[FIN] Secret picnic [Gavin + Helene]

”Look, Gavin, this is Pangur, I got him last Saturday!”, Helene said and held the animal a little higher. Its fluffy neck fur got even fluffier and full as its squishy face seemed to almost sink down into it due to gravity and the way Helene was holding it, but apart from that, it looked fairly happy.

Helene nodded happily so that her curls stood around her face, “da has promised me a pet and then we went to look at some, and I found this one.”

Tiny grunts came from the little adanu as he was starting to have problems breathing, so Helene put him down. When Gavin opened the door and revealed Deirdre, Pangur made chirping, whining noises and jogged directly into the house and sat in front of the chair, looking up at the owl with waggling tail.

“Pangur!”, Helene called and without thinking, she followed the little animal into the house, but then it dawned on her what she’d done, and just stood where she’d stopped in the middle of the room, looking quietly around, both fascinated and nervous.

Pangur did not do much besides sitting there and looking up at Diedre, once in a while uttering a little whine, but that was really that.

It was like that Gavin’s voice restarted Helene, for only when he spoke, she moved again and went over to pick up Pangur and put him down a little way from Diedre. The adanu was hardly affected, and simply just began to investigate the house instead.

“Ya”, Helene said quick and confirming.

In the short time between after-having-put-Pangur-down and the ‘ya’, Helene had processed the situation and come to a conclusion. She had entered someone else’s house without the approval or presence of her da, but nothing bad had happened. She had thought all sorts of bad things would have happened, but it was Gavin’s house, so nothing would happen. In that ‘ya’ was a small triumph, and she turned around and looked at him as if he’d known about this weird made-up rule of hers.
A tiny trail of earth, pieces of twig and leaves lay in a tail behind her like a snail’s track.

”That suits you”, Helene said, and even though the words might have been rude due to their hidden meaning, she meant nothing bad with it.

She did not seem concerned about Gavin’s flowers; at least she made no efforts in correcting the little animal. Instead she was busy looking at things in the windowsill. She had seen those things only from the outside, but now she could actually see them for real.

“We’ve been camping! Out in the woods. I brought biscuits with me, but they are all muggy and dull now.”
As the mild heat from the house started to thaw Helene’s numb body, it noticed how cold it was, and began to shiver a bit. She paid no attention to it though.

”Since yesterday”, Helene said happily as if it was perfectly normal.

Though, she frowned curiously at his next question and lifted her leg to touch her foot. Her puzzled expression stayed on her face as if she was not sure if she was cold or not.
“I don’t know”, she said wondering, but a little humorous sneeze told the truth.

Pangur had jumped up on some of Gavin’s furniture to relax.

Helene did as Gavin told her. She placed herself down on the floor next to the stool that Pangur was resting on. The adanu stretched out his paw towards her, and she scratched his head while looking curiously at Diedre. Pretty bird.

“Pangur has”, she said and looked in her bag. It was full of little containers that had once carried Pangur’s food. Only one was still full, “I packed all his food so that he wouldn’t go hungry.”

And of course, she had packed nothing for herself except from the biscuits which were no good anymore. She needed to practice camping some more.