Living Among Giants

by Monkeygirl77

She was adopted into the fold of Archangels and now she's learning how to be a fledgling again after the end of the war. She's got plenty of older angels to show her the way though. A new set of Guardians, a new home, and a present Parent, she's living among giants now.

64. Mob

"Our boots have mysteriously gone missing again.", the had corned the little fledgling in the garden, where she had been plucking blades of grass up from the soft ground, tossing them above her head in happy silence, "And the only one who could have known ho to reach them is you."

The fledgling giggled up at him, where he knelt before her, in front of the others. Her eyes shined with the brightness of a thousand suns, as the usually did, looking between them all for any possible escape routes to be found.

Nisroc smiled at the fledglings soft giggling, watching with trained eyes as she surveyed their enclosure for any weak points, searching for any place for her to escape the oncoming fate for her 'misdeed'.

"I didn' do nothin'!"

"Oh really?", Abraxos spoke up from over his left shoulder, arms crossed loosely over his chest, looking down at her with playfully narrowed eyes "Because we found them under the bench in the training field and who is the only one small enough to crawl under it?", though they were still noticeably barefooted at the moment.

She was quick to take the bait though, and jumped forward a small pace, "Nu uh! They're in the armory!", and quickly clapped a little hand over her mouth, eyes going wide that she had been tricked into outing herself. They chuckled at her expression, but she ignored them, looking back to the smiling Power knelt before her.

"Got you."

He snagged her up quickly, standing back up straight, and tossed her over his head to the others. Haniel caught her in a cradle, the mood brightening even still at her constant stream of anticipating giggles, she knew all to well what happened to might little fledglings who dared try and play tricks on them.

"What shall we do first men?"

Puriel offered, "Start with the toes first!"

Titus followed with, "Those little ears, sir!"

Raguel was busy leaning over Haniel's shoulder, making the little fledgling look between the two of them with bright shining eyes, not bothering add his own opinions in on the matter as they all got their turn in.

She was the Baby Power after all.

Abraxos raised his hand slightly, "Sir, the belly, we must be teaching a lesion of course."

"Agreed, Haniel, we shall allow the archer the first round for the 'misdeed'."