Winged Dream (Under Heavy Editing)

Mysterious Dinner Guest

It was black. Pure black. But somewhere in the nothingness, 'he'  was finally completed. The last arm had materialized and then the final touch, the chains. Around his wrists and neck were dull metal links signifying his slavery. In the distance a red feather fell slowly, and pass that fell one of blue. Chasing after it was a blond boy. They both seemed to give off light, the opposite of what surrounded him. The chained one stood  in envy at the glow he so longed for. Even with his chains holding him down he went after the red feather and when he grasped it he knew. He understood everything.

The first snow had fallen, in Aleifr anyway, back in England it was still fall. Once again Freyer was given Waldeks hand-me-downs: a simple dark-brown coat with light gray fur lining, a pair of matching leather gloves, and fur lined boots.

Finn, Freyer, and Waldek went out to the forest to gather fire wood. By now Freyer knew the way by heart ( he often sat on a large rock and wrote in a blank journal he had stumbled on one day ). When they were making their way towards the sea of brown, there was something in Waldeks eyes. They seemed to sparkle in the white light of winter. When the wind blew up the snow every now and then it wisped around him before moving on. While Waldek glowed in the snow, Finn seemed...bummed. Winter wasn't exactly his favorite. But it did always seem warmer around him, so Freyer stayed close.

The next day Waldek sent Finn and Freyer to get some supplies from the village, while he stayed home. Freyer's visits to the Village were short and few, but due to the season the list was quite long this time. They made their way down the hill and over the next few in a short time, talking all the way.

"Hey, Finn, what do you suppose Waldeks doing?"

"Why?"

"It just seems weird. He never sends us. And he loves the cold so it can't be just so he could stay inside. Don't you wonder what it is he stayed home to do?"

"N-now that you mention it! He does seem rather cheerful lately, for him anyway. What...is he doing!?"

They finally made it to the outskirts of town and then immediately consulted the list Waldek had made. It was every day stuff, the usual list, until you got down about half way, then there were ingredients that they pretty much didn't use: sugar, vanilla, baking powder, chocolate . They decided not to question Waldek's orders, and to be fair he given them quite a bit of money to spend, of course it with the usual 'I expect change.' complete with his signature 'stern face'. The list was just short enough that they could manage to carry it all home.

On the way home it started snowing, thank fully, lightly. By the time the reached the house they were already fantasizing of the bountiful, warm desserts that were sure come later that night. When Finn opened the door they heard people taking, one of them was Walkdek. They went into the kitchen to find Waldek sitting and talking with some super pretty-boy.

'THIS IS WHY HE STAYED HOME!!'  they thought, rather confused and slightly pissed.

"Ah, Finn, Frey, your back. Just leave the bags on the counter."

"Ahhhhhhhh! So these are the boys Wald-chan talks so much about~!?"

"I told you.. not... to call me WALD-CHAN!!" Waldek had a special punishment for him, an especially hard punch in the face. "That hurt." the 'guest' said bluntly.

"WHO THE HELL IS HE!!?" Finn and Freyer yelled and pointed at the flamboyant stranger at the table.

"This is Will, from work."

"Wait! This wimpy lookin' guy is a bounty hunter!!?" Finn obviously did not believe Will could do so much as hold a sword properly.

"How rude. Of course I am. Of course, I'm not as skilled as your brother. Finn-chan. "Will smiled and tilted his head. But Finn wasn't fooled, there was something...odd in his smile, it some how frightened him a little.