20-Ducks.
Andy POV.
After looking at the animals in the museum, they weren’t that nice, they scared me actually, I didn’t like them, I didn’t want to see these animals anymore, I whined and went to hide behind Dante’s leg. He noticed my fear of these animals and decided to call it out on our visit and walk out of the museum, he zipped my jacket again, I did unzip it halfway through when I was warm.
“Do we have to leave?” I ask him, I napped on the way here, and I still have energy, I don’t want to get back home yet.
“We can take another walk,” he says making me jump up with excitement, we started to walk the park, it was a long walk, but I didn’t mind, I want to keep walking and not stop anytime soon.
“Lord Dante” I heard someone call to him making us stop in the middle of the way, I could see the park so close to us now. Daddy started to talk with him, I wasn’t keeping up, my eyes were cast on the park.
“Daddy” I whine wanting to move but the guy looked at me, finally noticing me standing there holding Dante’s hand.
“You did take a pet, my lord,” the guy says calling me a pet, rude!
“Yes, we’ll meet next week,” Dante says ending the conversation, and finally walking us away from him, finally!
We moved toward the park, I saw some swings, big kids swing, not like the one we had back home where I have to lay down, I pulled and pointed toward it, until he finally took us there. But daddy doesn’t put me in the big kids’ swings, instead, he chose one made for littles, it had a harness to keep me in place, doesn’t he know that I’m a bit boy!
“I’m a big boy,” I say with the biggest pout ever, I was tired and feeling fussy.
“Well, my big boy needs to stay safe too” daddy answers sliding me in the seat, I forgot about my whining when he started to push me up the swing.
“Faster! Faster!” I say all happy wanting to go higher up in the sky giggling.
We played in that game for a while, until someone else recognized daddy, they came to talk to him leaving me on the swings, I tried to push myself but my feet wouldn’t reach the ground. I groaned wanting his attention, he picked me out of the swing placing me on my feet, he doesn’t hold my hand this time, too busy answering some woman’s questions. At first, I felt shy, hiding behind his leg, but after that, I started to get bored, he’s supposed to be taking me out, not spending the whole time talking to other people.
I looked around the park and saw something that reminded me of home, a little pond with ducks in it, it looks too similar to my old bridge, ever since I was just a little child, I felt connected to that place. Without a second thought I let go of daddy’s pants and run there, he doesn’t call to me or say to stop, which means it’s okay to do so.
I stood there watching the ducks, I wished I had something to feed them but I didn’t instead I just watched them swim around, saw other people throw some popcorn at them makes me smile.
I yawned a few times, feeling tired now, I was ready to go home, I hoped we could do this again, only this time I’ll bring something for the ducks with me. I started to move back toward daddy, but he wasn’t where I left him, silly daddy, where did he go? I think to myself, maybe he wandered off?
I kept walking around the park trying to find him, the longer this took me the worse my anxiety got, all I wanted was him right now. Did he finally find a way to let me go, is this his plan all along? To drop me in the park and leave, what if the auction house finds me again, they’d sell me off again.
I didn’t want to leave, I wanted to be with daddy, that was my breaking point, I sat on the ground crying my heart out wanting daddy, but he left me.
“Are you okay little guy? You lost?” A lady asks me after a while of crying.
“I… I lost… my daddy” I tell her between sobs.
“Oh my god, that’s so sad, let’s go find him,” she says trying to hold my hand but it didn’t feel right I tried to run away, but she kept coming after me.
I started running in the park with the crazy lady running after me until strong hands picked me off the ground, my feet kept moving to want to run away, this wasn’t daddy.
“Lord Dante is going to have your butt and ours you little brat,” one of the bodyguard says carrying me away, the crazy lady didn’t dare to get close to us now, not with the scary bodyguard holding me.