"God," Basil groaned.

It'd been six days since he was bedridden and 4 since he's been able to move around. And yet nothing had happened. He'd gone from being seconds to finding out everything he needed to know, to being shunned.

No one would talk to him or Pip. The only place he was allowed to go was the cafeteria, which he still needed an escort to because the mansion/palace was way too fucking huge and old looking. Pip loved it though.

"Ugh, "Basil growled, punching his pillow. Pip got up from the couch in their room, which he insisted on because he didn't want to be alone, and put down his book. The only thing they'd been given to pass the time, and a chess board that looked to be as hold as the house.

"Hey calm down," Pip sighed, "I feel like I've aged being here. I mean you used to be the one to tell me to calm down," he moved so that he was right next to basil and wrapped his arm around his shoulders, "How have our roles reversed so much?"

"I don't know Pip, I don't know. All I know is that I want my question answered and then get the hell out of dodge."

"Agreed."

Just then a knock came at their door. They shared a look before Pip got up to answer the door.

A man, one who Basil hadn't seen before asked, "Which one of you is Basil?"

Basil stood up and walked over, "That's me."

The guard nodded and stepped to the side, "Follow me."

"Really?" Basil said angrily, "I get ignored for how many day's and all I get is 'follow me'?

The guard scowled and pushed Basil behind him when he tried to walk ahead of him, "Be happy your even getting that."

As they were leaving Pip chipped in, "Good luck."

They didn't speak for the rest of the walk, and Basil didn't complain. He didn't like this guy very much.

They walked down numerous hallways. Basil tried to keep track of where they were going but it got to be too much around the eleventh turn. Eventually, they left the house and entered what looked like a garden.

There were people milling around in the grass, and surrounding it, was the most colorful array of flowers Basil had ever seen. And in the middle of the garden, was the biggest tree imaginable. Its leaves were turning orange and red, signaling the changing season. At least to Basil. It shadowed ever inch of the grass, just stopping at the flowers. It was beautiful. As they made their way through the garden, every person turned their head to stare at Basil.

BAsil didn't realize there were so many people living in the, well now it's looking like a castle, Basil turned to get his first glimpse of the place he's been living in for the last week. It was massive, about five stories tall, and that's not counting all the underground floor's Basil saw.

As he looked around more he noticed a giant wall surrounding the entire property. He imagined how hard it would be to climb it. But he would do it if the situation came to it. They made it to the other side of the garden before Basil could scan the entire area and plan all escape routes. He'd have to talk himself to outside privileges so he could do just that.

And once again, they walked down even more hallways, Basil was getting sick of all this walking. He wasn't one for cardio.

But there was a big difference between this building and the one Basil and Pip were staying in, and that was the people. While the halls around Basil and Pip's room was desolate aside from the guard outside their down, these halls had people going back and forth at all times it seemed.

Basil definitely wouldn't be able to make an escape with this many people moving around. He didn't like being around this many people. Hell, he barely liked Pip's presence sometimes. HIs bubbly outlook on life tended to piss basil off. He just couldn't understand how Pip could have such a positive outlook on life when he's been dealt such a shitty hand.

All of Basil's thought's stopped when they walked down a hallway with a dead-end. A door at the end.

He couldn't believe it, he was standing 20 feet away from his mom, who he's never imagined he'd see ever again. Until seven days ago, that is. When he first woke up his first thought was of her.

BAsil had prepared everything he was going to say. He was going to tell her how much he hated her. How she ruined his life. He was going to ask her how she slept at night knowing she'd abandoned her own child into one of the shittiest institutions known to man. Foster care.

But all of it fell away when they walked through the door and he saw her once again.

It was almost creepy. She looked exactly like Basil, but older and a woman.

She was wearing a dress, it was dark emerald green. she walked around the dark oak desk and stood in front of a chair. She gestured to the one in front of her.

"Please, sit."

Basil walked further into the room and sat gingerly on the green and gold couch. It would seem she had a favorite color.

Basil hadn't realized he was staring at her the whole time until a cup and saucer were put onto the table in front of him.

She grabbed the pot and poured a dark liquid into his cup, Basil guessed it to be tea.

"Sugar?"

Basil startled, "Um, just one."

His mom scooped a sugar cube into his cup and put three into hers.

"I like it sweet."

Now Basil knew two things about her mother: She liked the color green, and she liked her tea extra sweet.

Basil shook his head, his eyes never leaving her face.

He couldn't believe she was actually here, right in front of him. She poured some honey into her cup. She held it out and poured some in his cup without asking.

"You always liked honey in your tea. I hope that hasn't changed."

When she was done she sat down, grabbing the cup and saucer and bringing the cup to her lips.

"You've grown so much."

That pissed Basil off, "That tends to happen when you abandon your child for ten years. What did you expect? Me to still suck on my thumb and wear a diaper?"

"That's not what I meant?"

"Well, what did you mean?"

"There are some things you don't know."

"Well then tell me?'

"It's more complicated than that."

Basil shot out of his chair, "Well than uncomplicate it."

His mother soon followed suit, along with three of the guards posted in the room. Basil hadn't noticed them.

One of the men pulled out a sword and pointed it at Basil. He batted it away and turned to his mother.

"This is how you treat your long lost son?"

"No, this is our we treat a delinquent who's more trouble than he's worth." The man with the sword said, bringing it back to level with Basil's throat.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"It means we know what you've been up to the past five years."

"Charles," Basil's mother snapped at him.

"What? I told you that we don't need him. He's more trouble than he's worth."Charles," Basil's mother snapped at him.

"What? I told you that we don't need him. He's more trouble than he's worth."

"What is that supposed to mean?" Basil turned to his mother, "Are you telling me the only reason you came to me was that you wanted something from me."

"No, it's not like that."

"So why am I here?" Basil asked. He was desperate for answers now more than ever.

"Where do I even start?" Basil's mother asked, sitting back down and covering her eyes with her arm.

Basil sighed, "Let's start with why you left me?" Basil turned to Charles, "And what the fuck he meant by you know what I've been doing for the last five years?"

Charles perked up at his name, "Oh, I like to call it the Basil Bennet Dossier. It's quite the read. I mean, you've been arrested more times than I've been stabbed. And that's a lot."

"So you've been following me ever since you left me."

"We had to make sure you were safe."

"Safe from what?" This was getting more confusing for Basil, he was starting to get a headache.

"There's a man, a very powerful man. He wanted something that both you and I possess. So I went into hiding. And I took you to the safest place I know."

"An orphanage who beat their kids was the safest place you knew?" basil asked incredulously, "I'm not buying that. And besides, you went into hiding, why couldn't you have taken me with you?"

"It was too dangerous, you could've gotten hurt."

"Yeah well, at least I'd know I had someone who cared about me. A family."

"What about that Pip fellow?"

"This isn't about him."

Basil was getting more and furious the longer he was with his mother. He had gotten none of his questions answered. At least not in detail.

"Take me back to my room."

"What? But I want to talk to you, get to know you."

"Yeah well, your chance passed the day you left me. And there is nothing you could do to change that."

And with that, Basil was escorted back to his room where Pip was laying on the bed reading some book about a whale.

He got up from the bed and walked over to Basil, "Hey, how'd it go?"

"I don't know."

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know what to make of what just happened, none of my questions were answered. Now I just have more," Basil felt like crying at the moment, "I just want to lay down and go to sleep."

Pip smiled, "Okay, we can do that." He led Basil over to the bed, and they laid down, "we'll talk about what happened in the morning. Okay?"

"Yeah," Basil whispered, his voice hoarse from all the yelling he'd done earlier, "Okay."

Basil wrapped his arms around Pip and fell asleep to the sound of his calm breaths.