03-12-2021, 07:15 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 370px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; line-height: 1.4; color: black;"]— Colt had never had a 'family,' in any sense of the word. For one, he quite literally did not know a single person that he was related to; hell, he didn't even know his own mom's name, or what she might look like. She'd either abandoned him or lost him at some point during his early infancy, and he ended up with the Ring. Though the mercenaries of the Ring had taken him in, Colt wouldn't consider them to be his family, either. They were always cold, distant, even when he was a child; he wouldn't exactly say he'd been 'raised,' by any means. No, he was simply 'trained' - nothing more.
It felt stupid to think about, but as a kid, Colt had always dreamt of having a 'regular' family. He'd only ever heard about that sort of thing from the books he was allowed to read in his minimal spare time between combat training sessions, but his fantasy was always the same - two parents, a brother and a sister - one older than Colt, one younger - and a dog. It would be a big, huge, cuddly dog, that he and his siblings could play with in their yard while their parents made them food. It had been a while since Colt had actually sat down and daydreamed about a life like that - he was a bit old now, after all - but the thought still crossed his mind from time to time.
When Colt walked into the living room, coffee in hand, to see what the fuss was about and saw the giant canine, he was immediately reminded of those childhood daydreams. This was exactly the kind of dog that he'd always pictured his little family having. He immediately grinned, dropping to his knees and scooting over to the animal, letting it sniff his hand so it knew he was friendly. Colt gave a childlike laugh, looking up at Eddie and Tommy as he started petting the dog's flank. "He's huge! Where did you guys find him? He's gonna stick around, right? Does he like snacks?"
It felt stupid to think about, but as a kid, Colt had always dreamt of having a 'regular' family. He'd only ever heard about that sort of thing from the books he was allowed to read in his minimal spare time between combat training sessions, but his fantasy was always the same - two parents, a brother and a sister - one older than Colt, one younger - and a dog. It would be a big, huge, cuddly dog, that he and his siblings could play with in their yard while their parents made them food. It had been a while since Colt had actually sat down and daydreamed about a life like that - he was a bit old now, after all - but the thought still crossed his mind from time to time.
When Colt walked into the living room, coffee in hand, to see what the fuss was about and saw the giant canine, he was immediately reminded of those childhood daydreams. This was exactly the kind of dog that he'd always pictured his little family having. He immediately grinned, dropping to his knees and scooting over to the animal, letting it sniff his hand so it knew he was friendly. Colt gave a childlike laugh, looking up at Eddie and Tommy as he started petting the dog's flank. "He's huge! Where did you guys find him? He's gonna stick around, right? Does he like snacks?"
━━━━━━━ THE BOY WHO FELL INTO THE SKY
HAD NO ONE THERE TO WATCH HIM CRY *:・ﾟ✧*:・ﾟ✧