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Wednesday April 27

I don't think I'll ever be able to forgive myself.

I fed Alexander MEAT cookies. I mean, he did an awesome job cleaning all the sugar off of the counter, and we had a lot of fun finishing up the rest of the kitchen, but when I went and baked the promised cookies, which were chocolate chip, I may add, and he didn't like them! He spat them out and cried "EWW! NASTYNASTY!"

My feelings weren't hurt, of course. I'm used to that kind of reaction. Mind you, my cooking isn't the greatest. I tried making sugar cookies, and peanut butter cookies, and though they tasted fine to me, Alex seemed to hate them more each time I served him a different batch.

...Then, it dawned on me. Of course! He did have the soul of a falcon, right? And falcons were meat-eaters! I reached into the freezer and pulled out a package of steak I HAD been saving for a special occasion. But oh well, this was important.

After cutting the meat into cubes I created a cookie dough batter, as usual, and put the mixture into the oven. Once the cookies were cooked about half-way through I sprinkled the meat on top of each piece of mostly cooked dough, and patiently waited for the timer to go off once more. When it did, I took the steaming tray out of the oven and placed it on the cooling rack.

After about ten minutes I served the 'treats' to Alex. He didn't like them.

No. He loved them. The entire batch of a dozen was gone in about twelve minutes.

Goodbye, prized steak. Hello Alexander's new favorite treat.

This is sounding expensive already.

Dusk. A shadow tiptoes to Sky's house, her blood-red eyes glimmering in the darkness. The shadow lays down a package on the doorstep, along with an ocean-blue envelope, with a scent of roses.
Inside the package is a purple glass cage with a purple, cute, hopping, litlte... thing.
Inside the letter is a nicely folded paper with the following text:
Dearest Sky!
I wanted to deliver this to Alex and you the day when he became a baby, but never mind the delay. @__@; Here's my congratulations present! A purple, round, small animal, which cannot speak but perhaps can entertain Alex. Just make sure he doesn't let it out and gobble it up. I think it'd be the best if you didn't let him let it out before he has turned a kid/responsible enough so he doesn't lose it. Don't forget to feed it everyday! wink
Yume

And so, yesterday's tomorrow became today.

It hadn't taken long for Feather and Alex to reach their destination, considering the girl was one hell of a bicyclist. Alexander was already rhomping about in the meadow, the various wildflowers and tall grasses licking at his bare legs as they rustled about in the wind. He was hopping about, almost acting as if though he were a frog. His attention had been caught by a small rodent only moments before, but, after the feeble creature quickly scurried into it's home, a deep hole in the earth, Alexander's focus had been shifted back to just messing around, trying to run and play with the breeze.

Feather sat down on a beach sort of towel not terribly far away, observing her Eden as he played. It was clear how comfortable he felt out in the wild, how natural.

No suprise there. She watched him for a while longer, then took a thoughtful bite of her sandwhich.

Feather quickly turned around, hearing Bird's mindless inquiry. She blinked several times, not sure if those who stood before her were simply a trick being played on her by the hot midday sun. A quick grin replaced her previously clueless expression as she realized she was being foolish.

"Hey, Bird! Is that you?" She called out, standing up and brushing a few crumbs of bread off of her lap. "Raven, too! Hello, there!" She waved happily.

Alexander had not noticed the two newcomers, remaining alone in the brush. He giggled when the grass touched his nose.

"How've you been?" Feather walked the rest of the distance to Bird, smiling a warm greeting. She turned around for a moment, seeing Alexander was still off in a world of his own.

"HEY, ALEX! COME 'ERE!" The loud order immediately took Alexander out of his daze, and as he looked around, set eyes on the small, crawling form of Raven.

"Waven!!" He squealed, half walking and half stumbling towards her. His wings flapped furiously in pure jubiluation. He came up to the girl, cheering and clapping. "Hewwo!!"

"Butterflies...sounds...painful. All that waiting, and stuff? I envy your patience." Feather heard Raven's carefully formulated sentence, and burst into happy applause. "She's really coming along, isn't she?"

"Yes! You, twoo!" Alexander cheered, reaching down and taking Raven's hands into his own to help her up. "Carewfull!"

"Yeah! In no time at all they'll be all grown up...Oh God, I hope Alex doesn't turn out all angsty and weird like some of my other companions...it's been happening more often than I want it to, lately... Anyways, have you heard anything new with Teagan? Is he still sick?" Feather's eyebrows unconsciously furrowed with concern. Any Eden being ill frightened her, especially since the children were so young.

"Flut...flutter...boos?" Alexander asked quizzically, tilting his head to one side. What the heck was a flutterboo? OH! Those weird little floatie things Raven was gesturing at! He followed her gaze and observed the butterflies for a moment, becoming enveloped in wonder. They could actually fly? But they were so small!

"Less...go see!" He said quietly, hasty to investigate these new found creatures.

"Flutter..." Alex took a cautious step forward, his free hand without thought reaching out towards the small, energetic group of creatures, his serious expression revealing he was deep in concentration. "Mus...git one..." With a sudden lurch he shot forth, letting go of Raven's hand and launching himself into the cluster of butterflies, tiny fingers outstretched with the hope of becoming entangled in one of the delicate insect's wings.

Of course, he caught not a one, instead tumbling over and instead of recieving his prize, got nothing but a mouthful of dirt.

He wasn't going to cry. Noo way, not in front of Raven. Despite his frustration he stood back up, his face growing slightly red. "Flutterboos mean..." He commented, frowning at the girl.