The Poet and the Thief

Ch.9 A time ahead

(!!!!!AGAIN ALL CREIDS GO TO KingOfTheOranges ON Ao3 NONE OF THIS BELONGS TO ME! ANY ENJOY!!!!!)

"Theseus!"

Tommy was sprinting down the halls with a wide grin, his moth-like wings flying behind him. He had stolen his older brother's cape again, hugging the warmth to his chest as he was chased. The two were meant to be preparing for the Courts meeting, but of course Tommy had to cause some level of chaos. To his dismay he ran straight into the chest of his father, the man having heard the commotion and came to check on them. Pil laughed softly as he caught the youngest child, smiling at him fondly.

"Tommy, what have you stolen this time?" He patted down the boy's hair, tucking it behind pointed ears. Tommy's ears were the first to change, pointing to the side like Wilbur's. When they had appeared he had gone to his family immediately, proudly showing them off.

"The little gremlin stole my cape." Techno walked up behind them, arms crossed over his chest. Despite the gruff voice he still smiled, watching the boy try to hide the cape.

"Let's say I theoretically did," He grinned at Techno, holding the cape behind his back. "Could I keep it?" Techno rolled his eyes, holding his hand out.

"You can Borrow it after the meeting, okay?" Tommy cheered, handing it over. That was good enough for him. Together the two brothers went back to the rooms, escorted by their father who walked just behind. Tommy had got his energy out without causing any harm so no one was upset, more so amused than anything. Tommy had only been with them for a month but it felt like forever. He fit into their family so perfectly, they couldn't imagine life without him. With a proper diet and love he had grown into his new body quite well, embracing the look of the Fae with ease. His style was regal like the others, but so distinctively Tommy. Warm colours filled his wardrobe, predominantly reds of course, as well as his old jacket and bandana. He still wore them some days, when the thoughts got bad and he needed the extra warmth.

Techno broke away to his rooms quietly, giving them a nod goodbye before rushing to get ready. Phil walked Tommy ack to his room, patting him on the head fondly.

"Looking forward to seeing the Winter Court for the first time?" He looked down at his son, raising a brow curiously.

"Are their personalities really as cold as their seasons?" Tommy grinned. Dream had been sure to teach him many things about the Winter Court, emphasizing their apparent harsh personalities.

"That depends on the Faerie you talk to." Phil laughed softly, thinking about the many he's met. Some were harsher than others, but that was to be expected with any group. Tommy nodded in understanding, putting his hands in his pockets.

"I think I'll still stay around Will and Green." Tommy was still the only one to know Dream's real name. It wasn't like he didn't trust anyone with it, he just felt no reason to tell anyone. Tommy was a special outlier that was sworn to secrecy.

"That might be a wise decision Toms, I'm sure Green will stick to you too. Wilbur too, though you may get dragged around to meet his friends." Memories of his son introducing Faerie's to him flooded his mind. Some stood out, like Niki and Quackity, but Phil rarely saw them again. The Fae rarely visited each other's courts, the temperature difference very jarring.

"I think I'll be okay, as long as no one yells." Tommy bit his lip, worried about panicking at such an important meet between the two courts. Summer was finally handing over priority to Winter, his bad feelings (he refused to call them anything else for now) couldn't get in the way of that.