Day 3
Stork actually got to sleep past 9 the next day. Its getting easier to take of Aerrow, thought Stork. Today had been a quiet day so far. Aerrow slept most of the day in the make shift crate crib while Stork flew the Condor. Even meal times were quiet for both of them, besides some minor fussing from Aerrow.
However bedtime was a different story. Aerrow wouldn't stop fussing and Stork could not figure out how to calm him enough for him to sleep.
"Now what was it that my father said he use to do for me?" muttered Stork as he paced with Aerrow cradled him in his arms. "A lullaby but wait I don't remember it."
Aerrow continued to fuss til finally Stork knew he had think of something or Aerrow would never go to sleep and neither would he.
"Hush little baby be still don't you cry sleep for I'm here for you Hush my darling be still don't cry sweet dreams are waiting for you" Stork sang softly it was a broken piece of a lullaby he faintly remembered hearing, whatever it was it soothed Aerrow and he slowly fell asleep.