Earth was special like the dragons were special…it was kind of dangerous and stupid too but still fun to be around.
“I don’t think our ancestors understood how dangerous your world is.” Daddy looked around like he was picturing town and our mountains and our trees. “This area looks so peaceful but we underestimated how dangerous it was.”
Daddy sighed when I nodded. “Your morning news showed volcanos, earthquakes, and violent storms called hurricanes all in one day.”
No more news for Daddy.
Daddy needed cartoons.
Cartoon violence didn’t upset Daddy as bad as the weather.
Balloons and flowers for Daddy.
Ha.
He laughed.
“Yes, that is a hint that I understand. Happier topics for Daddy.” He rolled his eyes when I giggled. He was getting good at that so I clapped.
He cocked his head like a confused puppy until he got it. “Thank you. Yes. I’m becoming very of Earth.”
Pausing, Daddy frowned. “I refuse to say I am becoming local because that has implied meanings that I do not approve of…however…I am becoming an Earthling is not correct.”
Huffing, Daddy glared. “I am starting to understand why English has so many words.”
No giggles.
No giggles.
No giggles.
Bubbles.
I overflowed the bubbles down the bond making Daddy’s laugh fill my head. “Bathtime, yes. Then playtime.”
No.
I stacked boxes of presents all around my mind like I’d seen in a cartoon one time.
“I haven’t forgotten your surprise. I didn’t say present.” Daddy tried to be boring and silly as he shrugged. “But you have to protect me.”
I could do that.
I could keep Daddy safe.
Big hugs to keep him safe and lots of pillows and bubble wrap in my head to keep him safe there too.
Daddy made a thinky sound. “Hugs are wonderful, but that looks frightening. Am I stuck?”
Stuck.
Safe and stuck.
“We’ll have to discuss what keeping Daddy safe means to you, my mate.” Daddy kissed my head and took my hands. “Bathtime first, however, since that doesn’t require big boy words.”
Yay.
Oh.