He came for her again.
They did that sometimes. Dad would ghost his way in and soon after mom would be leaving with him, and here he was stuck in the playground with a bunch of other kids. If it had been dad that dropped him off, he would have just wandered off to the meadow or something. But since Mom did.. He supposed he could stick around. She was pretty much the greatest thing on earth so. Fine. There was no way he was going to chance not being here when she got back and making her worry. Never that.
He was glad he looked like his mom too. A copy, almost. A nice rich gold with some charcoal-y bits, dark legs and face. Not like dirty, he didn’t look dirty. It was more like a fashion kind of dirty. Like ripped jeans. It looked good on him. A rich, black mantle on his shoulders, too. Like a prince, she would tell him. Though, there was no way in hell Dad would ever be a king to anyone. Definitely for the best. He kind of sucked, but Mom thought he was pretty amazing so. Maybe he only sucked so much because he hogged her cuddles when he was around. Obviously, he could never admit that to either of them.
So, whatever. Here in the playground.
It was so boring, though. The other kids were loud and obnoxious, nearly as bad as the stupid birds that would wake him up at the most ridiculous times in the morning. Couldn't they see he was busy holding his mom while she slept? Sure, he was smaller so maybe she was holding him, but no, really he was holding her. These kids, though. So noisy. Was it so hard to be just a little quieter? And pushy, too. Anytime one got near, he'd saunter off in another direction. No, thanks. Not interested.
Which is how he ended up where he was now, huddled in the shadows of a huge, ancient tree with his wings tucked at his sides. Sometimes he'd keep an eye on the other kids. Not all that often though. He didn't want to encourage conversation just by looking their way. So, really he watched from the side of his eye in case any were going to try to approach him again. That way he could get up and walk away before they could bore him to death with conversation. It wasn't like he'd be here for long anyway.
He really hoped Mom would be back soon.
It was so much better when it was just the two of them.
