Panther eyes:
Answer 1: You can't fight them. Sorry but there is no way.
Answer 2: Of course I will, but only after making him work for it.
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I look at her hastily retreating back. I am too confused to come up with any reaction.
I don't even have enough sense to stop her.
Are the fates trying to be funny here?
Or is god actually some kind of masochist, feeding off the delicious ironies that make his people's head spin?
All in all, Crazy Imprint.
Seems funny, half an hour earlier my biggest problem had been an unrequited crush.
It felt especially trivial now, in the light of recent events.
Should I follow her?
Wouldn't that be a bit stalkerish, though?
But what if she isn't from around here?
It would just be my luck to imprint on some girl who lived in India or something and out on a world tour.
"Excuse me Mister?" A tiny, apprehensive voice interrupts my pessimistic mind-babble. I look down to see a small boy of about ten years, looking up at me with a little fear. His hair are neatly trimmed and combed down and he had round specs sitting on his nose. He has a book in his hand. History of M is all I can see of the title as the rest is covered by his hand.
"Yes?"
"Can you tell me where Mom went?"
He seems unnecessarily intimidated by my size. I look at him confused.
"Mom?"
"Oh Sorry. She was talking to you a while back, right? Me and…"
"Where's Mom, bro?"
The tiny boy sighs like an old man.
"That is what I was trying to find out, Rose."
The girl is a typical tomboy type. She has red hair which falls on her forehead in bangs cutting of at her shoulder and has a few leaves stuck in it. She makes an impatient noise.
And turns to me.
" You see, we were playing right over there" She points vaguely to the background without turning. "And mom was sitting here and then you came up and you guys started talking and we went farther that ways." She made another vague gesture to her back, still looking at me. "And then we come back and she isn't here so we thought you'd know where she went off to."
She said all this very quickly and without stopping for breath.
Oh crap. So not only is my new imprint crazy, she is married. With two kids to boot. I could feel my heart splintering and hitting my toes.
"Well? Do you know where she went?"
I could feel my hands beginning to shake as the rage against the fates starts to boil inside me. Where was the fucking justice? I notice the kids are still looking at me, waiting for an answer.
"No. She just went off."
The boy looks a little worried but the girl just flips her hair.
"Don't worry, Huggies. We'll just go home. It's not that far."
The boy shakes his head in a way that makes him look like a 50 year old grandfather.
"You know I hate it when you call me that."
She muses up the kid's hair, who ducks a second too late.
"That's exactly why I do though, Huggies. Come on, let's go."
Married, Unmarried, Crazy, Sane, these are still my imprints children and I am not going to just let them walk home alone. The protective instinct is too strong.
"Do you guys need help getting home? Where do you live?
The boy starts to speak but the girl, Rose, interrupts.
"Mom says never to tell that to a stranger."
"Well, but I know your Mom, right?"
"And Mom said never ever to tell it to a stranger who said that."
She was one wiseass kid and I wouldn't get anywhere arguing with her.
"Well, how about we make a deal. I won't walk you home but we wait here till you Mom comes back, how's that?"
The girl still looks suspicious. Well, at least the kid won't get kidnapped in a hurry.
"I… guess…we could do that."
So we prop down on the park bench, me taking up the role of a very depressed, very downtrodden Nanny as we wait for the eternal love of my life to come back and claim her children.
Seems funny, that till a few moments ago my biggest problem was imprinting on a crazy woman.
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