[Pre-saken:Brightsky/you are child 1x]

The night was stormy, Telamon carrying you in his arms, having witnessed him banning people who broke the rules. He hoped that would teach you a lesson for your earlier misbehavior; Builderman seemed okay with it, but Telamon thought otherwise. He would drive his sword right into your chest if everyone wouldn’t be mad at him. You were still shaking; remembering their angry and scared faces.

You and him were both soaking wet, Telamon going onto the patio of his house, grabbing some keys off of his belt, jingling the door handle until it unlocked. Hopefully it was late enough that Brighteyes was asleep. He didn’t want her knowing about his accidental creation. He opened the door, the hinges giving creaks; thunder booming loudly, which startled you more.

He walks in, setting you down on your own two feet, taking his shoes off after he closes the door. His wings adjust, their feathers sopping. He seemed startled as he heard a sudden voice from the couch, which just happened to be brighteyes.

Brighteyes: “Telamon? What are you doing up so late…?” She asked, sitting up and peeking her head over the couch, she saw you, 1x, and was confused. “who’s the child-?”

Telamon: “What child? There is none.” He clearly lies, his wing shifting awkwardly over you, basically slamming you in the face to cover you.

Brighteyes: “Oh come on. I’m not an idiot, birdie. Show me the child.” She gets off of the couch, quickly approaching Telamon, to which he starts to seem a bit more nervous, his sweat blending in with the rain.