Mylo and I are up in my room doing some research on the kirana baby. 
"It says here that it grows 3 times faster than a normal human." He says.
"She." I correct. "And she looks about three, so next year she'll be around 6." 
The rest of the days there were very uninteresting, except Thanksgiving. That was pretty fun. Mylo and Hazel said their goodbyes and left that dimension. 
"Where should we go next?" Mylo asks.
"I wanna go back to that place with the famous killers, since I killed Tessa's parents, I wonder if I'll be famous there."
"You won't, I don't think. But we can go If you want." He says.
"I do, can we please?" I ask.
"Qattiel famuz!" He twists his key and the portal opens. We both step in and are immediately swarmed with cameras. I wave at a few cameras, and turn to look around. I don't seem to be pretty big here. 
"We can leave, I've conducted my experiment and it came out, unsuccessful." I say, he nods, and pushes through the swarm of flashing cameras. 
"Pustinten!" He yells, a portal opens and we walk inside. I swear I heard someone else walk in also, I decide to ignore the anxiety in my stomach and continue walking with Mylo. We walk by this big line of trees. The trees were shaking, we both pass it off as a kirana. Well until someone jumps on Mylo. They tussle for a while, before I cut in. I go ham on this attacker, eventually he stops fighting and I stand on his wrists, like Mylo did to me dozens of times.
"Eugene?!" 
"Yup." He tries to lift his wrists, and fails. "Who taught you how to fight?" 
"Mylo." I answer, smirking at the sight of Mylo grinning widely from the corner of my eye.
"Oh." He looks disappointed for a split second. Then goes back to staring up at me.
"How did you get here?" I ask, putting all my weight in my feet. 
"I followed you, duh." He replies. Mylo pulls me off of his wrists. 
"You can stand, but no funny business or you'll go right back down. Got it?" Mylo's usual voice turned cold and tough. Eugene nods. Mylo grabs a thin branch from a tree, it was rope-like. So he ties Eugene's hands behind his back. 
"I'll walk with him." I volunteer. Mylo nods. I hold Eugene's bicep and we walk to a colony. Everybody there had the weirdest accent. Kinda like German mixed with broken English.
"Lookie Mylo brought girl!" A boy yells, running toward me, once he gets to me he pokes me. 
"Hi!" I say, Mylo was speaking a weird language to some adults.
"He's speaking Tirun, it's a language everyone speaks here, that's were they got their accents." Eugene says.
"How do you know this?" I ask.
"Everybody knows about Tirun, it's known as gibberish everywhere else." He replies. The small child yells a long word, probably in this Tirun. He runs to a group of more small children and plays around. A woman comes toward me and Eugene, she was carrying a long rope and a knife. The woman walks behind Eugene and ties his hands with the rope, and cuts off the excess. Mylo speaks to the woman in Tirun and were off, again. 
"Do you wanna go back home?" Mylo asks.
"I wouldn't mind it." I reply, he takes off his key and twists it in the air.
"Reira!" He yells and we go back to the real world. We arrived in Mylo's kitchen. The hot cocoa wasn't very hot anymore and it probably went off. I look outside, the snow was probably up to my knees and coming down fast. It was a blizzard.
"Mylo, how am I gonna get home?" I ask, he shrugs and unties Eugene.
"What's that?" Eugene asks, looking out the window.
"That's snow." I answer.
"They don't get snow in his dimension." Mylo briefly explains. I nod, showing that I understood.
"Where am I gonna stay?" Eugene asks, a hint of worry in his voice.
"We could all just stay here." I suggest.
"That would be a good idea, it's too bad for anyone to go out there." Mylo chimes. I remember that girl that I gave the banana to, I try to shake off the thought of a small homeless child freezing to death. Eugene takes a cigarette out of his back pocket, I'm surprised it wasn't squashed of ruined, he takes a match out as well, runs the match across the granite counter tops, which makes it light, He hovers the match right below his cigarette, so the fire was right on the tip. The cigarette lights and he takes a long drag.
"That's disgusting." I plug my nose, he laughs.
"No smoking in my house." Mylo pluck the cigarette out of Eugene's fingers, opens the window, and throws it out. Eugene's face was basically red, with anger of course. A long string of profanities spills out of his mouth. Leaving my mouth hanging open and Mylo's ears covered I try to pry Mylo's hands off his ears.
"He's not swearing anymore, you're okay." I coax, he removes his hands from his ears.
"We should train, I can feel something coming on in a different dimension." Mylo suggests.
"What about me?" Eugene asks, his face turning back to it's usual shade.
"You can watch." Mylo replies, with a grin. We all walk downstairs, Mylo brought his sword and I brought mine. Mylo reaches the blue matted floor and starts stretching. I do the same, I left Eugene's eyes burn into my back. He was obviously staring at me. Disgusting. I glanced over at him. His face was full of lust and desire. Chills run down my spine, I didn't realize I'd stopped in a lunge position. "You okay?" Mylo asks, standing and rubbing my shoulder.
"Uh, yeah." I try to ignore the chills shooting down my spin, and continue my exercise. At first I thought it was gonna be cool to work with Eugene, but now I regret everything.