He’d never been a proper host before, though it could not have been said he wasn’t a good entertainer. He delivered drinks and snacks as friends came, rationing out the pet treats they had on hand between the animals as well. When he wasn’t ferrying drinks and snacks to and fro he was cutting jokes and laughing, doing his best to make his guests- his new friends - smile. Those that wanted to see his greenhouses were given a tour, and anyone else was welcomed to relax in the yard and admire the greenhouse of toxic plants at a safe distance. The hammock was occupied by a handful of animals now, and the angel triumphantly led the small group that had wanted to see his green babies back out into the yard.
It made him grateful for a lot of things. New friends, the new house. Kay’s willingness to cook and feed them all, and put up with the extra bodies he’d invited in his excitement. When Kay called that dinner was ready, he led the troupe en masse, a pet under each arm and a happy swing in his step. This is what he’d always wanted, whether he knew it or not. A big spooky house for himself, his family, and to share with his friends.
