My angel is a xenophobe

Keenan came into the room, smiling. “Here he is,” he said, showing his youngest child to the gathered group of team leaders. The moment Ian saw them, he began crying.

Bertram stifled a laugh. “Is he shy?” he said.

Sighing, Keenan nodded. “Looks like.” He turned Ian around. “Hey, Angel,” he said. “Did seeing all those strange people scare you?”

Ian hiccupped and nodded. The others couldn’t help but laugh. Keenan only shook his head and hugged his son.

gloomy anthropoid apes

“Geez,” Keenan said, as he stepped into the room. Everyone looked as if they’d just been told they were in for a month of rain showers. “Why’s everyone looking so depressed?” he asked.

“Director told us he wants to make some changes,” Bertram said. Grimacing, he added, “Again.” He shook his head and heaved a sigh.

“We are quite dreading what those changes will be,” Chrislyn said. He lifted one shoulder slightly. “His decisions have, so far, worked out quite well. However, they have been large adjustments that required flexibility on our parts.”

“No one likes change,” Keenan said, dropping onto a stool. Then he smiled and waved at the bartender. “No sense fretting and worrying over it. Let’s get our drink on and relax. His changes can’t go into effect until Monday, anyway.”

“It’s Sunday, Keenan,” Aidan said, smirking.

“Yeah?” Keenan said, blinking. Aidan nodded and Keenan laughed. “Thought today was Saturday.”

What brought us to this

Bertram grimaced as he watched Aidan try to calm Shinichi down. This latest shuffling of the teams had been almost entirely the director’s idea. Some of the shifting had occurred with one goal in mind: breaking couples apart.

“Coming to the Beta team is meant to be a promotion,” he said, his voice soft.

Shinichi hiccupped and rubbed his eyes. “I did not ask for a promotion! I did not want a promotion,” he said. He looked at Aidan and shook his head. “I wanted to be with you!”

Aidan sighed and looked into his eyes. “Now,” he said, “you can. We don’t have to hide our feelings anymore. This is a good thing.”

Sniffling, Shinichi said, “Then why does it feel like we’re being punished?”

“Because,” Keenan grumbled, rolling his eyes. “The director’s a twit.” A broad smirk split his features and he added, “I can say that now, because now I’m his boss!”