The next generation (The strings of fate)

Flint's POV

Flint chuckled as he looked at his phone, his sister Constance had just updated him on the situation going on at her place. He couldn't imagine how her life was going to be now that she was expecting a baby. He had just found out about the news before he entered the meeting room.

"Now, this is what the patient is suffering from." The head doctor posted a photo of the graph up on the projector. "We need to do surgery immediately but it'll be a hard one to perform..." The head doctor kept speaking she looked around the room before she called out Flint. "Will you perform the surgery? I'll give you some tickets to a club as a reward." Flint's ears perked up at this and he looked over the graph.

"I think I could do this." He stated the head nurse nodded at him and sent him the details of the patient.

A few hours passed and the surgery was over, it was a success. He walked out of the room and de scrubbed. He felt a rustle in his hair.

"Moving, Stop." His familiar grumbled in his deep voice. Flint shook his head at his familiar and kept walking through the halls. He found his coworkers office and knocked on the door.
    She uttered "Come in." and he pushed the door open.

"Oh! Dr.Polonius, Here are the tickets I promised." She held out her hand. He grabbed them and read the name of the place The Nightingale. 'Huh, sounds interesting.' He thought to himself. He thanked her before he headed home to change, the tickets were for tonight at Ten o' clock.

He walked out of the hospital and went into his tiny home. Once he was inside he changed into more club appropriate attire, He wore a v neck shirt that plunged, and tight gray skinny jeans. He slipped on some black shoes and walked to the driver's seat.

"Hey pretty boy, where are we going?" Jeff asked in his deep voice. It rumbled in his head. "I'm going to a party. You are going in your ring." Flint told him as he pulled into the parking spot. Jeff huffed in protest but allowed himself to be put away, Flint slipped the chain into his shirt and slipped inside after showing the bouncer the ticket. He didn't have a date but that wasn't a problem for him.

The Nightingale was a cool assortment of soft blues, medium gray's and splashes of green. The place was full of people either grinding on the dance floor, filling the space around the bar or mingling among the decently full table. There was a sign by the door. The show would be starting in less then five minutes. Flint could see the stage just above the group of dancers. Once at a table he ordered with a wandering waiter and the show started.

The music changed and the entire club cheered as the lights dimmed even more. The stage was illuminated and Flint enjoyed watching all sorts of entertainment. Some of the Drag Queens sang, others danced and one even rapped. The cute waiter came back, his eyes were a warm shade of brown behind the feathered mask. He had a great smile as he gave Flint his order. And he got to see the opened back of his dark blue satin one piece suit. It hugged the curves and gave room for the little bird wings on his back. At the end of the show there was a special thanks to the crew and the employees of Nightingale.

Flint enjoyed himself as he started to head to the dance floor. He decided he wanted to dance with someone. When he reached the dance floor he spun around a little and moved to the beat of the music. His hips swayed to the beat and he just felt the music. His fluffy hair moved a little from his movements and his amber eyes scanned the crowd.

Someone seemed to have the same idea as he met the bluest pair of eyes from a few feet away. There was a quick flashing of a grin as the man swept back his blonde hair and started to show off.

Flint gave him a wink, and spun a little as he danced. He watched this nicely dressed man with interest. The man danced very well to the beat of the music and eventually made his way over to Flint. He didn't say anything but held out his hand to him as he kept dancing. The man's grin was full of laughter, he seemed to be enjoying the moment to the fullest. Flint smiled back at him and grabbed his hand. He felt small sparks of electricity when they touched and he gasped a little. He joined this man in the dance and matched his moves almost perfectly as Flint faced his back to him.