It was 3 o'clock in the morning before Howard went to bed. He had stayed awake just to make sure Vince stayed asleep.
All that was on t.v by now was teleshopping so he was getting bored and his eyelids were getting heavier, heavier and heavier. So he trudged into bed and his eyes had just shut when he heard the tiniest noise, a little whimper coming from Vince's room. He listened for a while just to see if anything would come of it, after a while he fell asleep stirring every now and then.
4:30 am: Vince woke up and crawled quietly into Howard's room, he silently clambered up his bed and right up beside his head. "Hayad." Vince mumbled softly a tear slowly dripped down his bony cheek.
"Wha, wha, what?" Howard woke up to see Vince's small face, his lip pouted, his big blue eyes glistening with tears against the pale moonlight.
"Hayad." Vince whispered struggling to pronounce the older man's name.
"Whats up little man?" Howard said his eyes still adjusting to the dim light
"Ish cold." He said trembling
Howard was almost positive he had left enough blankets but anyway he got up and shuffled into Vince's room, his feet hating every step onto the wooden floor which was as cold as ice.
It was dark in Vince's room as it was in all rooms but the moon was in full view, the window was slightly open and the silhouette of a fox on the fence was making Howard feel very insecure. Howard shut Vince's window and walked back into his own room where Vince was curled up into a ball on Howard's pillow. Howard tried to gently move Vince but every time he touched Vince the baby batted at Howard occasionally scrabbing him.
So Howard went into the living room and lifted a pillow, after shuffling back in, he lay upside down and fell into a deep sleep. At 8 o clock Vince woke, rolled over and fell off the bed, thankfully he didn't hurt himself but he did make a loud enough noise to waken Howard.
"Vince?" the older man said rubbing his eyes due to his sudden awakening.
"Hayad" Vince mumbled with an "I got caught" sort of expression
"Where are you off to?" Howard asked standing up
"out" Vince said crawling off and into the living room.
"Come back!" Howard said walking over to where Vince was
"Where about are you going to be" he asked
"TV" he said crawling off again
"Look at this" Howard said lifting the remote and putting on the teletubbies
He almost said "They talk rubbish, just like you" but caught himself first
Vince sat on the rug sucking on his toes and watching them sort of hypnotised in their coloured antics.
Howard went into the kitchen to start working on breakfast.
"scuirl" Vince babbled "pwetty, scuirl"
There was a little red squirrel on the window sill scratching in to get the food.
"Want brekfasht" Vince said standing on some books, he used all his strength to open the window so that the squirrel could climb in, which it did.
"Hayad, scuirl." He said clapping his hands as the squirrel ran around the room like a nut.
The squirrel lifted the wire on the electric box and was just about to sink his teeth into it when...