A.N: Got this idea bout midnight, so, here we go. I know it needs to be edited, so I'll do that later, but I need to upload or I'll go nuts...
Disclaimer: psh-yeah..me, own MTNN? right. and the moon is really hot pink.
thank you.
Child hands
Neuro fell asleep to the sound of Yako humming contentedly while she worked.
He felt a puff of warm air on his cheek, and the hushed murmur of a child. Small hands briefly toyed with a hair trinket before resting upon his folded hands.
"…papa…"
.
A small, high voice called.
.
Neuro awoke with a start, sitting upright.
Yako had stopped humming.
"Neuro?" she inquired, her pen (hopefully) poised above a promising article. "You were making too much noise, dishrag."
He resumed the sleeping position, trying in vain to fall into a dreamless state.
What an odd dream….
Or maybe a vision?
No, nonsense, mystery eaters weren't clairvoyant.
But they were such small hands…..
He cracked open an eye to look at his gloved hands.
Nothing unusual there.
But they were so small….and clingy.
Weak.
But oh so very warm….
It was just a dream, He tried convincing himself.
Just a dream.
Just a very good, happy dream.
A.N: Should I continue?
A.N: EDIT!!: Hey! I've decided that any additional chapters I have will go into my drabbles series. so, check there. This is because I'd like to leave this a one shot, and not ruin what I've got. so...ywah.
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