One year and two weeks year old Crider puffed his cheeks while squeezing into his shark plushie.
"I wanna see my Mommy!"
Luke hunkered down to the pouting angel's level. What a rare hybrid he was. Luke had never seen anyone like him. It must have taken a significant amount of wing-inducing cells from his mother and enough carnivorous cells from his father to become something like this.
A half-angel, half-vampire hybrid.
"You have never said you wanted to meet her before. Why are you bringing up the issue now?"
He said pulling Crider's soft cheeks. He looked like a little white dinosaur with black polka dots in his pyjama suit.
"It's been a long time since she's last seen me. I bet she's missing me very much."
Crider squeezed harder into his shark plushie. Luke patted his head with a furtive smile.
