Prophecies Heroes

Chapter 2

Phil was looking up at the same bird that attempted to murder him, he was mad as he looked on his shoulder, his only viable coat dirtied by this white dove, He searched in his pocket for a paper to clean it a bit, not finding anything someone hands him one, he looked at it fortunate.

Phil: Thanks.

He started cleaning and remembered he was supposed to be alone in this street, he looked back and saw the owner of the grocery and his boss technically, smiling down at him, he extended his hand to him, he finished cleaning quickly and stood up surprised.

Phil: Hello. . .

he looked at the door and back at the owner.

Phil: When did you?

He scratched his bald head.

Owner: You were in your world at this point, Hello Phil. . . . Look who is here.

They looked at the door and someone peaked quickly, shyly to look for who was here, when she realized it she ran at Phil excited, it was the daughter of the owner, she looked and cheered Phil with her smile, pulled on his jean and extended her arms.

Celia: Hello! Hello! See i am taller now.

Phil smiled too and lift her off the ground with strength and looked at her in the eyes, he rotated a bit as he had the sun in the eyes and dropped her back down before caressing her head kindly.

Phil: Stop growing up, i will look like a dwarf otherwise.

She laughed happily and took his hand to drag him with her, the owner walked toward the entrance and she followed. Inside all type of furnitures, snacks and other stuff organized in 4 double aisle organized in this order, magazine, Hygiene stuff, utilities kitchen, snacks, candies, breakfast, Fruits, vegetables, The Owner went to the backdoor, 8 meters away precisely from the entrance and went for his daughter backpack.

Owner: She didn't take her stuff.

Phil standing in front of the entrance and crouched to be at her height, he came and grabbed his face with both her hands shaking his head both side like a lego, Phil remembered partially why it hurted him so badly as she usually check up on him by snapping his neck both ways but he couldn't let her to stop as it had a good intention behind. She put his head back at its place, looked at a scar he had on his left lower jaw, crossed her arms and started sulking, Phil was a bit confused.

Celia: Even with my care it didn't disappear.

Phil touched his jaw to feel the scar she tried to make disappear, he tried to hide it and smiled greatly at her.

Phil: Precious little one, this is normal, things like that takes time to heal.

She stopped sulking and he stood up, the owner gave him her backpack.

Owner: Thanks you Phill, really helpful.

Phil took it with 3 fingers like a hook.

Phil: You help me more than you could imagine.

The owner knowing some detail scratched the back of his bald and shiny head and sighed. He then went to the counter. He looked at his little Celia and smiled with teeth shinier than his head in the light. Phil also saw her a bit worried.

Owner: But we have Celia to save the day.

She seemed confused, Phil caressed her head.

Phil: Without the little Celia i would have done bad things.

She smiled shyly and started walking outside the shop, they were looking and he stopped.

Owner: Did you forget anything?