feathered love

Finally Home?

(???)
I sigh happily as the taxi stops. I thank the driver paid, and get my suitcase from the trunk and walk up to the house. As I unlock the door and head in. I shout throughout the house, "oh my sweet nephew! I'm home!!" I heard crying. I sigh as I set my things down and go up to his room. Luckily the door was unlocked but still I knocked. "Tommy, sweetheart what's wrong" I ask the boy who's cheeks were red and puffy. "I don't wanna talk about it" he whimpered. "Shhh, it's alright. Was it about 'it?'" he nodded.
I got into his bed and held him, one hand on the back of his head the other loosely on his back. He sniffed and buried his face into my chest. We sat there. I started humming and rubbing his back. "Now how about you rest while I make dinner tonight? My treat" I smiled as he nodded. I kissed his forehead and went downstairs.
~a few hours later~
(Tom's pov)
I head downstairs feeling better but saw a little bit of smoke? I head into the kitchen. I giggle as I see anutie who has burned what looks like some type of fish? Maybe ham. "Oh! Tom umm uh" she notices me. "I thought you said you practiced" I chuckled. "It Looks ....odd" I added. "but I promise you! It has to taste good!!" She smiled. I poked it and part of it turned into ashes. "You sure?" I asked, laughing.
(Let's just say we almost died) (??? Pov)
"Go get ready for bed while I'll clean up" I say, he nodded and went upstairs. I washed the dishes, grabbed something and went to his room.  "Sweetie I also got you something" I say. I hand over the shoe box. He opened it to find two things, checkered vans with some blue and a clock. "Wha- why?" He asked "I heard it's unbreakable" I replied smirking. He blushed in embarrassed. "I know how you are in the morning!" I added. "HEY!" He punched my arm softly and playfully. "You love me!" We laughed.  "Okay I think it's bedtime, Good night and sweet dreams Tommy," I kissed his forehead and left.
~The next day~ (Tom pov)
I woke up to my new clock ringing loudly into my ear. I get up, happier then most days went downstairs and made breakfast, pancakes for anutie who loves them but eat one myself. Waiting for the smell to get into her room. I suddenly hear a door being knocked down and heavy footsteps coming down the stairs. Bed hair with curlers in it, slippers, the classic 1900s. I smiled as I know she also loved the 1900s. She eats happily and we start chatting. "C'mon I'll take you to school." She said getting ready.