When the Healer returned to their Villa that night with his extra cargo that he hadn't had when he had left, he wasn't sure just how his brothers would react to his decision to keep the young choir angel, at least until the matter with his actual guardian was understood. He wasn't sure how the little fledgling that lived with them would react at his being there either. She was young and still prone to bouts of jealously.
Gabriel was the first one to spot him, as the Messenger had taken his usual seat at his absence, and raised an eyebrow at the fledgling using his shoulder as his pillow to rest on, the golden eyes of the Messenger turned from him to the fledgling he could see just over his older brothers shoulder.
The next to spot him was his oldest brother, Michael raised an eyebrow at the sight before him, "I see you brought a sleepy visitor with you, little brother."
All eyes turned to him now, the choir master scrunched his eyebrows together at the sight of the second youngest in his flock being with them, and the fledgling in his lap took a slightly deliberate bite of a berry, watching him with close eyes.
"Yes, he came to see me today, and his guardian did not come back for him at days end."
"You know where he 'longs. Why not just take him 'ack?"
They all turned to look at the little fledgling who sat there munching on her berries, a well hidden fire burning in her eyes, she was friends with others so long as they didn't take one of her big brothers away. She stared at the Healer, ignoring it when her choir master called out to her in astonishment 'Akeelah', and the third born archangel raised his chin at her disrespect, "I won't be spoke to in that manner, little one."
"All I did was ask a question!" she threw her remaining berries down on the table, "How is that wrong!"
"Akeelah."
The deep rumbling voice of their oldest brother had her looking over at him, he was unphased by her anger, he's raised a number of young ones and knows the starting of a fit of jealousy when he sees one.
He nods in the direction of the hall, "Go to bed."
"But!"
"Bed, Akeelah."
She threw the Morningstar's hand off from around his waist and hopped down, spitting a berry at the oldest archangel as she passed him, and ran down the hall when he excused himself and stood from his chair. Soft pleading came as a whisper from down the hall before the click of a door silenced it. He was gone for some time, and they all exchanged a look, knowing that luck had been tried when the berry had been spit at him.
"Well, I for one am happy he's here with us." Gabriel smiled, breaking the silence that had fallen over them since the sound of that door clicking shut, "Give me another fledgling to play with."
Lucifer nodded himself, twisting a berry between his two fingers, "I could not be happier to know that someone as yourself has taken him in while he is alone." He plopped the berry into his mouth "I will also speak to Hazel on this matter. He is her charge."
"I took the liberty of placing some extra blankets in your room for the small one." Michael had joined them once more, "I can feel the first snow of the season closing in on us."
The Healer nodded in thanks, and turned to gaze down the silent hall "Did you leave her there in her tears."
"Of course not." He sat back in his seat, "I am not cruel. She is fast asleep now. And will never spit another berry at me again."
"And you weren't too rough?" the second born looked to his oldest brother, he was extremely protective when it came to his tiny little charge, and has been known to keep her from them if he got angered at their treatment of her, "She's only little, Mike."
"I was not harsh. A few taps to her rump and her lesson was learned." He reached for a berry himself "As I said, she is now fast asleep."
He turned to look at the Healer and the fledgling he carried unconscious to the world around him, clearly feeling safe and warm, having fallen asleep on his shoulder as he had.
"The fledgling is more then welcome to stay with us."