Otis POV
I stood there in silence, staring at the ashes that had remained burning until late morning. Snow had started to fall, lightly. "Beautiful", as the humans called it.
I mean, don't get me wrong, it's "beautiful" and all. But what I considered "beautiful" was a large group of people running, blood pumping fast. O positive. Beautiful, porcelain necks. Yet, Vikas's ashes were being hidden by a blanket of snow, not beautiful at all.
Well, they'd blow away anyways. Oh well.
I glanced at my pocket watch. 9:50 am. I grabbed my suitcase and, with my incredible speed, took off for the airport. Through the security. On the plane. Just nine hours to Stokerton, two hours to Nelly's, dinner and a movie with the newlyweds and my fiancé. Then Nelly and I would head out to Reno early tomorrow morning.
*BEEEEP*
It was my phone. I had received one of those, um. What did the kids call it? Oh yes, a picture message.
10 minutes later
I opened my phone as I boarded the plane. Then came the picture.
Oh. My. Pravus.
IT WAS A BOY!