He didn't quite understand it. Why, him? He hated kids, especially loud, annoying, and never fully satisfied brats. So why was he stuck with the damn monkey. He should have left him in the cage.
Laughter suddenly filled the air, as he watched the chibi monkey chase after an unsuspecting squirrel.
Suddenly, he could see 'him'.
"Master," he whispered as he listened to his voice ring in his ears.
'Maybe, one day, you too will hear a voice calling for you.'
The wind picked up, as his cigarette flew towards the sun.
Unending laughter filled his head as he looked up to the too blue sky.
He never was cut out for parenthood.