells.
"The base is that building right their." Purpled reply's, pointing to a normal looking house.
He flys down landing in a alleyway. With that Purpled shows him how to sneak into a house.Next thing he has to do is get clothes and other things for his room.
Yay shopping, how fun.