- Avery's POV -
"What do you want Parker?" I ask trying my best to read his lips while he mouthed the words fastly
"Slower!" I shouter and Parker rolled his eyes before moving his lips slower than before
I think this might be the hardest job I've ever done. Looking at his lips every few minutes tempts me a lot. And I mean a lot.
"So...you want soup?" I ask making sure I read his lips correctly and he nodded
"What kind?" I ask even though I already know the answer. He raises his eyebrows at me in disbelief and that answers my question. Whenever he wanted soup he would always ask for chicken noodle, that's his favorite.
"Alright I'll be back soon" I said and left the bedroom that we shared. Parker got released from the hospital today and is finally home. I'm so happy and grateful that he's back. I would make a thousand chicken noodle soups if I have to, as long as he's here.
I walked downstairs and headed towards the kitchen when suddenly someone ran into me. Or should I say my legs. I looked down to see a little boy, probably 4 years old or so. He was giggling and held onto my legs like it was his life while he looked behind him as if someone was following him.
"Uh....hi there?!" I said looking down at the kid with hazel eyes and dirty blonde hair gaining his attention.
"Oh! Hi! I'm running away from my mommy" he grinned up at me showing off his dimples. Aw! He's so cute.
"And why are you doing that?" I asked smiling at the now blushing child.
"She wanted me to eat brussel sprouts" he said and shuddered to which I laughed
"You don't like them?" I asked and he shook his head rapidly
"Ok...so. Where's your mommy?" I said and he let go of my legs and looked up at me with his thinking face.
"Uhhhhh I don't know. I don't know!" He said coming to realization and his bottom lip started trembling. Oh no.
"I lost my mommy!" He cried and I squatted down to put my hands his shoulders
"Don't cry...we'll find her" I reassure the little boy and he sniffles a few times
"Really?" He asked his voice trembling
"Uh huh" I nodded smiling and he wiped his tears before smiling
"Ok!" He beamed. Wasn't this kid crying a few seconds ago?
"Alright" I said stood back up
"What's your name?" I asked him and he had to think for a second before answering me.
"Michael....but you can call me Mickey" he ordered and I chuckled
"Why Mickey?" I asked and he shrugged
"I like it" he answered and I nodded
"You're not gonna tell me your name?" Mickey asks and I smile
"Oh! It's Avery" I said
"Av-er-Avery?" He says testing it out and I nodded
"I'll call you Avie!" He declares. Hm, that's new.
"Sure. Why not?" I said laughing
"So....how come I've never seen you around before?" I ask. Even though I've been here for a month or so, I was pretty sure I had seen all the children in this pack. They all are required to attend pup training which I volunteered to supervise every now and then.
"Oh. My mommy says not to tell anyone" he whispered looking around
"Oh ok" I said. Maybe it's something personal.
"But I'll tell you since you're my friend" he grins and gestures for me to come closer. I follow his orders and he moves his mouth towards my ear and cups his hands around his mouth.
"Me and my mommy came here just yesterday. This nice lady gave her and me a room. My mommy told me she had to find someone named Ryan and then we would leave." Mickey whispered in my ear and I stood back up when he was done. Ryan? Hm, maybe it's because he's turning Alpha soon.
"Now what are you gonna do?" He asks as he followed me into the kitchen
"Well, I was gonna make chicken noodle soup for someone but we can find your mom first if you want?" I say and watch as his face lights up at the mentioned chicken noodle soup.
"Can we find my mom after? I want chicken noodle soup...it my favorite! Please Avie" he says adding a puppy dog face at the end. Aw, how can I deny that?!
"Ugh fine!" I said giving in and he clapped his hands before pointing to the stool in front of the counter. I walked over and lifted him up placing him on the stool. He watched me curiously as I started gathering the ingredients.
"So who are you making the soup for?" He asked and I paused my actions
"What?" I asked momentarily confused
"You said you were making it for someone. Are you making it for your mommy?" He asked and I shook my head 'no'.
"Daddy?" He continued
"Nope" I said
"Oooooo! Oh! Is it your mate?!" He yelled and my eyes widened considerably. He knows about mates?!
"You know about mates?" I said surprised
"Yep! My mommy told me about them. She said it's a person that you'll love forever and that their your other half" he chirped and I grinned
"So....is that who you're making the soup for?" He asked folding his arms and resting them on the counter.
"Yes" I said and watched as a grin slowly spread onto his face
"Can I meet him?" He asked excitedly. Does this boy not know about stranger danger?
"Maybe" I replied and he nodded still excited
It took about 30 minutes or so to make the soup and the whole time Mickey and I were asking each other questions about ourselves. I know everything from his favorite color to his favorite underwear brand. Don't ask.
"Alright let's go take the soup to my mate and then we'll go find your mommy" I said and he nodded happily
"Yay! I'm gonna meet your mate" he grinned and lifted his arms for me to lift him down from the stool. I put him down and grabbed the container of soup.
"I think he's gonna like the soup it was yummy" he said and licked his lips. I had already gave him his share of soup downstairs in the kitchen and he slurped it up in record time. I was proud of myself to say the least.
"Ok let's go" I smiled and walked behind him up the stairs. It took a while since he walked up one stair at a time but, I can't complain. He's good company.
We walked down the hallway until we came up in front of my door. I walked in front of Mickey and opened the door. I pushed it wide open for Mickey to walk in and then I stepped in before shutting the door. Right away when I looked at Parker he was mouthing a whole bunch of things angrily and fastly but he stopped when he spotted Mickey. His body visibly relaxed but then his eyes widened as he looked at Mickey.
"Um here's your soup" I said and placed the container with a spoon on the nightstand next to him. He just simply looked at me then back at Mickey who was just staring at Parker.
"Uh....that's Michael. We kinda ran into each other and he wanted to meet you. But we have to leave in a few minutes to find his mom." I explained and he tore his eyes away from Mickey to look at me. He pointed at the soup and mouthed 'thank you'.
"Avie?" A small voice said and I looked over at Mickey
"Yeah?" I replied
"Why can't he speak?" Mickey's asked and Parker looked over at me
"Uh....he's a little sick and he lost his voice but, it'll be back soon" I smiled and Parker nodded
"Oh" he said and looked at Parker
"Does it hurt?" He asked and Parker shook his head 'no'.
"Good" Mickey smiled and walked over to take a seat on the bed next to Parker.
"Avie told me your name is Parker. It is, right?" Mickey asked and Parker nodded
"I make nicknames. I call Avery. Avie. Oh! And I told her to call me Mickey. Ya know like the mouse? You can call me Mickey too. When you get your voice back." the little boy blabbered and Parker nodded smiling. Then Parker looked at me and mouthed something.
"Wait what do you want me to tell him?" I asked. I know, I know. I'm really bad at this.
"Oh!" I said finally getting it before turning to Mickey
"Parker asked if you can make a nickname for him too" I repeated what Parker had mouthed to me and Mickey nodded excitedly
"I was just thinking bout' one" Mickey grinned followed by Parker
"I'm gonna call you Parkey" Mickey said and I struggled to keep in my laughter. Parker looked over and glared at me.
He mouthed 'I hate you' and I responded with mouthing 'I love you'. I gasped and put my hands over my mouth. I can't believe I just did that. I planned on telling him when he got better so I could actually have a chance of him saying it back to me. Now all of that went down the drain. I need to get out of this predicament.
"Mickey wanna go find your mommy now?" I asked desperately
"Sure" he shrugged and hopped off the bed
"Can I come back to see Parker when he gets his voice back?" He asks innocently
"Sure. You'll have to ask your mommy first" I said avoiding Parker's stare.
"Yay!" He squealed and hugged my legs and then ran to Parker and hugged him goodbye.
I quickly walked out the room with Mickey following behind me.
"Do you know which section of the pack house you live in?" I ask him and he nods
"It's downstairs. Let's go!" He grabbed my hands and leads me towards the stairs.
I rushed down the stairs to follow him because suddenly he walks faster than before.
"What now?" I ask as I reach the bottom of the stairs
"Um, its that way" he exclaims pointing in the left direction and takes off
"Wait up!" I called but he kept running. Great...
I lightly jogged to catch up to him and when I was close to him I reached out and grabbed his hand.
"You are holding my hand from now on" I order and he giggles
"Ok" he grinned and starts pulling me forwards. We walked for what felt like a few minutes until Mickey stopped in front of a door. I knocked four times and put my hand down waiting patiently for the door to open. Then it did.
(AN: Sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes! I hope you enjoyed! Please try to vote or comment, I'd appreciate it!)
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