A little boy of five stood outside next to his mother, whom held a plate of fresh cookies on a pan in front of their neighbor's house. For as long as he could remember the house was empty. Yesterday while he was playing outside, he saw a large white truck bring stuff inside the house. And now a big red truck was parked in front in their drive which he thought was totally cool.
"Mama?" He asked, tugging on the hem of her sleeve.
"Yes, Connie?" His mother smiled at him.
"Why do I 'ave to come? You always go by yourself."
His mother pressed the doorbell before patting him on the head with her free hand.
"Because this time, they have a little girl. And she's probably really lonely so I want you to try to be her friend What do you say, my little superhero?"
Connie gave her his bravest expression and determinedly knocked on the door with his little hand.
They took a step back as the door swung open, revealing a gruff looking man.
"Yes?" He asked.
"Hello, sir. My son and I would like to welcome you to the neighborhood."
The man looked down at Connie who forced himself not to bury his face in his mothers pants.
" What's your name, tyke?"
"I'm Connie and I'm this many." He held out his hand showing all five fingers.
"Is that so?" The man chuckled and looked back at his mother with a smile. "He's very brave, most kids twice his age run off after one look at me. Here let me take those. I'm sure Sasha will appreciate them, thank you."
Connie's mother laughed," It was no problem. Is Sasha your wife?"
A flash of sadness flickered over his face. "Ah, no. My wife passed away a long time ago. That's my daughter she's six and has the appetite of a full grown man already. Speaking of which. Sasha! Come down here please!"
The sound of pattering feet coming down the stairs stopped Connie's mother from saying anything.
"These nice people brought you some cookie, Sasha."
A little girl slightly taller than Connie blushed and mumbled a thanks.
"Hi! I'm Connie." He held out a pudgy, tan hand.
The brown haired girl looked up from the floor and took his hand timidly. "I'm Sasha."
"Hi, Sasha! Do you wanna go play super heroes?" Connie chirped eagerly.
A wide smile brightened Sasha's features, "Yeah! Let's go!"
The two ran off mock-fighting to fight the cat leaving behind their amused parents and the plate of cookies forgotten.