The Redbird's story.

"He looks like tyler." Blake said. "I think it is tyler." he mumbled. "I tought you said he was dead." He yawned.

"It /is/ Tyler!!" Elliot said. "Joie and Matt told me he was dead, but he's not!!!" She was getting excited all over again.

Blake nodded. He closed his eyes. "Let me sleep."

Tyler laguhed.

Elliot gaped at Blake.

"That's it?" She asked.

Blake rolled over. "So tired, must sleep." HE said before dozeing off.

Elliot glared slightly at him before rolling her eyes and looking back at Tyler, smiling again now.

Tyler smiled back. He kick Blake playfully agian.

Blake groaned.

Elliot giggled and leaned down and poked Blake.

Blake sat up. "What part of sleeping don't you get?"

"The sleeping part," Elliot said, poking him again.

"Are you the one running around in circles no matter what time?" Tyler asked.

"Maybe..." Elliot said, leaning down and poking Blake once more.

"Aww both of you are like that, huh?" Tyler asked,

Elliot laughed again and poked Blake once more.

"Come on, we should go tell the others, right?" She said.

"Yes." Tyler siad.

Blake yawned. "But I'm soooooo Sleeply"

"Come onnnn," Elliot said, grabbing Blake's hand and pulling him up.

Blake fell back down. "Can't I just stay, here?" He asked.

"Please come with?" Elliot asked.

"Buuuuut I'm tired." Blake said

"you'll get a bed." Tyler said.

Blake stood up. "Fine"

Elliot giggled.

"Come on!" She said.

Tyler smiled at Elliot and handed her one of Blake wrists. HE took the other and started to run.

Elliot laughed and took his wrist and ran as well.

Blake tried to keep up but he ended up being half draged home.

When they came to the Redbird's cottage Elliot let go of his wrist.

Tyler did to, and Blake fell on his face, panting.