My Uncle My Mate (BoyxBoy)

Prologue

When We Met Daddy

I held onto my mother's hand as we walked down the street. There was a lot of people, some wearing really uncomfortable looking suits. Others wore stuff on their heads and pants that hung so low their underwear could be seen. They were all scary, even the ladies scowled and yelled into what mom said was a cellphone. There were a few who smiled and groups here and there that laughed. But they were all so much bigger than me.

I was small, really small but whenever I asked mommy she said it's normal for me to be small, I was only 3 and a third quarter. That one day I would be just as big as everyone else, maybe even bigger. I wanted to be bigger, being small wasn't all that fun.

Back at the playground far from here where I had always played before we had to move, bigger kids always laughed at me calling me small and weak, no one wanted to play with me and I don't know why. Did I do something wrong? Fling a booger in their direction by accident or were they just mean?

Mom said they're just jealous or that they actually like me but you don't hurt someone you like. Right? That's what paps said, even though he picks on mommy a lot. I don't understand but I didn't ask questions I know they made mommy very tired and sad. Especially when I asked about my daddy.

I always saw everyone with a daddy but I didn't have one. Mommy said we had to leave him before I was born, gran and paps made her leave. But she said now that she's 19 she can do what she wants and she said she wanted me to meet my daddy.

I'm very excited to meet my daddy. I wanted to ask mommy when I'd meet him but she looked very sick and I didn't want to make her any worse. So I would wait silently for her to tell me on her own.

You're probably thinking I sound too grown up for a 3 year old, but grandpa told me I had to grow up a little faster for the sake of my mommy. And I would do anything for my mommy. We would do anything for our mommy.

Who is we? Me and my friend Wolfe. He looks a little older than me, taller but not too much. He looked like a preschooler. I wasn't even in kindergarten yet. He looked a lot like me too! Same black hair, his were a bit longer, hanging in front of his eyes. But my eyes were blue where his sparkled yellow.

He had a pretty smile, but he scowled a lot too. Like those mean men in suits. He's not a very happy kid but he won't tell me why, says I won't understand if he told me. Honestly I don't think he knows why he's upset himself.

I was startled from my thoughts as my mommy picked me up and carried me across the street. We were walking further away from the crowds of mean people and I was relieved. As I was set down I held tightly onto my moms hand as we continued walking. Further and further away from noisy and smelly streets.

We got closer to the quieter side, there were trees on the one side, and cozy little houses on the other. I wondered if we were going to see daddy now or if we were going to find another place to live. I was getting tired, we walked really far today than we did yesterday.

"Mommy, tired" I said bringing my free hand up to rub my sleepy eye. Mom stopped and sighed before picking me up and letting me curl against her and rest my head on her shoulder.

"Sleep baby, I'll wake you for dinner" I nodded and mumbled something even I couldn't understand before letting myself fall asleep easily against my mommy.

I dreampt of me and Wolfe with my mommy and an unknown man. We laughed and played around. Wolfe was always a puppy in my dreams, he said it was his favorite form. I loved it because he had big fluffy ears and his fur was so many colours.

But the dream slowly went away and voices soon filled my haze. I could make out mommy and a man talking. I would have moved but my body disobeyed and Wolfe told me to listen, even if easedropping was bad he said he was curious.