[From there, it's an all-out mess-creating spree. Hope's room at home was usually kept immaculate - his mother's influence, and a bit of his own nature as well. Making this much ruckus and disorder was kind of...refreshing. By the time they're done, their side of the room is an absolute pigsty, as if a small hurricane had just blown through it (he could've set an Aero on the area, but...this way was just more fun, if less efficient).
When Hope looks back to the mirror room, the back wall has a door-sized hole carved into it, and a doorknob has magically appeared on the left. He laughs, a bright and excited sound.]
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When Hope looks back to the mirror room, the back wall has a door-sized hole carved into it, and a doorknob has magically appeared on the left. He laughs, a bright and excited sound.]
It worked! We did it!