Tom let cool evening wind play with his hair. He rised his gaze to the sky. It was beautiful orange color, sun was settling down.
He sighed softly shaking his head slightly. He got up from sand, and patted the sand off his pants. He stretched his arms.
I should head home...The tanuki flicked his tail gently, to get sand from it. He gazed the sea. He ran his hand through his hair as he stepped on the grass.
He shook his head slightly, as he took pack of cigarettes and lighter from his pocket. He bit his lower lip, before he decided to lit up his cigarette.
He took drag from the cigarette, as he stepped on the path. As he walked along the path, he rised his gaze to Redd's house. He stopped.
The house was dark, no lights anywhere. He flicked his tail slightly. Should I knock?
He shook his head slightly. He stepped closer to the house, to put his cigarette to the glass jar. He stared at the house for a while, before he turned around.----------
Timmy lied down on the floor. He stared at the ceiling. "Tommy, what you think what's going to happen?" he asked as he took glance of his brother.
He peeked behind a book he was reading. "I, don't know." he answered, as he continued his reading.
"Uncle Tom and Redd hasn't talked in days!" he said as he lifted his hands. He placed his hands to his stomach. "Will they ever talk again?"
Tommy sighed softly. "I want to read, leave me be..." he mumbled as he pulled his legs closer to his chest.
He flinched slightly when Timmy snatched the book from his hands. "Hey! I was reading that!"
Timmy closed the book. "Why you don't wanna talk about this?" he asked."Because I don't want to think about it! And, it's on them what they do..." he told as he lowered his ears.
Their ears pricked up when the door opened. "Boys! I'm home!" Tom called as he removed his shoes.
Timmy dropped the book on the floor. He left the living room. "Uncle Tom! Where were you?" he asked as he went over to him.
The tanuki flicked his ears. "I was at the beach, just having time to think." he told. "You don't need to worry about it." he added as he went to the kitchen.
"Have you two eaten yet?" he asked as he opened the fridge.
Tommy went to the kitchen. "Uncle Tom, can you tell Timmy not to throw my book?" he asked as he sat down. "And yes, we ate."
Tom let out soft sigh. He took small container from the fridge. "Timmy, don't throw Tommy's things around." he said as he opened the container, it had rice and beans.
"I didn't throw it! I only dropped it." Timmy told as he crossed his arms against his chest.
He twitched his ears slightly. "Well, don't do that either." he told as he put the container to the microwave.
He took glance of the clock, 9.43 pm. "Hm, you two should be getting ready to go to bed." he told. "But it's not even ten yet." Timmy whined.
Tommy flicked his ears, as he tried to find page he was reading. "Can we stay up little longer?" he asked as he looked up to his uncle.
Tom opened the microwave, and took the food from it. "I need to think that." he told, as he took spoon from drawer. He sat down.
Timmy huffed softly as he left the kitchen. Tommy looked after his brother. He flinched slightly when he heard door slam upstairs.
"Did something happen while I was gone?" Tom asked. The youngling shifted slightly in his seat. "I'm, not sure... I think he's little upset what's going on..." he mumbled.
He let out soft sigh as he placed his spoon to the table. "And what about you?" he asked.
Tommy peeked behind his book. "I, um... It feels weird, yes. Maybe even more weird than when, Redd, came here first time." he said as he lowered the book.
He twitched his ears slightly, before he placed the book on the table. "He, thinks you two won't speak ever again." he added.
Tom got up from his seat. "Ohdear. I'm so sorry, you two shouldn't be worrying about this at all." he told as he hugged the young tanuki.
"I'll talk to him. Can you stay here alone for a while?" he asked as he moved Tommy's hair from his face. The youngling nodded.
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Old Book, New Chapter. - ReddNook
FanfictionPublished, 27.02.2021 - 05.02.2022 ----- Art is by me, thank you. Cave, island where life has been blooming. And everything has been great. Something, something, new visitor. What happenes? What are his intensions? Yes, dunno what to write. Sorry gu...