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 Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 8:42 pm
"Why are we here again?" Inle asked for the third time since entering the Stationery Shop.
"I came t' get some stuff. I dunno why YOU'RE 'ere. Or th' rainbow midget," Tybalt replied as he ruffled through the shelves, shooting a pointed glance not only towards Inle, but towards Calumet. The Shattered toddler was sitting on the floor amidst a sea of sheets of brightly-colored construction paper.
Inle's gaze followed Tybalt's and she looked over the dark and rainbow baby. He had been acting out-of-sorts lately, and she wanted to keep an eye on him--motherly instincts, perhaps? Inle would have denied it to her dying day were she not already dead. Why WAS she here?
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Posted: Sat Feb 18, 2006 12:15 pm
The group may or may not have noticed when they walked in that there had been a bright blue winged horse feeding on the grass of the planted tree square across the street. Things like that tend to be overlooked sometimes.
When the bell attached to the door jingled open, Donny stirred quietly. He was hidden under a pile of books and his own wings, fast asleep. After his encounter with Elena, he had considered going back to his family.. but such considerations were never taken to heart, and he found himself sneaking into the only place he considered safe other than his own now empty home.
So he curled up under a pile of books and magazines meant to be stacked back up on the shelves the next day, curled his wings around him tight in lieu of a bed and blanket in one.. and fell asleep.
He was a heavy sleeper, so the sounds of people talking still hadn't woken him. In fact they were muffled from behind the books, and familiar enough to keep Donny in his comfort zone. Therefore the boy continued to sleep, letting out tiny sighs every so often.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 5:06 pm
Construction paper, while bright and pretty, was fairly boring. It just SAT there doing nothing, and not even the variety of colors could make up for that. With a bored sigh, Calumet crawled out of his circle of pretty paper, looking for something else to hold his interest. Inle and Tybalt, being Inle and Tybalt, ignored him.
Paper and pens and shinies all over! Unfortunately, Cal was far too short to reach any of them--but wait, what was that? Those blue shiny things poking out from those boring books? This bore investigating. Hmm...upon closer inspection, Cal determined that these looked very much like Loud Colorful Bird's feathers, only not as pretty-colored. Shinier, though! Reaching out with a chubby, curious hand, Cal grasped a few and tugged.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 6:04 pm
As heavy of a sleeper as Donny was, a tug of his feathers was too much to sleep through. His wings were sensitive, and the shock of stinging pain surged through them until they shook him awake with a start. He let out a squeak before shooting up to a seated position. His eyes were still closed tightly shut, and his face was scrunged up in annoyance.
He reached up to rub the sleep out of his eyes with one fist, while the other hand reached behind him to rub the gnawing pain out of his wings. Only after he had done so did his eyes open to slits, and he stopped what he was doing the moment he noticed Calumet.
He remembered that boy.. he was Inle's son! Which meant.. uh oh. Inle.
Quickly before anyone could notice, he crawled back under the pile of books, and hid as best as he could.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 6:23 pm
Rainbow colors swirled in Cal's eyes as the Shattered toddler suddenly found himself without a handful of feathers--but with an eyeful of a very shiny small person in return. Such big wing-things were connected to such a tiny tiny person? How could this be? And what was the shiny boy doing in there, anyway? Curious, Cal crawled after him.
Tybalt caught movement out of the corner of his eye and instinctively turned to see what it was, only to catch sight of Cal's feet sticking out of a pile of books and whatnot. Had they fallen on him? Good--one less annoyance to put up with. He glanced at Inle, who hadn't seemed to notice that Cal was gone, and turned back to the shelves.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 7:04 pm
Donny groaned quietly as the boy tried to crawl after him, using one hand to mildly brush him away and shoo him back out, but it was no use. Finally, Donny peeked out from behind one particularly large open book, before taking Calumet by the arm and sliding him inside. His right wing slid over the boy, engulfing him in darkness.
"Shh," Donny whispered. "We hiding."
It was kind of nice to have someone to hide with, almost as if it was like a game.. the past day had been very lonely, what with sleeping alone in the store away from home and all. He was beginning to regret this whole mess.. but not enough to be caught yet. Still, hiding with Calu made it seem like a game after all, which spurred him on to make extra sure they weren't captured.
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 7:17 pm
Being quiet was certainly not going to be an issue for Calumet, even if he didn't know what this "hiding" business was about. He clapped his hands over his mouth anyway, frowning behind them as he noticed how dark it was in their little hidey-hole. Well. He could fix that, at least. The markings on his face began to glow dully, as if reluctant to stir, before a glowing white wisp took shape between them, emitting enough light to see by without blinding them. Cal's hands fell from his mouth to fold into his lap, his expression clearly stating, "Ta-da!"
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 1:46 pm
The boy was quiet, and wasn't moving much, and for that Donny was thankful. Maybe this would work after all!
He yawned and turned to give Calu a side glance, before double taking at the light. Could that give them away? He put his wing further around the boy, tightening the hold to keep the light from shining out, but he couldn't tell if any was getting through or not.
"Cal, careful! Dun want anyone seeing us!" Donny whispered to the boy, checking back at the other two that perused the stationary store every so often to make sure they didn't notice.
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Posted: Thu Mar 09, 2006 9:55 pm
Oh, was that bad? Well, he could certainly fix that. His hands moved towards the light, intending to snuff it out like one might a candle's flame, but the glowing wisp playfully evaded him, darting around just out of reach. Cal frowned; he wanted it OFF and it wasn't going OFF and it had never done that before. It hovered just out of reach as he stretched towards it. Well. This would not do at all. He stood up, bonking his head on the makeshift ceiling, and overbalanced in alarm, crashing into the walls. The stack of books and magazines came down in an avalanche of rustling paper, and Cal sprawled among the refuse, blinking in bewilderment. At least the light had gone out.
Both Tybalt and Inle looked up at the muffled crash, the former rolling his eyes even as the latter sighed. "Cal, what'd you do now?" his reluctant guardian asked with the air of one long-used to her ward's scrapes. Inle frowned, brows drawing down in confusion--Calumet wasn't alone, there was some blond, big-winged kid, and..."Donny?" she asked.
The familiar name drew Tybalt's attention, and he looked from Inle to the books and toddlers. Hey, that WAS Donny! "What're y' doin' here?" he asked.
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Posted: Fri Mar 10, 2006 10:36 am
Every move the boy made seemed to impend disaster, until finally the crash of noise and paper made Donny curl inward and hide in his wings. No, they would be found! They would be discovered! Their ruse would be up!
Sure enough, the woman came with Tybalt not far behind, and when Donny heard his name he cringed visibly. He hadn't been taken for a harmless ball of feathers! DAMN. DAMN IT ALL TO HECK.
He poked his head reluctantly out from his cocoon, and gave Calumet a withering glance. The boy hadn't meant to cause this catastrophe, but it was his fault nonetheless, and now Donny's jig was up.
.. or was it?
"Me not Donny, sorry. You have the wrong person, okay bye now!"
Buy it buy it buy it buy it buy it, he chanted internally; if only Donny was a jedi, he could have used his power to convince them that this was not the winged boy they were looking for.
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Posted: Tue Mar 14, 2006 4:56 pm
Inle and Tybalt exchanged a curious glance--Inle's eyebrow raised, Tybalt shrugged--before turning their gazes back towards the Tale. A moment of silence in which Cal levered himself into a sitting position, and then, "What're y' doin' here, Donny? Why're ya hidin'?"
"And where are your parents?" Inle interjected. Though her opinion of Nio had soured since that whole "incident," she didn't think he'd be the kind to lose track of his own kid.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 12:20 am
Drat! He should have known he was too pretty to be able to pull that kind of a lie off. He shrugged off his defeat and stood up proudly, pulling his wings in tight. "Momma and squishee had to go somewhere away. They left us with Auntie D, and I dun like not being home so I went somewhere else. This place is just as good as any!" He looked down at the pile of books at his feet, and picked one up. "See, it has books with pictures to read and look at. Donny likes it here!"
It seemed to him that his explanation should suffice nicely, and so he plopped down after shaking the random book he had picked up in their faces, or as close to their faces as his chubby hands reached, and began to look at the pictures of the book and flip through it's pages madly.
He had every right to be here unattended, he assured himself!
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 7:48 am
Calumet looked between his family and his new little friend, seeming to side with the latter as he sat down with a magazine and imitated Donny's frantic page-turning.
"Oh. Well, works fer me," Tybalt said, turning back to the shelves.
"Tybalt--"
"What? He's obviously fine, not doin' any damage. Let th' boy alone."
Inle sighed, of half a mind to do just that...but Enoh would likely be mightily pissed--for her--if Inle let a kid of hers just wander around unsupervised. "Does your Auntie Dee know you're here?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 12:16 pm
Donny slowly looked up at Inle from his book, as if she was disturbing a very important moment in the storyline of the words he couldn't read.
"No, she dun." He replied frankly, as if this much was obvious. "She's not my mommy."
Ooh, he was turning snarky. There was dread rising in him that Inle wouldn't respond well to his attitude, and thusly he closed his book, curled his arm around it and stood up to leave.
"Okay bye bye." He gave Tybalt a quick smile before shuffling out as quickly as his little legs could carry him, which wasn't that quick at all.
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Posted: Wed Mar 15, 2006 8:33 pm
Inle was not daunted by Donny's sudden attitude--not when she had raised Tybalt, who made Donny's bit of snark look like rainbows and sunshine. Said bird snickered, obviously amused by his young friend, and ignored the half-hearted glare his Author shot him. A moment of indecision as Donny walked off, another sigh, and then Inle was scooping up a rather bemused Cal and trailing the younger Tale. "Wait up, we'll walk you home," said with more than mild reluctance.
Tybalt's grin immediately fell as Inle snagged his arm with her free hand, dragging him after her. "Hey--!"
"Congratulations, you have been specially selected--to help me deal with the midgets. Get moving, bird-boy."
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