A Full Moon Ch. 05

"That doesn't leave much for you," he said with a smile.

"Sure it does. Bathrooms, windows, vacuuming, shopping, going to work, washing the walls, polishing the silver since you'll get grubby kid germs on them and Pat can't touch them," that made him grin again. "So I have a lot to do. So, if you do all your chores that's forty a month with an additional bonus of $35.00 if you get A's in all of your classes. Which means...tomorrow you go back to school." He groaned dramatically and I enacted my change back to normal human, cinching the draw string.

"That is so cool to watch. Can I watch the full change in a few weeks?"

"No. That one is still to dangerous for you to be around. I've only had one full moon. Maybe Pat will let you but not me." I was glad he nodded like he understand why I said it. I was in full command of my mind but I was also a crab when I was in pain. "Speaking of other things creepy, when was the last time you went Trick-or-treating?"

"Umm...never actually." My mouth dropped and I shook my head.

"Then, if you want we can take you this year. Halloween is five days away."

"I don't even know what to be. No costume shop I know can make an authentic Lycan costume."

I got an idea but it would take some clever doing and a few favors called in. "Leave that to me. Tomorrow we'll go shopping. You should really think about being an artist more. Maybe sketch what Pat looked like as his sexy wolfman self from memory." Dylan went over to his few piles of stuff and came back with a small stack of art. All of them were of me and Pat, some together being snuggled by the other, some in poses I know neither of us ever stood in. My only response was to gape. "Little dude you are one mondo cool man." He waved it away like he knew it but I could smell he was embarrassed. "So now I scan these into my computer, you file away the originals and we start a portfolio of your art so when you turn eighteen in a few years you'll have a soft copy to send out to schools and companies to see if they will hire you. After college of course."

"Sweet." I ruffled his hair and did just that, giving him a thumb drive with all his drawings. "Um...I have a few more."

"Lemme guess, you have like a thousand more and want to scan them all." He flushed and nodded. "Fine. You can scan them when you have time between slave labor and school." The little dude gave me a huge hug. "You really should start getting use to me being a nice guy, although the hugs are cool. If you want something just ask. I may think about it and I may say no, but it's better to ask then to want."

"Can I go to the next Lunais picnic?"

"You're already invited by me and Pat but I still have to check with the others to see if it's okay." He nodded and went barreling back up into his room to put the new scans on his computer. I picked up the phone and dialed.

"Troy Jennings."

"Hey bitch miss me?"

"Hey fuck wad. I have. How's life in the big office?"

"Great. Banging a really awesome guy exclusively." That got an appreciative grumble. "Yeah. There isn't a thing we haven't done yet. That last is a husher bro." Thus saying it was a secret.

"Gotcha. So you gave up the booty finally. I'm jealous."

"Whatev, bitch, you know you only wanted the Man in you." I could see his eyes rolling. "So, listen. I'm sending you a drawing. I want you to send it out to your peeps and then to Ginger." He said he would get right on it. I also gave him a lot of info about the company and how it's run up here and he thought it sounded like I was working for the biggest asshat in the world and I did not disagree in the slightest.

An hour later I got a call. "Hello."

"Hey stud, it's Ginger." I could not help but grin.

"Hey beautiful. Got the drawing I had forwarded." I knew she had or else she would not have called me. She never called a guy, they called her, so this must be a business thing.

"Who did it?"

"Would you believe a thirteen year old boy?" She said she did not by the way she told me I was a fucking liar. "Totally true. He's my foster son."

"Hold the phone. You got a kid?"

"Yeah. His name is Dylan and the little dude is mondo awesome." I told her what I wanted and she said she had enough to go and would see what she could do in such a short time.

"You realize you owe me for this."

"Nope, calling in a favor. You may even squash that when you meet the little dude." What I had planned was going to blow Dylan's mind and he would be totally crying happy tears. Hell I would be too when I saw him smile. And there was no way he would not smile for this.

"Must be some sort of awesome for you to call in a favor from me. I'll see what I can do. If I can't do it in time we have some things in storage that should work."

"I knew I could count on you." I knew I could too because she was the one girl I had banged that I called back the next day. Damn good sex and even better conversation. She been in some tight spots in college during midterms, and in debt up to her tits, so I tutored her through three semesters and my own foster dad helped me pay for some of her bills by giving her a very nice job as his secretary while she was in college when no one would hire her because of her financial troubles. She owed me big time. We talked for another hour and I had to admit I missed talking with her. I got her cell phone number so I could stay in contact and promised I would have lunch with her sometime.

The Little dude would never see it coming.