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That was the last time that Will and Jakob ever saw their mother for that night, she disappeared. Shortly after her disappearance, they were sent to live with their aunt in the city. Years passed by and the two of them grew to forget their mother's story about fairies and have long searched for the reason of their mother's disappearance. They search and search before finally realizing that it is home where they must return to find out this mystery and thus home is where they return. There they will find so much more than little clues and will come to remember their mother's stories and come to see them as fact.

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After about a day of travel and far too much whining from his brother, they were finally back to the place that they had once called home. Jakob had sworn he'd never see this place again, but yet here it was, right in front of him looking just as it used to. As the young man looked upon it, a soft smile tugged at his lips. This smile was quickly erased though as he heard his brother speak up about the house. "Yeah, yeah, shut up and help me take our stuff inside," Jakob said before picking up a few bags and starting towards the old home.

As he neared closer and closer, Jakob started to think about his childhood. There by the lake he had been taught to swim by his mother and over there in the forest he'd played tag with his brother until dark. He could still remember his mother scolding him for trying to stay out late one night, threatening that the fairies would come to get him. A soft chuckle escaped his lips some at the thought and he shook his head some. "Silly Mom," he muttered to himself

Once Jakob reached the door, he paused for a moment to look at the design. It was so dirty and faded. A frown formed softly upon his lips at this and he carefully rubbed away some of the dirt so that you could see the yellow and orange glass beneath. Jakob took a moment to admire the workmanship of it before carefully opening the door. Inside there was dust and dirt all over and it was very dark. At this, he carefully moved to flip on the light, just to find that it wasn't working. "Wonderful. No electricity," he grumbled before moving into the room that was illuminated by an orange glow. "Will, will you hurry your a** up?"

Jake sighed some at the other's words and then wandered into the center of the room to check it out. "Well, you can go ahead and do that if you want. I'm going to start cleaning up this place before it gets dark," he stated simply before starting up the stairs and stopping at the windows. There he rubbed away some dust with his sleeve and looked outside to the garden. Jakob took a moment to look this all over before looking down to his younger brother. "Are the cleaning supplies still in the car or did you bring them in," he questioned as he started down the hallway, moving towards their old room.

Upon reaching their room, Jakob carefully turned the handle and pulled it open. Inside sat two small beds and a few old toys that had been left behind during the move. Jakob looked over the old dusty room quietly and slowly started to walk towards his bed. Once next to it, he carefully placed his hand upon the faded covers and sighed. Things had changed so drastically from when he'd last been here. The beautiful colors of his home had disappeared, the garden had been overgrown with weeds, and the lake was dirty. This place had been through hell since his mother had disappeared and since they had been taken away from their wonderful home. Jakob's frown deepened some at the thought and his rubbed his temples lightly. He had to forget all this sad sh-- or he swore he was going to start crying and that was something that he would not allow.

Jakob sat like this for a few moments before suddenly hearing some movement nearby. At this, he was quickly snapped out of his thoughts and looked around. "Hello," he called out, just to realize that he'd probably just said hello to a rat. A chuckle escaped his lips some at the thought, but was quickly stopped as he suddenly heard another noise, but this time closer. The young man jumped a tad at this and turned his head towards the noise. Nothing there. Jakob stared quietly at the spot, thinking perhaps that whatever it was might appear again, just to hear a loud thump from behind him. At this, Jakob quickly pulled his feet up from where they were and scooted away from the side of the bed. Jakob stayed like that for a few moments before realizing that he must look ridiculous and scooting over towards where the sound had come from. He then looked down.

There in the middle of his and his brother's beds sat a book that was very familiar to him. It was his mother's copy of the Grimm Fairytales. Upon seeing this, a soft smile graced his lips and he carefully picked it up. " Why hello there. I don't know how you got there, but I'm glad to have found you," he said simply as he looked over the beautiful, though faded cover. Jakob took a few moments doing this before getting up from his spot and going to look for his brother. Once he found him, he held the book up for him to see. "Look what I found."

Jakob frowned deeply as the book was practically ripped from his hands and watched as Will flipped through it so quickly. "Be careful with that Will. It's like fifty years old," Jake said before taking the book back," you need to take better care of this. One wrong quick flip could rip an entire page out. The binding of this book isn't very good."

As he spoke, he held the book to his chest in a protective manner. He wanted to make sure it was well protected and safe. After all, it was one of the last pieces of their childhood. Jakob thus moved over to his bag and tucked it safely inside. "We can look it over once we get the house a bit cleaner. Until then, it stays in there," he stated before starting off to the car," I'm going to grab the cleaning supplies."

Soon after, Jakob returned with said supplies and handed Will a duster. "Start dusting off the railings, ledges, and the windows. I'll start sweeping," he said simply before doing exactly that.

"You have to dust because you're taller. Now shut up and get to work," he said before starting his work. As he did so, he watched carefully as the dust and dirt slowly started to go away and smiled. The floor looked as good as new. It seemed to have suffered no rotting or anything else of that sort and the same simple design that it had previously had. Jakob thought some on this before quickening his pace. Once the foyer was nice and clean, Jakob started on the upstairs halls and the bedrooms. As he did so, he carefully looked over all things in the rooms and found a bit of a problem. There were only three beds in the entire house and two of them were to small for either of them. A frown formed upon his lips at the thought and he carefully peeked his head into the hall. "Will I'm sleeping in mom's room. You can have our old one," he called, hoping that the other would just accept without thinking about it.

Jakob grinned some as the other accepted without protest. Now, he was sure there would be protest later, but all he had to say now was that will had already said that it was alright. A chuckle escaped his lips some at the thought and he soon continued his sweeping. Jakob continued doing so for quite awhile before hearing his brother enter and looking up. A soft frown appeared on his lips at the other's complaint, but, instead complaining as well, he just sighed. "Alright I'll go take care of it, whiny," he stated simply before setting his broom to the side and scooping up the blankets, sheets and pillows.

Jakob went in and out of each room, picking up anything that could be washed, and then shoved them back into his old beat up sedan. "I'll be back soon Will. I'm heading over to the laundromat," he called before getting in his car and heading off.

Jakob drove for about fifteen minutes before finally reaching the nearest town. There he drove up and down the streets for five minutes before finding a laundromat. Once it was found, a grin appeared on the males features and he slowly started loading in all the things that needed to be washed. Three washers were then loaded up with three comforters, six pillows, three sheets, a few extra blankets, and his shirt. Once they were filled, he started up the washers and watched as they spun round and round before getting bored starting to read a book. Jakob did this for awhile before hearing them ding and quickly transferring them over to dryer. He then sat for a few more moments before hearing the dryers ding and folding up the comforters and such and pulling on his shirt.

Jakob loaded all of the things into the car and then started back home. After about fifteen minutes, he arrived back with sheets in his hand. "Will, come get your sheets and such," he called out before looking at the floor. How had it managed to get dusty again? A dissatisfied look appeard on his features at the sight and he turned to the room that he heard his brother in. "Why is the floor all dirty again?"