Initially Clockwork had been talking about the ice age. Not the most exciting period of history to gloss over, but any excuse to teach Danny the real side of history was one he would take. And he could get away with mentioning in depth events here and there.
He paused the first time he felt Danny start to nod off. Expected. He knew Danny didnât exactly sleep much. And that this would probably happen.
Clockwork waited just a moment.
Then he smiled to himself. Since Danny refused to tell the ghost he was tired, Clockwork decided to have a little fun with it. Time to switch topics.
He started going on about balloons and the migratory nature of coconuts in his usual tone. Clockwork mixed in a bit about ghosts being a government conspiracy and how a cracked sidewalk was really a gift from the gods. He also worked in something about pencils. Timeless had stopped to listen in on whatever this was.
As Danny started to rock, Clockworkâs hand lit up. Upstairs, some sheets and a mattress arranged themselves. And still, Clockwork didnât miss a beat with his nonsense.Â
He shifted to adult form right before Danny fell asleep. The boy fell harmlessly against his side. Only then, as he wrapped an arm around the other, did Clockwork stop talking. No need to see if he was listening anymore.
Clockwork hoisted Danny over his shoulder. Not the most comfortable, but it wouldnât hurt. And like Hell if Danny could feel it, he was sleeping. As he headed up, he told Timeless, âWhy donât you draw something for him to wake up to?â
Danny would find himself laying in bed under a few covers next to a nightstand and lamp later, all the color of the ghost zone. And all dimly lit thanks to the clock towerâs gothic interior. On the nightstand would be a drawing of a balloon carrying a coconut wrapped in a bow in distinct blue ink.
Upon awakening, it took him a moment to recognise where exactly he was. Though the scenery was that of a bedroom, it took him a second to recognise that he was still in the tower, especially with the lighting. He looked around for some kind of light. He made out the shape of a lamp. Once he managed to switch it on, he took in the sight of the room more. He must have been moved here when he-
Hand slapped face. He did the one thing he didnât want to do here! He fell asleep while Clockwork was talking to him. Though he knew it most likely didnât anger the ghost, he was sure that he must have been at least annoyed. After all, Danny fell asleep during the lesson.
... And after he tried to hide being tired from him.
Why did he think that would work?
A defeated sigh left him as hand left face. He twisted around, ready to leave the bed when he spotted something on the nightstand. He blinked a few times while trying to understand what he was seeing. Timeless drew a simple picture of a balloon carrying a coconut and nothing else. Just a little balloon carrying a little coconut.
He had questions. Many questions.
The main being âwhy?â Was it just Timelessâ imagination? Or did something happen while he was asleep? He thought back on the latter. No, it couldnât be that. Coconuts simply did not fly around in the Ghost Zone. Hopefully.
Danny didnât spend much longer in bed. Once out, he did his best to make it, trying to save Clockwork a job. Then he grabbed the drawing delicately in an attempt to not damage it in anyway.
Once he was sure everything was okay to leave, he made his way out of the bedroom and headed directly for the main room. Even if he missed most of what was said earlier, he knew just where to find the two. They both often spent time in the main room. At least it seemed that way to him. It was the one room he seemed to always catch them in. Even before Timeless came into the picture, the main room of the tower was the room with the most activity.Â
Feet slowed down the closer he got to the room he required. Even if it was the one with the most activity, there was still a slim chance the two werenât there. Or the Observants happened to be there. Perhaps that was why Timeless left that drawing for him.
He shook his head slightly.
No, if that was the case, he was sure a coconut being carried by a balloon wouldnât be the message. Besides, he could have always been told in person if they happened to be around.
He stopped where he stood. Eyes glanced around the room. As he suspected; no Observants. Legs carried on, taking him towards Clocks.
âI, erm- Iâm sorry about passing out earlier. I swear I tried not to. But I just-â Couldnât stop himself from sleeping. And missing a lot because of it. As if that thought summoned it, the drawing came to mind. He lifted it slightly, âwhat exactly did I miss, anyway?â
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