Teddies and Milk Bottles (A ghost bird fanfic)

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I am terrible at updating! I'm sorry- don't kill me!

Anyway, as far as I know, Owen doesn't have a granny (I need to get up to date with the books- stupid school! Stupid parents refusing to get me the books!) and she is just a figment of my imagination that may play a part in one of my later books. So, yeah, Willow out!

I end up stopping the pushchair, telling Owen not to let anyone near it, while I run down the road and grab Sean's arm before he can go across the road.

" Don't you walk away from me, young man! Owen is behaving better than you, and he has lost Mr Grey!" yep, he really needs to change his Teddy's name, "so don't storm off because you don't get what you want! It is really imature of you!"

I continue ranting to Sean, who is looking down at his shoes (good idea), as we get back to the pushchair, where Owen is krate chopping some old woman.

" Owen! What are you doing?!?" I almost screech as I drop Sean's arm and run to Owen, grabbing his arms so he would stop krate chopping the old woman, "I am really sorry! He isn't normally like this."

" It's okay dearie. I was just wondering why he was alone with a pram," she gives me a pointed look through her glasses, telling me to explain.

" Well," I say sheepishly, letting Owen go so he can go over to Sean, "his brother, Sean, ran off and I told Owen to watch the pushchair while I go grab him before he does something silly."

" Aren't you a little young to be a mother, poppet?" she asks with a kind smile on her face.

I laugh slightly, "No, no, I'm not their mother- I'm their sister!" the old lady laughs along with me before I stick out my hand in greeting, "I'm Sang Sorenson."

The old lady's eyes widen slightly before she shakes my hand, "Amelia. You must be the Sang Soresnon that my grandson speaks fondly of. Owen Blackbourne- know him? He never mentioned you had little brothers and sister. They look nothing like you! Come to think of it, your Owen looks just like my Owen when he was a little boy! How odd..."

The two thoughts going through my head. My first one being 'Fuck shit! She is getting suspicious of me! God damn it!!!!!' and 'Since when does Mr Owen Blackbourne have a granny?'