"So guys…" I said my face turned towards the sun and the blue sky avoiding the faces of my flock
"So guys…" I said my face turned towards the sun and the blue sky avoiding the faces of my flock. "This is it. I'll email I promise." Slowly I turned to look at them. Okay first, none of are birds nor do we have any attachments that would give you impressions that we are birds i.e. wings, beaks, talons. We're just a bunch of kids thrown out of the nest at a very early age. But now I'm moving to Germany and can't be here in the states to look after them. In turn I met each of their eyes.
First, there's Fang. Okay so his name is not really Fang but we call him that. Just FYI its Anthony. He's Fang because just like a fang, he's SBD… you know Silent But Deadly. Like a fart. But don't tell him that or the last thing you'll see is his navy almost black eyes glaring at you. He's about 6'2" and he is awesome. He 'n' me have known each other since we were kids. Our parents really shoved us together.
Then there's Iggy. He's fourteen like Fang and I but we only met him when we went to school. He's about 5'11" and has blond hair and blue rather a lighter blue then Fang. He's blind but that doesn't really stop him. His real name is James but the entire flock agrees that Iggy is better. He is always igniting things. He got at least four lighter on him all the time even in school. He lights little things on fire. Bits of paper, grass, twigs, you name it it's been on fire.
Next comes Nudge. She's eleven with a huge thick brown hair, beautiful brown eyes and even browner skin. We found her being beat up by guys and since I can't stand to see girls being picked on by guys and vice versa stepped in. We kinda picked her up after the seventh time I saved her. Her parents named her Monique but she likes Nudge better. Because this girl can talk. It's chatter chatter till the cows come home. She can nudge right over the sane line right into the insane. But boy do we love her.
After her comes Timothy. We call him Gasman due to a unfortunate stomach digestion problem. Whew he puts the deadly in SDB. No seriously we were swimmin' in the pond he farted and a couple of fish went belly up. He's got the cutest blue eyes and a cowlick in his blond hair. He's eight.
There's Lucy. Really she's Angel. Because she's so darn cute. She's just like her older brother Gasman. Blond, blue eyed, six years old. She's so innocent. We found her and her brother in a park sleeping on a bench. We're not sure where they live but everytime we see them they've got new clothes and are healthy. They were lost that day so we gave 'em directions and split. But they followed us instead. Ahh well now I'm glad we got 'em.
Finally, there's Total. He's what 1'11" with this really black hair and ugly black eyes. Hes really stuck on Angel. Follows her every where. It's a really unhealthy obsession. And for all of you who are lost he is a dog. We found in a trash can and Angel
wanted him. He looks like a Scotty but…who knows? He doesn't like eating on the floor either. It's almost like he can talk. But really a talking dog? Com'on.
That's my flock. We look out for each other. We know each other outside and in. It's like we were in another life together. But I'm not a hippie so I doubt that. I was really going to miss them even Total. Course they'll stay with me in my dreams. Since I heard we were moving to Germany I've had these really weird dreams. All of us have wings, we fight human-lupine wolfmen things, I have a voice in my head who tells me what to do, Total talks, Angel can read minds, I was kept in a cage for the better part of my child hood being tested on and worked to death until I escaped, and generally run for our lives. But really like that's ever gonna happen.