His tears started to flow down her neck and they began to multiply, he knows his dad's been having are hard time coping with his mothers death and honesty..he was scared for his dad All the time.
"I-I...Robin...Robin you-I'm sure your dad's going to be ok..."
No she is very much not.
"What if...what if I go check on him for you ok?"
"d-dont..don't..weave..don't weave me..wike mommy..pwease.."
He gripped onto her tighter, she has bow became important in his life, and he now cares for her deeply.
"I won't...I promise ok...? See...I'm magic. Like um...like-a fairy godmother. And magic people don't get sick...I'm not going anywhere, ok buddy?"
He smiled a little
"Tank you.."
His tears dont fall asleep much and they stop a little.
"I...I can go make sure your dad's ok, if you want..."
"y-yes pwease..."
"Ok...I'll be right back, ok buddy?"
"M-Mhm.."
He sat on the couch and watched her leave the living room.
She goes to the garden
