After a couple of days within the cottage with old man and his dog,I gotten use to them. Over time I allowed the man to come closer to me,but not by much. He can sit next to me or stand next to me. The only time he is allowed to touch me is to change my bandages. Other than that he can't. Which he has come to respect,saying that as long as he able to be near is good for him. He was really trying to get on my good side, shockly it was working. Eventually I allowed him to place his hand on me,I felt like a pet. Just like that dog of his. Which happens to follow me every where I go in the house. Not like I minded. If I felt gitty I would take a ride on it's back,which would crack the old man up.
Every night though the old man would sit in the living room with me until a current time. At that time he ramble about how in his time, he always saw my kind. And how people wouldn't dare do harm to them. Yet every time he talk about his past he get this hurt look across his face. For he always finish with " But times had change...and the new generation will never experience the good and only the bad. All expect one... " the first half I would get but the last part I wouldn't. Who or what was the exception?
*TIME SKIP *
It was mid day, things were sublet, quite, calme. Perched on the ottoman heavy eye with sleep,I slowly drifted off . The old man was off in another room and the dog was out on the porch. It was a hot summer day,so keeping the doors open was mandatory to allow air to circlet. The sounds of bugs and other birds muffled in the distance, there was a clanging sound as well. Most likely the old man washing something giving the ideal location he was in,the kitchen. Taking a beep breath, I lowed by head ready to take a nap.
* D.O.G begins to bark and howle *Suddenly a drupt frenzy started outside on the proch. Startling me from my nap and the old man with what he was doing. Though it soon stopped after I newer noise occurred. One louder, faster and coming up fast. Until a massive thud crashed into the house. It came from a person jumping into the house after running full speed. " GRANDDADDY! "
A shrill little voice shreeched out. Followed by footsteps, small one. Unaware of who this was or what it was,I rose up. Quickly fluttering over to a off distance chair. Trying to get a look. What I saw was a child, a younger girl...I think? Reason being by looks it seems to be girl. But clothes why's boy. Soon it was clear to me it was girl after caughting a glimpse of the face. She was really cute. With beautiful dark chest but hair shoulder length. With rosey cheeks, peach lips and far complexion. But what really got me was her eyes. Stunning amber eyes, unlike most human eye colors I've seen. With thick full batty eyelashes to complement her eyes. The reason I though it could have been a boy was because of she was wearing. A pair of beaten, woren overall, a stripped shirt underneath and a pair of sandles. Also her hair was somewhat frizzy,messy and had leaves in it. Her face had dirt smudges on her cheeks and a couple of her teeth were missing. The command look of boys I saw over time.
" GRANDDADDY! " again she shouted. Though this time she stopped when caughting a glimpse of me. Still as a statue she stood in the opening to the living room. With a clueless expression, she looked left then right. Holding her hands behind her back,she glanced my way again. Only to give a bright smile,exposing that two of her tooth's were missing. Adjusting my footing on the chair, I shuffled and ruffled feathers. It was this awkward atmosphere, I never really meet a child. Not even ones from my own kind. I didn't feeling threaten by her or anything. It was just odd. " UNIQUE! BABY GIRL! "
" GRANDDADDY! " the old man swooped in suddenly grabbing the little girl. Lifting her high in the air, then pulling her close to him for a bear hug. Letting out squeals of laughter as the two pressed their faces together and peaking kisses on their cheeks. " Ahhh I missed ya baby girl! I though you weren't coming. "
" Why I never miss a chance to spend a week with ya granddaddy! Sorry I's late... "
" Aww baby girl it's fine but...why is you're covered in dirt? Did ya get into another fight with them slicker boys? "
" Yes sir,I did. "
" How many time do I got ya tell ya to not fight with them! " the old man put her down. And with a strength voice he gave her a lecture. And she just stood there looking him dead in the eyes listening all with a face of I'm sorry. I watched the whole thing. " Ya know how much I hate giving ya this lectures to you. Promise ya old granddaddy you'll stop this fighting with them slicker boys. Because I don't need those boys mama's call in me complain how their boys got their asses whipped by a girl! Hahah.. "
" Hahahaha you funny granddaddy! " quickly the stren figure old man went back a sappy grandfather that loves all over his percious granddaughter. " Alrighty let's clean ya up. "
" Okay granddaddy. "