On the day of my first tutors lesson, I slid off the bus and gazed longing
at the corner I usually walked round and then turned into my own street.
Everyone else was making their way home already or waiting at the bus stop
to catch the next bus. Trunks, Bra and Goten were waiting for me patiently
so that we could walk to their street.
"Ready to go, Marron?" Bra called, getting a little tried of waiting.
"Sure...whatever." I mumbled. Why me? What had I done to deserve this torture?
We started down the sidewalk in the opposite direction to my house. As usual, Bra kept her head buried in a book. Goten and Trunks walked ahead, chatting about fighting, a topic that rarely interested me. I was left to walk between them in silence, continuing to worry about my new tutor.
Gohan. From my vague memories of him, he seemed quiet, gentle and good natured. Yet people can change in seven years. For all I knew, Gohan could be exactly like Goten. I knew he was married now and had a daughter. I had been invited to the wedding but I hardly remembered that. Gohan had married three years after the events of Majin Buu. I had never met his two year old daughter. I wondered what she would be like.
After a twenty minute walk, we reached Capsule corp., the large, modern mansion like building combined with the Briefs' family multi million dollar company. This was also where Trunks and Bra lived. Since our families were friendly with each other and we only lived twenty minutes apart, the Briefs family weren't strangers to me and I saw them on a regular basis.
We met Bulma, Trunks and Bra's mother, in the kitchen. She gave us all a charming smile.
"Hi kids, how was school?" She beamed. "Nice to see you, Marron. Would you like something to eat?"
I shook my head firmly, too worried about meeting my tutor to even consider food. Goten, Trunks and Bra demonstrated the famous Sayian appetite as they shoveled mouthfuls down their stomach. I cringed. It was enough to turn anyone off food.
After they had finished eating, Goten, Trunks and Bra led me to the back garden. It was a large, green pool of well cut grass with an in-ground pool and surrounded with a long hedge.
"See you tomorrow, Goten." Trunks grinned, then waved shyly to me. "Good luck, Marron."
I blushed deeply as Trunks and Bra hurried back into the house. Only Goten and I were left. He gave me a large smile, which I took to be offensive. He was so hideously ugly.
"Ready to go, Marron?" He asked me and I nodded in reply.
He came close and held out shaky hands. With him unsure of where to put them, and me struggling to get away from him, Goten finally ended up with his hands clasped around my waist, my body facing out from him.
"Be warned. When I take off into the air, I fly very fast until we get over the clouds. Otherwise, people might see me and then there could be trouble."
I scowled. "You don't have to treat me like a little girl, Goten. My parents were both good fighters in their time, even if they were only human. I can handle a little pressure."
"You've been warned." He laughed and flew into the air at a lightning fast pace.
I gasped as I we soared into the sky. My head hurt as we lunged further and further towards the clouds above us. My stomach lurched and I didn't dare to look down. I had never flown before, and I didn't like it. Goten, on the other hand, was having the time of his life.
We finally broke through the clouds and my mouth filled with wet gas like rain. When we finally came over the top of the clouds, Goten slowed right down, and I shot a glance at the sun, shining golden light down upon us, lighting the clouds bellow us in a faint pink glow.
"Beautiful isn't it?" Goten grinned, holding me tightly.
We flew horizontally, and I stared down at the pin sized buildings of Capsule City. I suddenly became aware of the fact that Goten's strong grip around my waist was the only thing from stopping me falling. My worst enemy was the only one who could prevent my death and I prayed that he wouldn't let go until my feet were firmly on the ground.
Goten searched for something to say. "Perfect way to end your day, huh?" He had to shout over the sound of the air rushing in our ears.
We were moving quickly again and my lungs felt weak. I gasped for oxygen, which their wasn't much of at such a high altitude. Goten seemed to be coping fine.
"Normally, I stay at Trunks' place longer. We usually do our homework together and then spar a little. Sometimes I even stay for dinner. Capsule corp. is my second home."
I could no longer stand the lack of oxygen. My body was giving way.
"Goten.....please....lower." I gasped through long, raspy breaths.
Goten understood and flew back through the clouds. I could now see that we were far away from any city and surrounded in lush mountain wilderness.
"We don't need to worry about being seen here. Hardly anyone lives in this area." I felt Goten's eyes on the back of my head. "Sorry Marron, I forgot you were only human and wouldn't be able to cope at such a high alterative."
Only human? I gave him a dirty look. "Hey, I may not be some sort of alien freak, but at least I'm not a weakling. You have to stop putting humans down. You're half human too, you know!"
Goten burst into laughter. "Sorry Marron. Geez, you're pretty tough for someone who doesn't train."
We past over a small village, some more mountains and trees and landed outside two almost identical houses. One for Goten and his parents and the other for Gohan and his family.
Goten led me to the house to the right and knocked on the front door. It was opened by a tall young woman with a black curtain of raven hair that was cut neatly under her ears. Large, lilac eyes sprung from cream, white skin and she smiled broadly when she saw us.
"Hello Goten, how was school? And good to see you Marron! I haven't seen you since you were a kid! You've grown so much!"
I gathered this must be Gohan's wife. However, I couldn't remember her name, even though I'd heard it a million times in my own household before. She opened the door wider to let us both in. I noticed, with dismay, that the house was lined with shelves full of books.
A little girl sat on the floor, playing with a ball. She had pure black, messy hair, cut at a boy's length with gleaming dark eyes and gorgeous, chubby cheeks. She stood up when Goten and I cam in and ran into Goten's arms.
"Uncle Goten!" She cried. "I missed you today."
I couldn't help smiling as the little girl buried her face into Goten's shirt. He was smiling too as he held her.
"This is my daughter, Pan." The dark haired woman told me. "Just wait here and I'll find Gohan for you."
I became scared once more, knowing my tutor was only upstairs. Even though our families had been close, I hadn't seen Goten in seven years. And as his wife had said, a lot could change in seven years.
"Well, I better go and start my homework." Goten said with a smile as he set his two year old niece on the ground again. "Just come by when you want to go home, Marron."
"Come back and play with me, Uncle Goten!" The little girl squeaked.
Soon after Goten left, Gohan appeared in the room. He did look a lot like Goten. He had a similar haircut, though Gohan had a smoother, calmer face that suited the hairstyle. He wore a emerald green suit and his eyes were hidden behind thick glasses.
"Hey." He said in greeting. His voice was deep and smooth. Not at all like Goten's. "Good to see you, Marron. I'm Gohan, you're tutor."
He held out a hand and I shook it. His smile was kind and reassuring. I couldn't see why I had been so terrified of meeting him only moments before.
"I'll take Pan upstairs so you two can get started." His wife called as she lifted her daughter.
"Thanks, Videl." Gohan replied.
Videl! That was her name, of course! I couldn't believe I had forgotten so easily.
Once Videl had taken Pan upstairs, Gohan took off his glasses to reveal the gleaming dark eyes he shared with his daughter. He pulled out a chair at a desk and offered one to me.
"I thought that we could spend today getting to know each other." He said with a smile. "I haven't seen you since the days of Majin Buu. Of course you remember all about that, don't you?"
It was impossible to lie to Gohan. "Well, most of it. All the important things."
"The important things."
"I remember you, and Trunks and Goten. I remember my mother had longer hair and my father had more hair than he does now. I remember a little of Videl, and a little of Bulma. That's about it."
"That's all?" There was concern in his voice. "Don't you remember anything about Majin Buu?"
"Only that he was pink." I felt embarrassed and added hurriedly. "I didn't get much of a chance to see him, did I? I only saw him once, when he turned me into a chocolate."
"You remember that?"
"Sort of....no." I sighed. I was hopeless.
Gohan sat in thought, then burst out laughing. "Is your memory always this bad? How old were you back then."
"Eight."
"Eight! That was only seven years ago! You should be able to remember something that happened to you eight years ago, especially such a memorable moment in your life."
"My memory always has been pretty bad." I mumbled, feeling more embarrassed than ever.
"That could be your problem."
I met his eyes and saw he was still smiling. He wasn't angry or fierce like Mrs Morgan. He could be a very good teacher. I could imagine him teaching our class with kindness and compassion, never shouting at anyone if they couldn't do something. I wished he really was our teacher.
"Maybe your problem with math and all your other subjects is that you can't remember stuff after you've learnt it." He said, thinking deeply. "That could also be the cause for your short attention span, which means that you have trouble studying. Which his why you continually fail tests!"
He finished triumphantly, coming to a scientific conclusion. "You're smart Marron. I knew you were the moment I saw you. Yet you need to improve your memory span and your concentration."
"How?" I asked, rather rudely.
"We can't really work on it today, but I'm going to give you some homework. Make sure you have it done by tomorrow."
I froze. Homework! No one had said extra homework would be involved. I new there would be extra study, but not this!
He must have seen the startled expression on my face, because he then added with a laugh. "It's nothing hard. Just some revision so I can see what level you're at. You should be able to get through it quickly. Unfortunately, our time is up but I'll see you tomorrow, Marron."
"Thanks." I mumbled, putting my homework in my bag.
"You should go next door and get Goten to take you home. I would take you if I could but I have my own studies to do. I'll see you later."
"Thanks." I repeated and scurried out the front door.
It was now late afternoon and the sun was setting behind the mountains. I hadn't realized how much time had passed.
I felt nervous as I made my way to Goten's front door. As I mentioned before, I have never really been interested in guys besides one. So I had never seen inside a boy's house before, with the acceptation of Trunks. But that was different. I had been going over to his house since forever. I had never been over to Goten's place before. It was a place I hoped to stay clear of.
I knocked on the door and a woman answered it. Goten's mother. She was slightly older than my own mother with shoulder length black hair and beady black eyes. Her pale face was lined with fine wrinkles that made her look more signified than old, especially when she was in tradition Japanese dress.
"Hello I'm-" I began.
"I know who you are, Marron. Come in." She had a stern voice, sharp and biting. Yet it wasn't a cruel voice. I could tell she was strict already.
Her house was different to Gohan's. It was around about the same size, but without books and slightly plainer furniture. The kitchen and the living room were fused and a man sat at the kitchen table in red and orange. His odd, porcupine hairstyle gave him a happy and childish appearance and he looked young even if he was a grandfather.
"Hi!" He called in a voice nearly identical to his son's. I could see now where Goten got his utterly repulsive positive attitude and childlike behavior from. He addressed the woman who greeted me. "Chi-Chi, this is Marron, right?"
"Goten is just upstairs." Chi-Chi told me, ignoring her husband's question. "Just go on up."
My legs shook as I climbed the stairs. Including Trunks, I had never been inside a boy's room before. I stumbled with excitement, wondering what it would be like. Even if this was Goten's room, it would still look like the bedroom other guys had, wouldn't it.
I could tell which room was Goten's the moment I came up the stairs. Loud music was blaring from behind a closed door. It made me shudder to think that Goten and I had the same taste in music. The song he was listening to was my favorite.
I followed the noise and reached his door. At first, I stood still, wondering whether to knock or just barge in. A thought crossed my mind. Goten could be getting dressed! Gross! I decided it was safer to knock.
There was no answer. Goten probably couldn't hear me over the music. I knocked again and called his name. Still no reply. I tried again, this time screaming his name incredibly loudly.
When Goten still didn't answer, I realized I still didn't have any option and I would have to go in. I pushed the door open and begged that he was fully clothed!
Goten's room wasn't at all like I had expected. Unlike me, his walls were bare and not a single poster had been plastered over the white cram paint. Like me, his bed was positioned under his window which looked out on the forest and the mountains in the distance. Against the opposite wall stood his bookshelf, wardrobe, stereo and desk on which rested completed homework. Goten lay on his bed, his feet bare and the rest of him (thank goodness) fully clothed. He got to his feet as soon as I came in and switched off his stereo.
"Hi." He said with a smile. "Sorry, didn't hear you come in."
"I knocked three times!" I cried.
I chuckled merrily and stepped towards the door, causing me to back out. We went back downstairs together and met with Chi-Chi and Goten's father, Goku in the kitchen. I breathed in the smell of their dinner and realized I hadn't eaten anything since lunch.
"Just taking Marron home." Goten called to them over the gentle hum of the stove. "Be back soon."
"If you want, Goten, I could-" Goku began.
"Goku, hush." Chi-Chi stopped him. "See you soon, Goten."
We made our way outside and Goten fastened his arms around my waist once more. He flew slowly into the air, not having to worry about being seen. This time, he flew a little slower. Slower than I would have liked. I may not have liked flying, but I was desperate to get home.
"You can go a little faster if you want to." I informed him.
Goten nodded and took up the pace, finally landing in Capsule corp. front yard.
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow, then." Goten said unsurely.
"Yeah....tomorrow." I mumbled and watched him fly away again.
After he was gone, I made my way back to my house. Hopefully in time for dinner!
"Ready to go, Marron?" Bra called, getting a little tried of waiting.
"Sure...whatever." I mumbled. Why me? What had I done to deserve this torture?
We started down the sidewalk in the opposite direction to my house. As usual, Bra kept her head buried in a book. Goten and Trunks walked ahead, chatting about fighting, a topic that rarely interested me. I was left to walk between them in silence, continuing to worry about my new tutor.
Gohan. From my vague memories of him, he seemed quiet, gentle and good natured. Yet people can change in seven years. For all I knew, Gohan could be exactly like Goten. I knew he was married now and had a daughter. I had been invited to the wedding but I hardly remembered that. Gohan had married three years after the events of Majin Buu. I had never met his two year old daughter. I wondered what she would be like.
After a twenty minute walk, we reached Capsule corp., the large, modern mansion like building combined with the Briefs' family multi million dollar company. This was also where Trunks and Bra lived. Since our families were friendly with each other and we only lived twenty minutes apart, the Briefs family weren't strangers to me and I saw them on a regular basis.
We met Bulma, Trunks and Bra's mother, in the kitchen. She gave us all a charming smile.
"Hi kids, how was school?" She beamed. "Nice to see you, Marron. Would you like something to eat?"
I shook my head firmly, too worried about meeting my tutor to even consider food. Goten, Trunks and Bra demonstrated the famous Sayian appetite as they shoveled mouthfuls down their stomach. I cringed. It was enough to turn anyone off food.
After they had finished eating, Goten, Trunks and Bra led me to the back garden. It was a large, green pool of well cut grass with an in-ground pool and surrounded with a long hedge.
"See you tomorrow, Goten." Trunks grinned, then waved shyly to me. "Good luck, Marron."
I blushed deeply as Trunks and Bra hurried back into the house. Only Goten and I were left. He gave me a large smile, which I took to be offensive. He was so hideously ugly.
"Ready to go, Marron?" He asked me and I nodded in reply.
He came close and held out shaky hands. With him unsure of where to put them, and me struggling to get away from him, Goten finally ended up with his hands clasped around my waist, my body facing out from him.
"Be warned. When I take off into the air, I fly very fast until we get over the clouds. Otherwise, people might see me and then there could be trouble."
I scowled. "You don't have to treat me like a little girl, Goten. My parents were both good fighters in their time, even if they were only human. I can handle a little pressure."
"You've been warned." He laughed and flew into the air at a lightning fast pace.
I gasped as I we soared into the sky. My head hurt as we lunged further and further towards the clouds above us. My stomach lurched and I didn't dare to look down. I had never flown before, and I didn't like it. Goten, on the other hand, was having the time of his life.
We finally broke through the clouds and my mouth filled with wet gas like rain. When we finally came over the top of the clouds, Goten slowed right down, and I shot a glance at the sun, shining golden light down upon us, lighting the clouds bellow us in a faint pink glow.
"Beautiful isn't it?" Goten grinned, holding me tightly.
We flew horizontally, and I stared down at the pin sized buildings of Capsule City. I suddenly became aware of the fact that Goten's strong grip around my waist was the only thing from stopping me falling. My worst enemy was the only one who could prevent my death and I prayed that he wouldn't let go until my feet were firmly on the ground.
Goten searched for something to say. "Perfect way to end your day, huh?" He had to shout over the sound of the air rushing in our ears.
We were moving quickly again and my lungs felt weak. I gasped for oxygen, which their wasn't much of at such a high altitude. Goten seemed to be coping fine.
"Normally, I stay at Trunks' place longer. We usually do our homework together and then spar a little. Sometimes I even stay for dinner. Capsule corp. is my second home."
I could no longer stand the lack of oxygen. My body was giving way.
"Goten.....please....lower." I gasped through long, raspy breaths.
Goten understood and flew back through the clouds. I could now see that we were far away from any city and surrounded in lush mountain wilderness.
"We don't need to worry about being seen here. Hardly anyone lives in this area." I felt Goten's eyes on the back of my head. "Sorry Marron, I forgot you were only human and wouldn't be able to cope at such a high alterative."
Only human? I gave him a dirty look. "Hey, I may not be some sort of alien freak, but at least I'm not a weakling. You have to stop putting humans down. You're half human too, you know!"
Goten burst into laughter. "Sorry Marron. Geez, you're pretty tough for someone who doesn't train."
We past over a small village, some more mountains and trees and landed outside two almost identical houses. One for Goten and his parents and the other for Gohan and his family.
Goten led me to the house to the right and knocked on the front door. It was opened by a tall young woman with a black curtain of raven hair that was cut neatly under her ears. Large, lilac eyes sprung from cream, white skin and she smiled broadly when she saw us.
"Hello Goten, how was school? And good to see you Marron! I haven't seen you since you were a kid! You've grown so much!"
I gathered this must be Gohan's wife. However, I couldn't remember her name, even though I'd heard it a million times in my own household before. She opened the door wider to let us both in. I noticed, with dismay, that the house was lined with shelves full of books.
A little girl sat on the floor, playing with a ball. She had pure black, messy hair, cut at a boy's length with gleaming dark eyes and gorgeous, chubby cheeks. She stood up when Goten and I cam in and ran into Goten's arms.
"Uncle Goten!" She cried. "I missed you today."
I couldn't help smiling as the little girl buried her face into Goten's shirt. He was smiling too as he held her.
"This is my daughter, Pan." The dark haired woman told me. "Just wait here and I'll find Gohan for you."
I became scared once more, knowing my tutor was only upstairs. Even though our families had been close, I hadn't seen Goten in seven years. And as his wife had said, a lot could change in seven years.
"Well, I better go and start my homework." Goten said with a smile as he set his two year old niece on the ground again. "Just come by when you want to go home, Marron."
"Come back and play with me, Uncle Goten!" The little girl squeaked.
Soon after Goten left, Gohan appeared in the room. He did look a lot like Goten. He had a similar haircut, though Gohan had a smoother, calmer face that suited the hairstyle. He wore a emerald green suit and his eyes were hidden behind thick glasses.
"Hey." He said in greeting. His voice was deep and smooth. Not at all like Goten's. "Good to see you, Marron. I'm Gohan, you're tutor."
He held out a hand and I shook it. His smile was kind and reassuring. I couldn't see why I had been so terrified of meeting him only moments before.
"I'll take Pan upstairs so you two can get started." His wife called as she lifted her daughter.
"Thanks, Videl." Gohan replied.
Videl! That was her name, of course! I couldn't believe I had forgotten so easily.
Once Videl had taken Pan upstairs, Gohan took off his glasses to reveal the gleaming dark eyes he shared with his daughter. He pulled out a chair at a desk and offered one to me.
"I thought that we could spend today getting to know each other." He said with a smile. "I haven't seen you since the days of Majin Buu. Of course you remember all about that, don't you?"
It was impossible to lie to Gohan. "Well, most of it. All the important things."
"The important things."
"I remember you, and Trunks and Goten. I remember my mother had longer hair and my father had more hair than he does now. I remember a little of Videl, and a little of Bulma. That's about it."
"That's all?" There was concern in his voice. "Don't you remember anything about Majin Buu?"
"Only that he was pink." I felt embarrassed and added hurriedly. "I didn't get much of a chance to see him, did I? I only saw him once, when he turned me into a chocolate."
"You remember that?"
"Sort of....no." I sighed. I was hopeless.
Gohan sat in thought, then burst out laughing. "Is your memory always this bad? How old were you back then."
"Eight."
"Eight! That was only seven years ago! You should be able to remember something that happened to you eight years ago, especially such a memorable moment in your life."
"My memory always has been pretty bad." I mumbled, feeling more embarrassed than ever.
"That could be your problem."
I met his eyes and saw he was still smiling. He wasn't angry or fierce like Mrs Morgan. He could be a very good teacher. I could imagine him teaching our class with kindness and compassion, never shouting at anyone if they couldn't do something. I wished he really was our teacher.
"Maybe your problem with math and all your other subjects is that you can't remember stuff after you've learnt it." He said, thinking deeply. "That could also be the cause for your short attention span, which means that you have trouble studying. Which his why you continually fail tests!"
He finished triumphantly, coming to a scientific conclusion. "You're smart Marron. I knew you were the moment I saw you. Yet you need to improve your memory span and your concentration."
"How?" I asked, rather rudely.
"We can't really work on it today, but I'm going to give you some homework. Make sure you have it done by tomorrow."
I froze. Homework! No one had said extra homework would be involved. I new there would be extra study, but not this!
He must have seen the startled expression on my face, because he then added with a laugh. "It's nothing hard. Just some revision so I can see what level you're at. You should be able to get through it quickly. Unfortunately, our time is up but I'll see you tomorrow, Marron."
"Thanks." I mumbled, putting my homework in my bag.
"You should go next door and get Goten to take you home. I would take you if I could but I have my own studies to do. I'll see you later."
"Thanks." I repeated and scurried out the front door.
It was now late afternoon and the sun was setting behind the mountains. I hadn't realized how much time had passed.
I felt nervous as I made my way to Goten's front door. As I mentioned before, I have never really been interested in guys besides one. So I had never seen inside a boy's house before, with the acceptation of Trunks. But that was different. I had been going over to his house since forever. I had never been over to Goten's place before. It was a place I hoped to stay clear of.
I knocked on the door and a woman answered it. Goten's mother. She was slightly older than my own mother with shoulder length black hair and beady black eyes. Her pale face was lined with fine wrinkles that made her look more signified than old, especially when she was in tradition Japanese dress.
"Hello I'm-" I began.
"I know who you are, Marron. Come in." She had a stern voice, sharp and biting. Yet it wasn't a cruel voice. I could tell she was strict already.
Her house was different to Gohan's. It was around about the same size, but without books and slightly plainer furniture. The kitchen and the living room were fused and a man sat at the kitchen table in red and orange. His odd, porcupine hairstyle gave him a happy and childish appearance and he looked young even if he was a grandfather.
"Hi!" He called in a voice nearly identical to his son's. I could see now where Goten got his utterly repulsive positive attitude and childlike behavior from. He addressed the woman who greeted me. "Chi-Chi, this is Marron, right?"
"Goten is just upstairs." Chi-Chi told me, ignoring her husband's question. "Just go on up."
My legs shook as I climbed the stairs. Including Trunks, I had never been inside a boy's room before. I stumbled with excitement, wondering what it would be like. Even if this was Goten's room, it would still look like the bedroom other guys had, wouldn't it.
I could tell which room was Goten's the moment I came up the stairs. Loud music was blaring from behind a closed door. It made me shudder to think that Goten and I had the same taste in music. The song he was listening to was my favorite.
I followed the noise and reached his door. At first, I stood still, wondering whether to knock or just barge in. A thought crossed my mind. Goten could be getting dressed! Gross! I decided it was safer to knock.
There was no answer. Goten probably couldn't hear me over the music. I knocked again and called his name. Still no reply. I tried again, this time screaming his name incredibly loudly.
When Goten still didn't answer, I realized I still didn't have any option and I would have to go in. I pushed the door open and begged that he was fully clothed!
Goten's room wasn't at all like I had expected. Unlike me, his walls were bare and not a single poster had been plastered over the white cram paint. Like me, his bed was positioned under his window which looked out on the forest and the mountains in the distance. Against the opposite wall stood his bookshelf, wardrobe, stereo and desk on which rested completed homework. Goten lay on his bed, his feet bare and the rest of him (thank goodness) fully clothed. He got to his feet as soon as I came in and switched off his stereo.
"Hi." He said with a smile. "Sorry, didn't hear you come in."
"I knocked three times!" I cried.
I chuckled merrily and stepped towards the door, causing me to back out. We went back downstairs together and met with Chi-Chi and Goten's father, Goku in the kitchen. I breathed in the smell of their dinner and realized I hadn't eaten anything since lunch.
"Just taking Marron home." Goten called to them over the gentle hum of the stove. "Be back soon."
"If you want, Goten, I could-" Goku began.
"Goku, hush." Chi-Chi stopped him. "See you soon, Goten."
We made our way outside and Goten fastened his arms around my waist once more. He flew slowly into the air, not having to worry about being seen. This time, he flew a little slower. Slower than I would have liked. I may not have liked flying, but I was desperate to get home.
"You can go a little faster if you want to." I informed him.
Goten nodded and took up the pace, finally landing in Capsule corp. front yard.
"Well, I'll see you tomorrow, then." Goten said unsurely.
"Yeah....tomorrow." I mumbled and watched him fly away again.
After he was gone, I made my way back to my house. Hopefully in time for dinner!