Carlos wandered through the forest. He knew he’d seen a cave somewhere – it looked like an old bear cave, though he hadn’t gone in it before. He wanted to be as far away from his camp and the summer camps, in case the children had an idea to wander around at night to hunt for snipes. The full moon would make visibility perfect for it, so it was a reasonable concern in Carlos’ mind.
He finally came across the cave he was looking for. And not too soon either – the moon would rise probably within the next ten minutes. Carlos ventured forth, holding his flashlight up to search the inside of the cave. Hopefully it was empty. Could a werewolf beat a bear? Maybe?
his tail swayed softly ‘It Must Be Nice, But Why Not Tonight?’
Carlos thought about how to put this.
Because… you could say I’m having a bad night, and I don’t think I’d be perceived as good company in the state I’m in.
‘You Have Seemed Grumpy All Night..’ he glanced out of the cave ‘.. Maybe You Could Come Back Tomorrow When You’re Feeling Better’
Carlos made a non-committal huff as he carefully arranged his clothes onto the labcoat he laid out.
You said… that you liked the children at the camps just fine, right?
‘Yes, They Give Out Good Treats, Though Some Of The Olders Humans Don’t Like Me Hanging Around..’
Well, that’s understandable. Children are young and could be considered easy prey to some predators.
Carlos was quiet for a moment as he tried to fold his pants with his too-big paws.
What if I told you that one of those children is mine?
he lifted and tilted his head ‘Really? Which?’
Carlos would have smiled. Instead, his tail thumped cheerfully against the ground at the thought of Angela.
The little girl with long, curly black hair. She likes… learning. And she likes… um, human stories with things called ‘robots’ in them. She likes ancient creatures that used to walk the Earth and she’s just… she’s very sweet. And loving. And eager to know everything.
The Perfect Scientist 