***Alastair***
Alastair ran into his room, turned, and flung himself onto his bed.
Would talking do anything? People were scary when they were mad...
Knock-knock!
"Hey, kid," Maggie said. "Ready to go? It's time to go see some lights!"
Alastair picked up his head. "Lights?"
"Yeah. Cy and Cole are waiting for us downstairs." Maggie smiled. "You know, it's weird to see you wearing those kind of pants," she said as Star stepped out of the room.
Alastair pouted.
She patted him in the back, nudging him forward. "Let's go."
"Feeling better already?" Cole asked.
"The kid sometimes has mood swings," Maggie said.
Alastair pouted. "I'm not a kid! I'm an adult today!"
"Oh, that reminds me!" Maggie made a muffin pop out of her terminal. "Cy told me to make you a cake, but I figured a personal cupcake might be better."
Alastair squealed as he hugged Maggie.
