 ~ Mrs. Steve Harrington ~ It be like that sometimes.
Prompt #02: Advent
{200 words}
And so the baby Hippogriff that Ary had long ago told Bry he would have gotten her had arrived.
Actually, many baby griffs had arrived but Dad Adi had been adamant about ensuring Bry reach an age he deemed proper before she actually became the owner of the said creature.
“You can’t see throughs my fingers, right?” Ary asked. He instinctively clamped his fingers tighter together as he guided Bry to the paddock.
“Nope! Not a things!”
“Good, good. Okay… stop walking.”
Bry obediently came to a halt, having fully trusted Ary to get her safely to wherever it was he had wanted her to be.
“Keeps your eyes closed for a bit more.”
Once his friend confirmed that she would, Ary removed his hands.
“Opens your eyes!’’
Bry did and the first thing she saw was a newborn Griff fast asleep under the protective wing of its mother.
“Dad said you haves to be thirteen befores you gots a griff but I talked him into lettings you have it before. Merry Christmas, Bry.”
There was no surprise about what followed: Bry squealing and jumping around excitedly before throwing herself into Ary’s arms to squeeze the life out of him. |