Zak Gramarye paced up and down the hallway nervously. The bright lights were beginning to blind him, while the plain white walls were the perfect reflectors. A door opened. Zak immediately turned to face the opened door at the end of the hall. Wrong door. He looked at his watch again. 12:00, too bad my appetites disappeared. He sat down on a hard hospital chair, staring at "his" door.
"Nervous?" Brushel smiled, the mint almost as overwhelming as the lights. Zak nodded, motioning for Brushel to continue speaking. "Never had one of my own..." He fiddled with his tie before continuing. "'Reporter Reports, Never Lives. End quote." Zak smiled at the other man, assuring him his day would come.
"Mr. Gramarye?" Zak looked up, a smile spread across his face as the nurse ushered him in.
"It's a girl Zak, want to hold her?" He nodded, utterly speechless at the wonder his wife had created. The baby snuggled closer to his cloak as tears filled his eyes. He looked over at Thalassa, whose overflowing eyes matched his.
"It's... so... light." The three shared their first smile as Magnifi walked in to meet his new granddaughter.
Sorry for the fact that Spark Brushel hasn't actually met Zak yet, but I wanted to show the depth of their friendship. For those of you who wake up in the middle of the night to write down an awesome idea, here's a plate of cookies. Dig in.
Kisa