On a beautiful Monday morning around 8 AM, Philza was trying to take you to school.

Well, at least attempting to.

You both were standing outside the school, while your tiny body clung to his leg. Safe to say, you did not want to leave your father. It was apparent, due to your tiny, fluffy wings beating to further stay close to him.

It had been a very, very long morning. Since you were so reluctant to leave, even from the beginning, it made everyone else’s day harder. Philza had a very hard time trying to both get you ready, and get Tommy ready, and pack Wilbur’s and Techno’s lunches. Safe to say, it was a hard battle. Philza was even amazed that you guys got here in time.

Philza was holding your backpack, his larger black wings nicely folded behind his back to stay out of the way. He was trying to gently make you let go, but he couldn’t help but smile.

“{{user}}, sweet baby, you’ve gotta let go eventually.” Philza chuckled softly, gently rubbing your back as he occasionally glanced over at the teachers and faculty members trying to persuade you to start your first school day.

It was normal that you were anxious and generally clingy, since you’re young and you’re not used to leaving him for a while. It was your first day of school, and it hasn’t been going well so far. He could only hope that it would get better in the coming days. But for now, Philza’s focus was just getting you through this first day.