《How To Train Your Giant (DNF)》Ch 18 - I Am Friends With A Giant
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George noticed his mother turned on the light of his room as she crossed her arms. "Where have you been disappearing to?" She asked as George just looked down
"I was..." George didn't want to say his secret, but his mother needed the answer
: I was...
: Where? I don't have all night
: Just...
: Don't say the stable! I was there and came back inside!
: *sigh* I was in the forest
: Doing what?
: I was...hanging out
: With who?
: Dream?
His mother just sighed, "George, you're too old to have imaginary friends. Who's Dream?" George played with his fingers nervously as she began to tap in a constant rhythm
George began to sweat as he stayed silent. "Fine, if you won't tell me, then I guess Wilbur will get it out of you," his mother said as she stood up to leave
"Wait! Mom!" George called as his mother stood at the door of his room. He sighed, "Dream is a giant, a mythical type."
His mother just scoffed, "Mythical giants are extinct! You're lying!" "Mom! Listen! He's the healing type! The green-eyed ones!"
Nikita found it hard to believe, but seeing George's eyes, it seemed like he was telling the truth
: Listen, I have been visiting him
: You've been seeing a giant?!
: He's friendly!
: HE?! Did you name him?!
: NO! He was born with a name!
: And you've been secretly befriending a giant?! If your father finds out, he'll kill you!
: Mom! Please! I love him!
George gasped as his face turned red. His mother gasped, "You love a giant?!" George just began to sweat cold
: Mom! He's gentle!
: Gentle?
: Remember the one you mentioned a long time ago? When I "killed" it?
: Yeah?
: It's that one! He and I became friends, and well, I kind of have a crush on him
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: I did say...
: For me to apologize to it! Mom, I hate how we've been harming them! They're like us, but bigger, except for the wild ones, of course, but I have -
: The gift!
The mother gasped as she smiled, "Come with me." George followed his mother as both made it into their library
She looked through some books and found it. "The Giant's Touch?" George said with confusion as his mother smiled, "This is a book for people like you. They are born with a gift that can tame any wild giant."
George looked through the pages and noticed pictures of humans touching the giant, and even the wild ones, but with their touch, they're like the others
: I have the Touch!
: No wonder you've been good at the practices
: You know?
: I've known. Your father doesn't know, but you are, in a way, a mythical prince
: Mythical?
: George, no one is born with the Touch. It is a symbol of bringing every kind together - humans and giants
: I am the prophesied one!
: Phil and I talked about it. We both knew it would be you and Dream, but I just wasn't expecting your giant to be a Mythical type
: So you believe me?
: Of course. Tomorrow, I'd like to visit Dream if that's ok with you
: Can I talk to Dream? He's very sensitive to other people being near him other than me
: Not at all
: Thanks, mom
: I'm glad you finally understand, but I must ask, what will you do on the day of the test?
: I will show them! Giants are not monsters! They just fear us and attack us for attacking them! I will prove they're just harmless, and no matter their size, they can be friendly and gentle
Both hugged each other as George went back to bed. He looked outside. Good thing the wild giants have been staying away from New L'Manburg, but he wants to prove everyone they're not all monsters
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Nikita made her way to her room as she heard her husband shuffling and waking up. "Niki? You awake?" he asked as she shushed him, "I am. Just went to get a drink of water."
: Where's George?
: Asleep
: Did he ask about his training? I can give him some tips
: I think he's doing just fine
: I am so *yawn* excited for his test. He's finally becoming a Giant Slayer
: Go to sleep, my darling. Tomorrow is a busy day for the Slayers
: I know. I must have a meeting with them to patrol the forest
: How come?
: George has been going in there. Something's up, but I think he's using it to practice for his test
: I'm sure he is. He's been taking his sword lately
: Goodnight, Niki
: Goodnight, Wilby
Nikita kissed her husband and looked at the moon. He's not becoming a Giant Slayer, he's becoming a Giant Tamer, Nikita thought as she smiled and went to sleep
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