Wrapped around his leg was a young boy. He had a stripy homemade scarf on but no hat, so you could clearly see the soft messy blonde hair on his head. He was probably only about three maybe four years old, and he had blue eyes. They looked kind of familiar to Logan.
The eyes in question suddenly started to fill with panic. Logan kept looking down at the little boy clutching his leg, as Colin and Finn exchanged a glance.
"You're not my uncle" the little boy burst out. He slowly started to back away from the three boys.
"No, I'm not." agreed Logan. All three of the boys glanced at each other. Each one wondering what was going to happen next.
"I need ta find my uncle" the little boy murmured more to himself, looking down at the ground, ignoring the three men looking down at him.
"Are you lost?" Colin asked. The little boys head snapped back up to look at him. He looked like a spooked deer, a look that Logan had seen many times before. So he knew what was coming next.
"M...Mommy said no talk to strangers." he stuttered out. His feet started to turn, getting ready to run.
"Well you don't get much stranger than us." Finn joked. The little blonde head angled towards Finns face. His blue eyes widened. The bigger blonde elbowed Finn in the ribs. Logan crouched so his face was the same height as the little boys.
"Hey," the kid flinched, jerking to look at Logan's face. "We could help you find your uncle if you want."
"Yeah kid," Colin said, bending down, so he too was the same height as the little blonde boy before him. "We could help you out, I suppose." he turned his head towards Logan "we need to be going."
"Don't be such an ass Colin" Logan said looking at him, turning his head back to the kid... or the empty space where the kid had been.
The little Boy had turned and ran. The three boys' confusion quickly turned to horror, when they realised that the un-named child was heading straight into the road.
Logan acted the fastest. He began running after the boy, yelling at him to stop. This only seemed to make the boy run faster. The small blonde boy stepped onto the tarmac, made it the middle, and then slipped on the ice. For a timeless second he seemed to fly through the air. Logan just couldn't run fast enough. Then the boy landed, his face smacking into the road, he lay there stunned. His body crumpled against the ice. Cars started screeching to a halt, but the road was icy, their breaks won't work as well. All of this was running through Logan's mind as he bolted into the road and scooped up the kid. As he went to stand up he realised that the car was too close and coming at them too fast. He leapt with the kid in his arms, turning his body to protect the boy as they both smashed down onto the pavement on the other side.
Stunned and out of breath he held the tiny warm body. The little blonde was shaking, maybe from the cold? Logan thought, he turned the boy's face to look at him just as Colin and Finn arrived. Frantically he looked the boy over, looking for injuries. The shaking continued, Logan looked into the small boy's eyes. They were bright blue and terrified.
"What was that stunt you just pulled?" Logan asked, putting on a voice that his father had always used on him when he messed up. It was quiet, stern; his father's voice would then always turn into a yell. But that was not going to happen now.
"Look buddy, we're not gonna yell, we just need to find you mum okay."
Those big bambi eyes stared at him as the little child whispered.
"M…M…Mommy said, hold hands to cross road." The boy looked up at them. Eyes shimmering, lip quivering. The three boys could feel panic stirring within them… they all knew what was going to happen next.
"I w…want my M…MOMMY!" the little child, yelled out. Tears were breaking through, and pouring down his face. As the small boy started crying, panic set in. The three grown boys who could woe any woman, who had made it through collage surviving whatever their fathers could throw at them… panicked looking at the crying child.
"What do we do?" Colin whispered in a panic. Glancing at him Finn's eyes widened.
"You're asking me?" Finn's mouth dropped, hanging open. "What do you expect me to do?"
"You're the crazy, funny Australian! Everyone thinks your hilarious."
"I'm not hilarious, I'm DRUNK!" Finn turned to face Colin.
"YOU'RE ALWAYS DRUNK! YOU SPEND YOUR LIFE PERMANTENTLY DRUNK!"
"YOU'RE STUCK UP" Finn pushed Colin.
"YOU SOUND STUPID!" Colin pushed Finn.
"YOU SMELL LIKE ALCOHOL!"
"YOU ALWAYS SMELL LIKE ALCOHOL!" Logan looked up disbelievingly at his friends, then back at the crying boy in his arms.
"YOU SMELL IN GENERAL!" Finn yelled back. Colin pushed him, and Finn fell back slipping on the icy pavement and the little boy stopped crying.
There was a moment of quiet. The beat of calm was suddenly broken by the whimpers of a little boy, who was about to start screaming.
"Finn, stand up." Logan directed. Finn looked at him, and saw the 'don't mess with me' look in Logan's eyes. Grumbling he stood up. Logan (still holding the small boy in his arms) looked Finn in the eye as he said "Now Colin, push him over again."
"What?" Both boys looked at Logan like he was crazy.
The small boy in Logan's arms opened his mouth to start crying again.
"The kid likes the slap stick comedy." Logan rushed, before the kid could start crying again.
Finn started "But I…" Colin pushed him, and Finn landed in the ice. Eyes blazing, Finn stood up getting ready to yell but was stopped by giggles. Looking down Finn saw sparkling blue eyes looking up at him. A slow smirk spread across his face. Without warning he leapt at Colin. What followed was a scuffle between two grown men, accompanied to a small blonde boy's giggles and a tall blonde man's concealed laughter.
Hi guys, hope you enjoyed it.
I was debating whether the kid should be a boy or a girl, but i decided on boy cos that way you can see more similarities to Logan.
Don't expect me to update this fast all the time, I'm just kinda excited!
please review and give your thoughts, it would really help me out!
Amy xx
