Chapter 4
Moments with Aleone: part 1
Now, as you may guess, having a dæmon in my (our) world makes a drastic change in day to day life. Since there is no logical place to insert some moments with Aleone in day to day life, I decided to create a chapter of various occurrences.
The first one happened a couple of days after arriving home from England. Before having Aleone in my life, I had a tendency to wake up suddenly and not be able to go back to sleep. That morning, I was having the normal dream of Maria molesting me (absolutely horrible experience), when all of a sudden I wake up with razor sharp claws inserted into my back. Since I wasn't used to having a dæmon, I jumped up, screamed (like a guy, contrary to Aleone's version) /but mine is true, and proceeded the stop, drop, and roll position before realizing who was on my back.
"Aleone, what the hell was that for?"
She gave me a puzzled look and said, "That's what I usually do when I have strange dreams /Daniel has weirder dreams/."
"Is that the only time you wake me up?"
"No, sometimes it is fun just to mess with you," she said reassuringly.
The next event happened about a week later while I was doing some writing. I felt something rub against my leg in a cat-like way. I looked down to see my cat Pugsley (I know it is a dog's name) wanting attention. I was too absorbed in my work to give him all that he wanted, but Aleone became interested and hopped of the couch to greet Pugs. Pugsley was surprised at first but gave the (what I think to be) formal cat greeting of touching noses. They stared at each other for a few minutes until Pugs became bored and went to find someone who would pay him more attention.
"What did he have to say," I asked Aleone with interest.
She retorted, "Does it look like I can speak cat?"
I couldn't help but smile at the lynx next to me.
"Don't you dare answer that question." She demanded and then proceeded to ignore me for the next few hours /Don't you dare laugh/.
The last occurrence noticeable enough to make the cut was at my best friend Jeff's house. There we play HALO for countless hours, so about a few days /five/ in Aleone was getting irritated (women?) and started to wail like, well a cat. To shut her up I ran my fingers through her fur, she absolutely loves the feeling (she gets it from me) so that Jeff's two dogs wouldn't go crazy. If I were in Lyra's world it would have been completely acceptable to calm your dæmon, but I wasn't in Lyra's world.
"What the in hell are you doing?" Jeff asked looking highly confused at me (in his eyes) petting the air.
"Can't you feel that draft?"
Besides those events, nothing out of the ordinary happened /don't make me laugh, except those morning when Aleone hides under the bed and scares me half to death in the morning when my toes are punctured by somebody's claws (not Pugsley's) /Well, it may be different if you didn't hog the whole bed at night/.
Oh, yeah. If you hadn't noticed, Aleone's comments are in the / /. /Mine are better/ (But you are not in charge of the typing. So... HA!)
