Sweet boy, you can of course be brave and wanted. You deserve all the love in the world.
Sera: *knocks softly before stepping inside the cottage, pausing at the sight* …Oh.
In the middle of the room is a pillow-and-blanket fort, carefully constructed but slightly lopsided. Plushies are lined up like guards. Abelby is inside, curled up with Woolie tucked under one arm, thumb in his mouth, tablet propped up playing bright, gentle cartoons.
Sera: *frowns, conflicted* Abel…?
Abelby: *doesn’t look up, voice muffled around his thumb* …I wanna be ‘lone.
Sera: I know. *hesitates* But I think… I think you might like this one.
Abelby: *peeks over the edge of the blanket, just his eyes and horns visible* …huh?
Sir Pentious: Surprise!!! Tis I!! The amazing and redeemable Sir Pentious!!
Abel: *scared and immediately goes back inside*
Sera: Pentious we talked about this. He may not remember you in this state.
Sir Pentious: Oh right… uh. *standing awkwardly in the doorway, hat in hand, tail flicking nervously* Apologies. Let me start over *clears his throat* Ah—h-hello there, Abel! I was told you might require some… er… company?
Abelby: *pokes his head back out and stares for a moment before asking:* …you a snek?
Sir Pentious: *straightens a little* Indeed! A very polite one! I have… extensive experience caring for Egg Bois. And—ah—Angelic Egg Bois now as well.
Abelby: *slowly crawls out of the fort, still clutching Woolie. He hides half behind a pillow, then looks up again* …can I call you Penni?
Sir Pentious: *blinks, then smiles, flustered* Penni? Well! I—yes, I suppose that would be quite acceptable!
Abelby nods seriously. He lifts Woolie up, turning the plush so it “faces” Sir Pentious.
Abelby: *soft, earnest* Woo’wee… dis Penni. He a snek… but maybe nice *pauses, tilting Woolie as if listening.* Mm-hm… mm-hm… *Another pause and he nods again* Woo’wee say… we can try.
Sir Pentious: *relieved, placing a hand on his chest* Why, I am honored! I shall do my very best, Woolie—and Abelby too!
Sera watches, surprised… then quietly relieved.
Sera: I’ll check back later. *to Abelby* You won’t be alone.
Abelby: *clutches Woolie tighter, glancing at Penni* …okay.
Sir Pentious: *carefully sits on the floor, keeping a respectful distance.* Would you care to show me your fort, young sir?
Abelby: *after a beat, scoots aside and lifts the blanket* …only if you gentle.
Sir Pentious: *holds his thumbs up* Okie dokie
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