Growing Up on Zartacla

by Flame Soldier

There really weren't any other kids for him to play with on that terra. Just the prisoners and track beasts. At least he always had his Pa. Drabbles and one shots revolving around the relationship between Mr. Moss and Hamish.

3. Monsters

Three: Monsters

"Pa.... Pa, you awake?"

Mr. Moss opened one sleepy eye to regard his small son, who was currently poking his shoulder. "Am now... What is it, son?"

"Pa, I'm scared," Hamish replied softly, his eyes darting around the room.

"There ain't anythane to be afraid of, son. Go back to bed." He closed his eyes again only to have his shoulder poked at again.

"What if them there monsters come?" the little boy protested.

Moss sighed and sat up, knowing that Hamish wouldn't be going to sleep anytime soon. "Monsters ain't real."

"Are too!" Hamish argued. "If they ain't real, what're they doin' under my bed?"

A/N He has a point you know. =p