He reached out and shook his hand very carefully. "Really?" Darkos said with a friendly smile and a look of intriguement in his eyes. "Darkos, this is my Dad." Arthur stated, motioning to his father, who held out a hand. Armont stepped forward, with a slight air of nervousness. Yeah I'm sorry, sorry." Darkos said in his normal, repetitive, apologetic way as he quickly put Arthur back down on the ground. His arms feeling like they were being ground between two giant cogs, Arthur managed to wheeze:
"Arthur!" Darkos exclaimed, bounding down the stairs like an excited child, making it from the stairs to the doorway in two quick strides, and pulling Arthur into a tight hug that lifted him about a foot off the ground. "Guess who's here?" Archibald replied, and Arthur saw Darkos' brown, spiky head pop out from around a corner upstairs, and from the wide smile that appeared on his face, Arthur assumed he had seen him.
Instantly Arthur could hear thudding footsteps coming from his grandfather's study, and soon enough a hissing, but friendly sounding voice called down from above. "Oh, of course! I completely forgot." His grandfather laughed, then turned to look upstairs. "I am now, don't worry about me." But his grandmother enquiring about Rose's whereabouts had reminded Arthur of someone who still hadn't made an appearance. "Are you alright, Rose?" Daisy asked, looking slightly concerned. "I'm coming!" And they both turned around to see Rose dragging herself weakly up towards the house. "Where's Rose?" Arthur and Armand were about to explain, when a muffled voice yelled from somewhere behind them: He still couldn't believe how much better his Dad had become.įinally, Daisy asked the question that Arthur was surprised no one had asked yet. Unlike last time." He said with a wink at Arthur. "Well I thought we should come down early this year, so that Arthur going back to school wouldn't coincide with the tenth moon.
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