Zirconium
By Uniasus
~Sodium~
11) It always surprised him how many layers of cloth Sam put on when the temperature dropped and it always amused him to no end to blow hot air at his charge while he wore them.
Jeans, a long sleeved shirt, a sweatshirt, and thick socks. Longish hair, because Sam said it helped keep his ears warm. He watched through the kitchen window as the human had breakfast, oatmeal and coffee, more warm stuff. And continued to watch as Sam slipped his feet into boots, his arms into a down coat, wrapped a scarf around his neck once, zipped the coat, and then checked his pockets for the gloves and hat kept there, just in case Sam needed them.
All these layers of fabric were of a curiosity and also confusing. It's not like he was going very far, just from the house to his interior, and even the walk across the school parking lot was short. And all these layers! And Mikaela did it too!
So just to highlight the absurdity of it, as soon as they were halfway down the street he'd blow hot air into Sam's face.
"Bee! Cut it out!'
"No."
"Come on. Not Funny." Sam had unzipped his coat and was pulling on his scarf.
"Alright, alright." So he stopped blowing hot air. For the moment. He started again after they picked up Mikaela.
A/N: I'm...pathetically embarrassed by how short this one is. And the one that will follow. I'm so sorry!
