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okay 1 ive only heard the rhianne cover of somewhere only we know so this was an amazing experience. 2- A SHANIA TWAIN MENTION? IN THIS ECONOMY? BACON I LOVE YOU
Nyx really wants to be like his dad. His dad loves him just as he is.
“Maybe I'm not some chosen one but I'm my father's son and that's something I'm pretty proud to be.”
He happily sat at his art table concentrating on the paper beneath his fingers. He’d awoken this morning to the welcoming aroma of pancakes and bacon flowing into his room from the kitchen, received a warm hug and kiss from papa on the way out the door, and mama held his hand as they walked the streets of Velaris on the way to kindergarten.
Nyx’s bright eyes took in the morning bustle on the streets, noticing a smiling male and female stepping into a bakery along the Sidra that had a three-tiered cake in the window with colorful icing. His little wings rustled with excitement as he wondered if it was chocolate or vanilla and what his birthday cake this year would be. Last year it was strawberry.
Mama squeezed his hand and he looked up to see her pretty face smiling softly at him. “Did something at the bakery catch your eye, Nyxie?”
An adorable grin spread across his face. “Everything!
Feyre giggled, knowing just how much her little one loved sweets.
A black cat ran across the street ahead and Nyx exclaimed “Mama!” He tugged on her hand to hurry over to the little cat that didn’t scurry away from him, but instead brushed its head against his legs as it weaved between them, rubbing against him in friendly greeting. The cat’s wiry fur tickled his palms as he stroked its back.
“Good kitty” he cooed.
Feyre smiled as her boy with a heart for animals - even the scraggly strays, took his time gently petting the cat.
“You ready little one? We’ll be late if we hang around for too long.”
“Just another moment, mama.”
Feyre couldn’t say no, not when her sweet boy’s heart was so full of love to share.
“Alright, little one.”
A minute later, Nyx reminded himself that his father was never late. If he was to be a proper High Lord someday, he needed to be timely. So he stood, signaling letting his mother know that he was ready to continued walking.
They arrived to the school right on time. Mama bent down to kiss each of his cheeks and his forehead, eliciting a giggle. She was the prettiest lady in the whole world and loved him very much.
Not quite ready to say goodbye, Nyx raised his arms and flapped his wings, a silent plea for her to pick him up.
As his mother scooped him into her arms, he pressed his chubby cheek against her shoulder and reveled in the warmth and love that her embrace always brought him. “Love you mama.”
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“Nyx Archeron” a not unkind voice broke through his thoughts of the morning. “Sorry, Ms. Westfall!”
While daydreaming, he’d managed to draw a rainbow arching over Velaris, buildings of varying hues mirroring it as the Sidra ran alongside the city and refracting the vibrant colors off its rippling waters. “See Ms. Westfall! It’s a rainbow over The Rainbow.”
Ms. Westfall smiled at the art. “That’s lovely Nyx! You have quite the talent.”
As the children were led to their extra curricular classes, Ms. Westfall stopped Nyx for a moment.
“Little one, I am very impressed with your artistic vision.”
Nyx’s wings shifted of their own accord in response to the praise.
“I know your powers haven’t started coming in yet and you’ve really, really been hoping for them to.”
As she said this, Nyx crossed his fingers as he always did. He wanted to be like his papa so badly, to grow up to be the most powerful High Lord just like him, and do good for the world.
Ms. Westfall looked to Nyx with warm eyes, sensing where his thoughts were drifting.
“There are other ways to create joy and bring good to the world even without powers, little one. Like art, for instance, which you have quite a talent for.”
Nyx looked to her quietly but felt a bit of excitement fluttering in his chest at the thought of making a difference through art.
“We are working on a mural for the new cafeteria and I’d love to have your help, Nyx. One of the older art classes will be helping too. Perhaps while other kiddos in your grade go to their “emerging powers” class, you could work with me and the fifth graders on the mural.
Nyx nearly squealed with excitement. “Do you really mean it Ms. Westfall?” His body couldn’t contain the excitement as he bounced in place.
He spent the rest of the day giddy over the idea of learning from the older kids and painting with them.
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Nyx ran out to greet his father at the end of the school day, nearly tripping over his own feet. “Papa!”
His father squatted down and stretched out his arms with a smile. “Stand daddy!” Nyx yelled as he ran to him. Rhys braced himself as fifty-five pounds of gleeful kindergartener made lift-off and whooshed into him at full force.
Rhys stumbled back a step as he laughed and hugged his boy. “Look at you go kiddo!”
They began their walk home and Nyx couldn’t help but look up to his dad, trying to emulate him in all his mannerisms though he couldn’t quite master the powerful swagger that naturally rolled off of him.
Nyx let out a disheartened sigh that caught his father’s attention. “What’s wrong buddy?”
“Nothing.” Nyx shrugged, unsure how to even describe what he was feeling.
Rhys could tell whatever it was bothering Nyx wasn’t something he was ready to discuss. He noticed a bakery nearby, the same one that caught Nyx’s eye every time he walked him home from school. “You know what sounds good? A pastry.”
Nyx perked up as he saw the bakery ahead. “Yes!” He squealed, running toward it, careful not to let go of his father’s hand. An old, grumpy looking man stood ahead of them and Nyx hid behind his father’s leg out of his sight as the male gruffly ordered a coffee and pastry.
Instead, Nyx focused on the bakery itself, inhaling the warm aroma of honeyed sweetness and the potent air of coffee within. His papa had let him try coffee once and he quickly realized the smell was much better than the taste.
Nyx saw a powdered pastry with raspberry filling and eagerly pointed at it. The nice pixie-winged female behind the counter handed it to him with a smile and Nyx made sure to give her a big “thank you!”
When he turned to head for the table, he saw the grumpy man bump into the counter and drop his pastry. Instead of angry, the male just looked sad. Nyx thought he’d be sad too if he dropped his pastry. Maybe the male only looked so grumpy because he was having a bad day.
Nyx considered how he’d had a really good day himself. Perhaps the older fae just needed cheering up, so before he could second guess he ran to the old male who was still frowning at his pastry that had fallen.
“Here you go!” Nyx raised his hand placing the paper bag his pastry was in on the counter next to the sad male. The male appeared shocked and before he could thank him, Nyx was skipping back to his father who’d watched the whole encounter intently.
Rhys didn’t miss the way the old man’s disheartened face turned to one of warmth and tenderness at the kind gesture from the little boy.
Rhys only gave the male a nod, a silent plea for him to just accept the kindness.
The male gave a grateful nod of his own in return and discarded the pastry that had fallen, leaving the bakery with the pastry Nyx had given him and a smile.
They went through the line again so Nyx could order another pastry and Rhys couldn’t help the way his heart swelled at the kindness of his little boy.
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As Nyx sat down for dinner with his mama and papa that evening, he told them of the art project Ms. Westfall had invited him to participate in and he recounted to his mother about the older male at the bakery.
Rhys grinned at his little artist who aimed to make the world a better place, one act of kindness at a time.
“Just like your mother.” Rhys mused.
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The next morning Feyre walked Nyx to school as usual. The little Illyrian studied the way she gave smiles to those she passed on the street and the way she moved with such grace and confidence in her stride. Nyx couldn’t help but admire her with joy in his heart as he thought to himself,
“It’s good to be like mama.”
“Maybe I'm not some chosen one but I'm my mother’s son and that's something I'm pretty proud to be.”
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A/N: this was one of those drabbles that I just started writing and ran with wherever my mind wandered. Thanks for reading!
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