A Girl Named Sonata

by Broman

Rating: teen
Tags: Slice of Life, Dazzlings, My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic, Sonata Dusk, Human, Romance, Comedy, Sex
Length: 17713

Jack Jensen finds a girl collapsed in front of him in the dead of winter. Deciding to help out this strange girl he will soon discover that by helping her will help him in turn.

Jack Jensen is a simple man like any other. He lives in an apartment in New York City, has small part time jobs, and the biggest thing he has to take care of his beloved dog at home. However, on one fateful night, he would find a strange girl collapsed upon the cold cement in front of his apartment building. Feeling obligated in helping her, he brings her into his apartment.

Who knew that in helping her it would change his life for the better. Even if there were a few hiccups along the way.

Rated Teen or Pg-13, for some Sexual References and Content, language, and some Mild Crude Humor.

This story is a bit of a Sequel from the Sorcerer and The Sirens.

This is a brand spanking new story of mine everyone. Be sure to give me feedback on what you think. If you down vote this story then please leave a comment so that I can understand the reason and be able to improve my work.

Cover art is created by TurnipBerry. One fantastic artist that I think many of you should check out.

Published 2018-02-20 21:10:07 UTC
Last updated 2018-12-10 22:00:31 UTC

Prolouge, New Year

“FIVE, FOUR, THREE, TWO, ONE! HAPPY NEW YEAR!”

The crowd around the Big Apple of New York city went wild as the new year rolled in. The screams were deafening, the lights blinding, the confetti fell from the high rafters of the skyscrapers, everyone was having a blast. Traditional kisses were happening by many couples, and the song that nobody knows the words to were playing loudly in the air, with the subtle blaring of the classic music. To top it off fireworks were blasting high in the sky, giving off a show that would awe the audience below. Party goers were dancing and rocking out to Dick Clark’s performance and to Miley Cyrus’s hit music. This lasted for more than an hour as the party goers slowly ended and everyone was returning to their homes and to call it a night.

One such party goer had finally had his fill of fun and was heading to his apartment home.

His name is Jack Alex Jensen. This is his story.

***

“Have a good night Jack! Happy New year!” Several of his friends yelled out to him. Jack waved at them and gave them the same well wishes. He thought taking a cab to where he lived would be easy. Although the roads were still filled with people so he opted to take a walk instead.

He lived in a apartment in Brooklyn, near the crown heights region. It was a few blocks away so it wouldn’t be a hassle to go for a walk. As he walked down the streets he recalled the great countdown to the near year.

It was already 2015, though it still felt like last year. Everyone was partying to their heart's content, and Dick Clark’s was spectacular. Jack didn’t really like listening to Miley Cyrus, her voices was off pitch on certain parts of her song. He couldn’t quite help it since he himself was a vocalist.

Though he was more of a recent graduate from the Utah Valley University, his emphasis being a performance major in music.

Though he mostly did independent work, he did help a few acapella groups during his time in New York city. His job would be to teach other small studios and help train musical choirs for upcoming performances. He hadn’t any luck finding some lasting contracts after that and the ones he did get would only last for a few months. At least he gets decent pay for being apart of it. He hoped he would find a new opportunity in a few months and find a new job.

But for now, he just wants to relax for the next few weeks and enjoy the moment of being alive.

He walked down the cold streets, snow was slowly coming down and coating the ground with fresh powder. The wind chill hung in the air and he could see a few people on the streets rushing to their homes and apartments to get warm. He was well covered so he didn't mind one bit. He wore a winter coat that was large yet stylish, jeans, and a beanie for extra warmth on his head that covered his ears. He was warm to the fullest and he didn’t mind one bit for being a little too cautious.

After turning another block he saw his apartment was just ahead. He could hear some party goers were quieting it down and everyone seemed to be calling it a night. He mostly ignored the ones who shouted and screamed their heads out, shouting the voices a new octave to celebrate the new year. He would hear songs being sung, a few were off key and sluggish, most likely due to alcohol consumption, but they sounded like they were partying like it was the end of the world. If he could he would have told them the proper way to sing and to help with making the right pitch.

It was not that he was against their singing. It was just searching for the perfect pitch for them to hit and be able to make wondrous harmony. He just wanted them to be nudged in the right direction is all.

He crossed the next street, passing by a few cars who honked their horns for the new year. He soon was close to his apartment complex, and saw the lights were still on up front.

Just a little further, he thought, picking up the pace and moving to the front entrance. The city that never sleeps was going to be quiet, and no one will be on the streets.

He did notice, however, a woman walking towards him in the opposite direction and was the only person out and about.

Why he found this person rather odd was that she was wearing a pink skirt, high boots that went up to her thighs, a jacket that resembled that of a rocker and a red ruby necklace around her neck. Her head had a light blue hair that he believed went all the way down to her back, but he couldn’t tell. She had her head hung low and she swayed from side to side like a drunkard.

He pretty much assumed she’s just hammered from partying all night. Though, with the old saying goes, looks can be deceiving. Especially someone who is crazy enough to wear only a skirt and light jacket in this weather.

Seriously who would do that.

Playing it safe he decided to ignore her and keep moving to the front entrance. He was at least a dozen feet away from the door when she was getting closer to him. He heard her speak softly and she sounded a bit miserable. Whatever she had was probably making her feel a lot worse. He stopped at the front entrance, and watched as she got closer to him, walking aimlessly and with no purpose until she brushed his right shoulder.

“Miss? You okay?” He asked sincerely. Seeing clearly in the light he saw she also had a dark dark blue streaks of hair that went down to her back. She was roughly his height or higher but it might be due to her high boots. She continued to walk past him, speaking incoherently that he couldn’t follow. He felt bad for her, and she would probably be having a hangover in the morning. He sighed and shook his head to her. He then reached his hand toward the handle, hoping to get inside his apartment and get a good night’s rest.

Not a moment he touched the door handle he heard a thump sound on his left. He turned to the noise and sure enough found the girl has collapsed to the ground.

“Miss! Are you alright!?” he gasped and he quickly went to her side. He placed a hand onto her shoulder and he felt her body was like ice. He turned her over to get a better look and discovered she was out like a light and was breathing very slowly. He looked around, seeing if anyone was out and about or if anyone knew her, but he found the streets were devoid of any life, only the sound of taxis in the distance.

He looked back at her and a thought came into his head. It was a crazy idea but he knew it was the right thing to do.

Being careful with her as possible, he wrapped his hands underneath her body and slowly lifted her up.

She chilled to the bone. How long has she been wandering out here? He thought, standing up and adjusting until he had a good hold of her.

Her arms and legs dangled while her head rest against his body. He went to open the door, adjusting himself as he carried her body inside. The front entrance had a few chairs and a front desk were a fast asleep receptionist known as Franky was holding onto a wine bottle. He chuckled a little, seeing the man was out of it from partying.

“Happy New Year Franky,” he said with a bit of a chuckle in his voice, before heading past the front desk.

He walked toward the elevator at the end of the hall. He pressed the button and sure enough the elevator doors opened and he went inside. He pressed his floor and the doors closed, carrying him and the unconscious girl up. He took a quick look at her and brushed some of the snow that was stuck to her hair. About a minute passed, and after listening to boring elevator music, his floor came up and he quickly went down the hall to his room which was three doors on the right. Fiddling with his keys he quickly opened the door to his apartment and headed inside.

Then proceed to hear the sound of paws scratching on tile and a big dog coming up to greet him.

“Hey Magnus! Miss me boy!” Jack said enthusiastically as he moved deeper into the apartment. Magnus was a German Shepard, he was a large breed that came up to his waist and he was the most friendliest dog around. He was so big that if he stood on his back legs he would be about his height. He was also lucky enough that this apartment complex allowed pets.

“Easy Magnus, easy,” Jack said a little playfully, but the big dog was mostly curious. Magnus sniffed at the girls hands and feet as he walked by and gave a little lick at her fingers.

Jack moved to the open couch, which was situated near a electric fireplace, and he carefully placed her onto the couch. Removing his beanie and heavy coat he placed a hand on her arm. He still felt her body cold and he noticed that her clothes looked very stiff. Thinking quickly he turned the fireplace on and looked around for some large blankets he could use.

He turned to the wooden coffee table in the middle of the room which had a small latch on it. Opening it up revealed at least half a dozen large blankets inside. As he sorted through the pile to get the biggest blankets he took a small gander of his one bedroom apartment.

He had a kitchen where had the basics of operating and cooking his meals and it was connected straight to the living room. The living room had a single couch and chair with a electrical fire place and a flat screen TV, along with the wooden coffee table that he was currently rummaging through. A single hallway on his left lead to the bathroom and single bedroom.

It wasn't a grand apartment, but it was at least affordable and cheap.

Finding the appropriate blankets he placed them next to the couch and took a look at her. Some of the snow has already melted away but her clothes remained rigid. He couldn’t just leave her in her wet clothes, she would get hypothermia. He felt a little apprehension of the thought of what he had to do, but if he was to keep her warm then he would have no choice.

He just hoped that when she wakes that she won’t be angry with him.

He moved down to her feet, scooting Magnus to the side when he got too close. Jack began to unlace the high boots. Once removed he proceeded with the old socks, which had a purple and blue pattern on them. The socks were wet when he grabbed them and once removed he got a reaction when she shuddered from the exposure but she still remained unconscious.

Setting the wet socks to the side he placed a small blanket over her feet just so that she wouldn’t be freezing. He then worked on the skirt, which still baffled him as to why she would wear it in this weather. He unbuckled the small belt around her waist and undid the buttons that held it together. He then removed the article of clothing and he saw that she wore some pink underwear. He blushed a little and averted his eyes as he pulled the blanket from her feet and placed it over her waist.

He really hoped that she won’t be mad at him.

Now for the tricky part. He thought as his eyes diverted to the last article of clothing. Her jacket looked quite rigid and wet, and the process of getting it removed would be more precarious because he would be exposed to her. He decided to get it over with and placed her hands onto her shoulders. He tenderly lifted her up, making sure that she was in a sitting position, her head began to bobble for a moment when she sat upright. Once situated he worked on unbuttoning the blue buttons and having the jacket open up. When he pulled the jacket open he heard it creak and crinkle from the movement.

He presumed she had been outside for hours if not longer to allow her clothes to become this stiff.

He opened it up further, the jacket protesting from the pull. After some work he pulled it apart in the center, exposing a blue tank top and causing a bit of relief to wash over him.

His cheeks would have burned red if she was not wearing anything underneath but a bra.

He pulled the jacket off her arms, keeping her balance as best as he could. He allowed her head to fall forward a bit and rest on his left shoulder while he pulled the rest of the jacket off her back. He could feel her body shudder considerably, and she leaned in further into him once he removed the jacket, looking for any source of warmth.

Poor thing.

He gently grabbed the back of her head and lowered her down until she was resting on the arm rest. Grabbing a second blanket, this one being much thicker, he placed it over her her entire body, giving an extra layer of warmth. He stood up and looked at the women before him.

He had a stranger in his apartment.

It was not just a stranger but a girl no less. She was covered in the blankets and her body still shook, but less so than before. He thought back to when she was outside and wondered if he had went on his merry way then she would remain there. Would anyone else take notice of her, would anyone be willing to help her or take her into their home? He dreaded the thought of waking up an heading outside just to find a body frozen on the ground. He shook his head from the mental image and gathered up her clothes, making a note to himself to clean any wet spots if there were any.

He headed into the bathroom, setting the wet clothes over the railing to dry and the high shoes to the side of the tub. Once done he quickly went into his bedroom and changed out of his own clothes and put on a large loose shirt and a pair of silk pajama bottoms.

C'mon even silk is damn soft to wear in at night.

Once done he entered back into the bathroom and grabbed a toothbrush and paste. He then looked himself in the mirror as he cleaned his teeth.

He was tall at around six feet in height with brown hair and blue eyes. He had a lean to average build and kept himself fairly active in keeping himself healthy. It was required when searching for the perfect role in a musical role and looking the part. Hugh Jackman was a perfect example for being a healthy individual and being many Broadway plays, and a badass hero of his favorite marvel series.

If that guy is able to what he does then why couldn’t he?

After cleaning his teeth and after throwing some water in his face to get the warmth back in his cheeks, he headed back into the living room to see if his ‘guest’ was okay. He wince slightly as his bare feet walked on the cold surface of the tile floor before stepping onto the rug and standing next to her side.

She had stirred by curling up on her side, facing the electrical fireplace. There was a nice warmth in the air and the girl had relaxed a little. She was breathing easier though she would shiver occasionally. He took notice the blanket had fallen slightly and he quickly went down to adjust it. He arranged the blanket back over her shoulders and gently tucked it underneath her body, being careful not to bump into any unmentionables.

Which they were kind of hard to ignore.

Once finished he took a look at her face, her head resting comfortably on the arm rest of the couch. She still looked cold but fine for the most part. She had a nice round face with her bangs covering nicely over her forehead. Over her eyes she looked like she had eyeliner but it looked smeared, either the snow or... crying? He didn’t know if that was the case and it wasn't out of the realm of possibility. He didn’t know what was going on through her head when she was out there, and it would be rude to pry into her personal life.

Besides, she was only staying for the night.

He was distracted from his thoughts when Magnus sniffed her face and then looked at him with a curious expression.

“Don’t worry boy. She’s just a guest. She’s okay” he explained. The German Shepherd merely tilted his head, earning him a slight chuckle and a pat on the head. His tail wagged from the affection. Jack nodded and turned down the fire place to give off warm air throughout the night. He then turned to head to the bedroom, ready for a good night's rest. He stopped however, when he heard Magnus sniffing at her face once more.

“C'mon Magnus, leave her be,” he said, going to his side and trying to shoo him away. He did as he was told but not until something fell off her neck.

It was the red ruby necklace.

He was about to berate Magnus for it but noticed that the thread on the back of the necklace was very old and worn out. He grabbed the piece of jewelry and looked at it with much scrutiny. The ruby was smooth on its surface, and looked very expensive. When he flipped it over he did notice, a tiny crack in it’s center. He was no gem expert but if something like this had a crack or showed any wear then it would be very old.

It was a guess but the gem could also be something that was bought at some cheap shop.

“Why?” she spoke softly, startling him. He looked at her and saw that she was stirring in her sleep. She slowly cracked open an eye and his eyes met hers. She bore raspberry eyes and they almost glistened in the light of the room. Those eyes were very captivating.

Beautiful. he thought.

Was that to strong of a word, or did it fit with her?

Either way they fascinated him and she had a look of curiosity when she stared back. For a brief moment nothing was spoken, only the silence of the room and the humming of the electrical fire. Then, as if a spell was removed, she closed her eyes and was out of it.

He blinked and he didn’t realize that he held his breath. He shuddered for a moment and shook his head.

What was that about? He thought, trying to wrap his head about who this girl was and the gem in his hand. Not wanting to delve on it any longer, he settled the gem onto the coffee table where she would see it when she wakes up and he stood up and stretched.

“C’mon Magnus. Bedtime,” he gestured towards his room, his faithful companion already a step ahead of him. He headed toward his room in a quick pace, his bare feet touching the cold surface of the tile floor, before entering into his warm carpet covered room. He closed the door and he looked at the room around him.

His bedroom was a simple one. A few posters of past shows and movies, a large desk with a computer, and a small closet on the right side of the room. While the other side had his single king size bed. Along with a single glass window that has some drapes hanging above. The final piece was a small safe that was in the corner of the room, for emergencies of course.

It was simple and it was to his liking.

Magnus gave a yawn and stretched in front of the bed, curling up and going to sleep. Jack patted his head, and wished him goodnight.

He couldn’t have asked for a better guard dog.

He moved to the right side of the bed, getting into the covers and snuggling up in his blankets. He had three layers of blankets on the bed and knowing how cold it got in New York, he was going to need them. He rested his head on the pillow and looked at his alarm clock that was next to his bed.

It read 2:30.

It was really late. He yawned heavily and shut his eyes, hoping that he would wake up in the morning to explain everything to the girl. He then lifted his head and gave a small smile.

“Happy New Year,” he said, before drifting off into a comfortable sleep.

***

The sounds of honking was heard past his window.

Jack cracked open an eye and groaned, seeing the sliver of light pour through the drapes and he grimaced at the sight. He eyed the alarm clock and it read 11:30 in the morning. He closed his eyes, trying to get the extra sleep and ignoring the outside world. He felt one of his blankets had been pushed to the side, liking being to hot from the night before. He thought about investing in a bigger bed so it would disperse the heat. Maybe when he can afford a bigger apartment he will decided to get one.

He then heard the soft paws on the carpet and he felt Magnus nose his right hand. He needed to go out and get his exercise and do his business. Through closed eyes Jack exposed his right hand and shoulder outward from the warmth of the blankets and patted him on the nose.

“I know buddy. Just five more minutes.” he said softly. Magnus nose nudged into his hand and he turned in his sleeping position. He soon found himself resting on his left side, his right arm above the blankets touching the softness of the warm fabric. It was unnaturally warm, possibly from him tossing in his sleep. He sighed with much content and tried to get back to sleep.

It didn’t last long when Magnus gave a loud bark, nearly making him want to jump.

“I’ll be up soon,” he muttered. He narrowed his closed eyes and curled inward, pulling the blankets closer to him. His right hand squeezed the blanket instinctively, feeling it form in his hand, and trying his best to get soaked back into the bed. Just to gain a few precious minutes of slumber before going about his day.

That moment was interrupted when he heard a soft giggle in front of him.

“Good morning,” a feminine voice spoke.

“Morning,” he replied, proceeding to curl himself into the bed.

Wait, a realization dawned on him, blankets don’t giggle.

He cracked open one eye, seeing a fuzzy blue image in front of him that resembled hair. He blinked to cleared his vision and he looked again at what, or in this case who, was in front of him.

He blinked in surprise. It was the girl from last night. She was staring at him with those captivating raspberry eyes.

His eyes widened slightly, several thoughts going through his mind in order.

Why is the girl in my room? Why didn’t Magnus warn me she was here? His eyes traced down to his right hand, seeing it placed over the blankets on top of her chest.

Why is my hand there?

He blinked, his eyes darted to her face. Passing by the blankets he took notice of her bare skin. She wasn't wearing her tank top from last night and he didn’t see any bra strap on her shoulders. His eyes broadened and he looked back to the mound that was her chest. He observed his hand and the mound that said hand was currently residing on. A shade of red grew on his face.

The girl closed her raspberry eyes and giggled once more.

“That tickles you know,” she said nonchalantly.

WHY IS MY HAND THERE!

Jack’s mind then went on full alert. In the span of a few seconds his body jolted upward, gave a sharp cry of surprise, and pushed himself back.

Which lead to him falling off the side of the bed.

He slammed onto the ground, his blankets on the bed tossed haphazardly to the side and nearly covering him. He groaned and placed a hand on the back of his head. Magnus went to him and began licking his cheek. Ever loyal he was. He placed a hand on Magnus, and tried to get his bearings. Yet, a single thought kept repeating in his head and made his cheeks and ears burn in embarrassment.

I touched her breast.

He shook his head from the perverted action and he looked up to her. However, he quickly covered his eyes moments later. The girl was lying on her front near the edge of the bed, with her arms across her chest. With the way she was lying down on his bed it made the whole situation very sensual.

Considering with that much cleavage exposure.

“Pretend you didn’t see, pretend you didn’t see.” he repeated to himself as he continued to cover his eyes.

The girl gave another cute giggle and he gave a quick peek to see her smile brightly at him.

“My name’s Sonata Dusk. What’s your name?”

Author's Note

Hello Everyone! Welcome to a brand new story. Please feel free to comment down below and tell me what you think. I will try to get this story out more as best to my ability so be sure to keep an eye out on this story.

I'll see you in the comments down below.

~Broman

Introductions

Jack rested in his chair, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees and resting his head on his hands. He stared across to the girl, who was sitting cross legged on the couch. She was wearing one of his large shirts that had a picture of a wolf on it, which curved over her body, and the neckline slightly lopsided. She also wore one of his sweatpants which seemed to fit her quite nicely. She had a happy go lucky smile, and she would occasionally look around the room or would pet Magnus affectionately. Magnus seemed to take a liking to her, happy to get affection, but Jack was less than confident.

The girl had somehow woke up in the middle of the night, came into his room, and slept right next to him. Naked, exposed, and underneath the sheets.

That would make for an interesting show.

He ignored his last thought his face already burning in embarrassment. He looked back at the girl and taking notice of her hair. Seeing it in the light they were indeed a blue color. If he wanted go fancy he would say that she had arctic and Persian blue hair. He had the assumption they were dyed but they look so natural on her. A moment after she finished patting Magnus she turned to face him and his eyes widened slightly. He lowered his arms and made sure he sat straight up.

I got to break the ice here. He decided, clearing his throat to break the silence.

And the first step to start off a conversation would be to apologize.

“Uh, I just want to apologize for earlier when I accidentally,”

“Touching my chest?” she interjected, “It’s okay since you were curious,” She smiled at him. Jack raised his hands and shook them vigorously.

“No, no I was not curious at all, it was just a honest mistake, I had no idea you were in my bed,” he paused before narrowing his eyes at her, “why were you in my bed in the first place?”

“It was cold in the living room. By the way my chest is a D size, in case you were wondering.” She replied, almost ignoring his question.

“I don’t need to hear that!” he closed his ears and tried to imagine an innocent TV show running in his head. It wasn't quite working as her words lingered on in his head.

“I know it’s embarrassing, I kept thinking I would need a bigger size bra to hold my girls up, but I can never find a bra I liked.” she explained.

“Why is our conversation turning to bra sizes?” He looked at her in confusion and a hint of irritation.

“Because you asked?” she replied with that innocent smile.

“I never asked I just came to apologize, that’s it!” he raised his voice slightly, exasperated by the girl not getting his point. She looked at him for a moment before she opened her mouth and he thought she was getting the idea now.

“Oh now I get it, then apology accepted.”

She speaks it so innocently, he thought, uncertain if what he said was getting through to her.

“Although,” she said in a curious tone, tracing a finger to her chin, “Most guys I met never passed first base.”

Now that is cause for alarm! He thought, her choice of words becoming disconcerting to him.

“Wait what... hold on!? What other guys!?” he asked, a hint of concern was in his voice. He didn't want to imagine it but some big boyfriend came into his imagination, accusing him for bringing her into his apartment, then started to pummel his ass. His uncertain question was answered when she leaned her head forward to him and offered a sympathetic smile.

“Don’t worry, there are no other guys. Not that I know of anyway.”

He narrowed his eyes and blinked at her over her casual comment.

“That’s very reassuring.” he replied, though in a deadpan matter. She then tilted her head a little and a small smirk grew on her face. The kind of smirk that lead to very mischievous deeds.

“Your a virgin aren't’ you?” she asked in a humorous tone. Jack’s composed face instantly blushed from her remark.

“Why would you say that!?” he replied in a flustered manner, looking off to a different part of the room and wondering why that came out of the blue.

“Because of the way how innocently you act around me, makes me believe that you are.” she said observantly. He looked to the ground, his cheeks burning from the embers of truth.

She was one hundred and ten percent right. He was indeed, in every sense of the word, a virgin. He hadn’t even went to prom or gave a girl a proper kiss. The only exception would be kissing his mother on the cheek.

It’s still manly to kiss your mother on the cheek.

When he didn’t reply right away Sonata Dusk gave a giddy smile.

“It’s true, you’re a virgin!” she said and was giggling to herself. He sighed and rolled his eyes at her childlike demeanor.

“Yes laugh it up, I’m a virgin. You don't have to be spreading that around,” he admitted, the blush remaining on his cheeks. She stopped in her mirth and looked at him with that smile of hers. He gave a scrutinize look and found he couldn’t be mad at her or over her innocent smile. Why was it that her smile made her all the more cute.

“If you want to know. I’m also a virgin too.” she said in a minor sing song voice

Cute moments gone.

“I didn't need to hear that. Why’d you tell me that!” he raised his hands to his ears in an attempt banish said thoughts from his mind.

“Well since you admit to being a virgin it’s only reasonable in my position to say,”

“But that is a very personal matter Sonata!" he interjected, his face burning another shade of red, "and that kind of thing should not be revealed to anyone!” he interjected, to which she traced a finger to her chin and tapped it a few times.

“But I was trying to explain that you're not alone,” she paused. An idea seemingly popped in her head and she bounced up and down on the couch in a whimsical way.

“We can be virgin buddies!” she squealed in delight.

Okay this conversation is going WAY off track. He thought and he raised his hand up to her to get her attention.

“Sonata, is it? I just have a question for you. If you don’t mind me asking.” Jack said, trying to reign the conversation back on course.

“I don’t mind being asked out at all." She replied, not missing a step.

Not what I was going for but I’m going to roll with it. He thought, clearing his throat before continuing on.

“Do you remember anything from last night? Anything that you did that had you stay out in the cold?” he asked, his questions sincere. She looked up to the ceiling, humming to herself in deep thought.

“Well I do remember going on a walk around town for quite awhile. My mind became kinda fuzzy during that time. I don’t quite remember how I got to your apartment, but I do recall the pretty fireworks in the sky.”

Okay, loss of memory check. He thought, inclining his head to her.

“Were you out drinking or partying with friends?” he asked the next question.

“Well I was not out partying per say, no drinking mind you. But I did enjoy the pretty light show when the new year ball came down. Oh I wish to hear those fireworks again.” she closed her eyes and hummed in a carefree way.

Doesn’t know if she was drunk or on any drugs. Check. He concluded once more in his head. The next question would hit to home and would definitely get some kind of answer.

“Okay, would you happen to have a phone to get in contact with? Any friends or family?”

“No I don’t have a phone.” she replied in quick fashion, “but I do got a family. I just don’t see them that’s all.”

Rebel girl running from home… check? He thought, questioning his last thought and giving her a peculiar look.

“What makes you say that? Aren’t your brothers or,”

“Sisters. Two of them in fact who are older than me,” she interjected.

Sisters? That's even worse. He dreaded the thought. Knowing full well that if he crossed any women they can be very scary individuals. Particularly if they are older siblings. Like a bully gets bullied when picking on a younger sibling and the older siblings would come out and give chase.

He would know from experience since being the eldest in his family.

“Alright what about your parents? Do they know about you being out here?” he asked. However, the smile that she had faded a little when he mentioned parents.

“No, I don’t know my mother,” she replied and had a sad expression on her face. “In fact I never knew her, even after I was born.” she said, a down expression loomed over her face. In his mind he softly berated himself for being insensitive.

Idiot you went for the parents and end up a Bruce Wayne child. He chastises himself for the stupid comment. Hoping to recover the conversation, he cleared his throat which grabbed her attention.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry. I didn’t know about your parents,” he tried to apologize but she raised her hand to him.

“No it’s okay. You didn’t know,” she replied, and her expression softened, “I do have a father. He lives far away from here and he promised he would bring us back home some day.” she explained and Jack just tilted his head slightly.

Overseas father who will one day get back to get his kids. Like John Denver or even Mark Hamill’s father, He thought. He had a few friends who served oversees during the Afghan war and they would eventually return home after their tour of duty. Some kids would grow up not knowing who their father was because they would be gone for so long. Other times they would never come home and that would be the real tragedy.

Jack noticed, despite his earlier assumptions, that Sonata appeared to relax when she talked about her father. She seemed okay to reveal a bit of herself, but he didn’t want to say anything that would offend her or make her silent. Though he was curious about what her father may be like.

“Can you tell me anything about him?” he asked, trying to ease her in the conversation. She perked up slightly at this and she gave a small smile.

“Well he is tall when I grew up and he had a gray coat and a big white beard that I liked to play with when I was young. It was so big that whenever I played with it would tickle me something awful.” she explained.

So like Gandalf but a father figure, okay. He mused, a small smirk grew on his face over the comparison.

“He has blue eyes that shined brightly. He also tends to wear his blue cape and hat that have little bells on the end” she paused and looked to the side in deep thought. “I still remember how he looked at me with such kindness. Seeing them just makes me feel at ease and calms me whenever I sleep at night.

A little cosplay I presume but possibly an entertainer. He thought, still listening to her as she continued to smile at the thought of father.

This father of hers seemed like a pretty cool dude just from her description alone.

“My daddy is really strong and powerful as well." she added, "He is over a hundreds of years old, has battled monsters and creatures of different sizes and he tutored the Princesses of the Sun and Moon and he is not only amazing he helped create so many spells that nopony has even seen.” she explained ecstatically.

Okay. Reality check coming in, His rational side of his brain came in.

Ah, but it was getting good, Jack replied, wanting to hear more of what she had to say.

No, this goes far away from being in the right mind. His brain explained back, knowing that this was getting a little out of hand. He cleared his throat which caught her attention.

“Okay. I see that your dad is very important and he’s out of state” he stated, trying to focus on the main topic at hand, “and you said you have sisters. Do you have a cell phone you can contact or have friends around here that know you?” he asked, wanting to get straight to the point.

“I don’t have a cell phone. Don’t you remember silly?” she said plainly but bearing a funny smile.

“Of course,” he inwardly groaned at repeating the question.

“Also I don’t want to talk about them." she replied. He looked at her and took notice that her smile had vanished. "We had an argument many weeks back and I left on my own because of it and I've been on the road since.” She explained and appeared to shy away from him, “Your not going to send me back to them, are you?” she said, her eyes narrowing and she looked defensive from the subject.

Jack blinked in surprise. He was not expecting to hear family troubles intermixed here. He raised his hands to her in assurance.

“It’s alright, I’m not going to force you to call them nor do I have any intention to.”

Though is would appear your are in more trouble as it is by running away, he thought. Sonata eased a little from that and she settled both her hands on top of her sweat pants.

“Okay. Just both of them have been quite irritable of late, saying things that I did not particularly liked or agreed. Saying that daddy wasn't going to bring us home nor ever come get us,” she then looked down, appearing hurt by speaking about this. Jack’s expression softened and pity for her grew within him.

It would seem her connection with her father was quite strong.

“I just needed to get away from them, "She continued, "They have been bossy and pushy lately that I just couldn’t stand it any longer. So…” her eyes averted his gaze, “You think you can help me? Can I stay here for awhile?” she said, rubbing her fingers together and appearing all the more nervous.

“Whoa hold on now. I barely met you and your expecting to stay here?” he said and she looked at him with pleading eyes.

“Please. I’m sure we can work something out. I can help, I’m good at being helpful.” she explained, beseeching him to come up with an answer.

“Well I…” he was at a lost for words. He felt an overwhelming sense of guilt and worry build within him and she was reaching out for an answer.

He rubbed the back of his head, knowing a decision was needed to be made. She's still a stranger and he has little to no affiliation with her other then letting her stay from the previous night. She also had trouble with siblings which would lead to other complications if he got involved in things that didn't concern him. However, from what she explained, including her family problems, she needed a place to stay. She looked lost, unsure of herself, and needed a roof over her head. Considering she nearly froze to death last night. If he didn't intervene than surly she wouldn't be here now. Also, he had to admit, she’s wasn't quite bad looking either.

Hey, don’t get distracted, his rational brain said.

I can’t help it, she’s not bad looking if not hot. Jack explained back to his brain

Don’t tell her that, otherwise she would take it the wrong way and we end up being a pervert in her eyes.

You didn’t say anything when I accidentally groped her this morning. He retorted.

Touché. Just don’t do or say anything that would make her feel uncomfortable. His brain chided

I won’t do anything like that, he internally sighed, Look, I’m only doing this because she needs help. Being a good Samaritan and helping someone in need is a good thing.

You know chivalry's dead, Jack.

Well it’s not in my eyes.

After the vigorous debate in his brain he reluctantly gave a heavy sigh and looked to her with much compassion. A part of him thought it was a pretty dumb idea, but if he can do anything to help then it would be alright with him.

“Alright Sonata, you can stay.” he explained. She perked up and she squealed in delight. She bounded out of her seat, went over to him and wrapped her arms around him in the span of a few seconds. She continued to squee in pure elation and Jack blinked in surprise and had his arms up and not hugging back.

Quite frankly he was taken aback with her behavior at this point.

“Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!” she called out, still holding on to him.

“Alright, I get it I get! He replied, hoping she would get the message that he was not hugging back, but she still held onto him anyway.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be sure to follow all of your rules and listen to whatever you have to say.” she explained. He was about to reply when he heard a familiar whine from Magnus and a scratch on the door.

His mind had totally blanked on his pet.

“For starters, can you get off so I can change? I got take my dog out for a walk.” he replied. Sonata gasped and instantly lets go of him, a hand raised to her mouth in surprise.

“Oh I’m sorry. I didn't know that Magnus had to go out,”

Jack blinked in surprise at her.

“How did you know his name?” he asked, a brow raised to her. She looked at him with her lips sealed and she looked at Magnus who was near the door.

“Well… ah…. I may or may not have overheard you say his name when I was waking from bed.” she explained, a hand raised to the back of her head and she rubbed it in a casual manner.

“Okay,” he said in a slow, questioning, manner. Jack picked himself off the coach and headed to his bedroom. Wanting to change quickly so that he can get Magnus out before he had a accident in the room.

Magnus had his own fair shares of accidents when he was a puppy.

“Oh by the way,” Sonata asked, looking over the coach, appearing to look like Mr. Wilson from Home Improvement, “I never got your name.”

He blinked at her, and never once did he mention his name to her.

“The name's Jack Alex Jensen.” he replied, giving her a smile.

She smiled back and gave a small giggle.

“Nice to meet you Jackie,” she replied.

Well that’s off to a great start. He thought. He went towards his bedroom and quickly changed out of his clothes and gathered his winter clothes so that he can take Magnus outside. As he changed a lingering thought remained on his mind.

She’s only staying for a few days. It shouldn’t be that bad. Right?

Author's Note

Hope you guys enjoying the next chapter and this early. Please leave a comment if you are liking this and I talk to you all later.

Job Hire

Jack was sitting on a chair in the kitchen. It was early in the morning and he was looking at a number of papers, sifting through them on the counter. They were all mostly written notes and bills from last month finances. He was well off to handle himself but with Sonata staying here things had changed rather drastically.

Five days passed since Jack let Sonata Dusk to stay in his home and he had to spend nearly three hundred bucks for her living expenses. Her own clothes were the only things that she brought and they were in tatters. In fact, he had to buy her a small set of clothes, toothbrush and paste so that she can have the decency of having her own things.

She had a field day when it came to shopping and he was thankful enough to have only buy a few pairs of clothes. Though he did had to spend a few hours at the shopping mall while she went over dozens of clothes.

He always questioned it but never figured why women do that.

He also allowed her to use the same large shirt and sweatpants to sleep in. He didn’t mind that really he had a few other spares for himself that he can use. He also had to spend a extra hundred dollars for food and he bought enough to last for at least a month and half before needing to buy anymore.

The reason being for this spending spree is that what he presumed to be a few days turned out to be longer since no one had been searching for or even heard of Sonata. For the first couple of days he asked neighbors and people on streets if they knew any girl or party goer that hanged around during new years. Sadly they all had the same answer and no one knew about the girl nor did she have any friends to go to. Because of this, he had no choice but to buy for the long haul.

It was a necessary sacrifice, but she was very grateful for his generosity.

It was strange yet he felt like this was similar to how roommates worked out. When going to college he never had roommates and was able to handle himself pretty well. With Sonata staying here it felt a completely different experience. Especially since she was a girl and a few rules had to be in place.

Namely when it came to sleeping arrangements, Sonata seemed to break that rule over eighty percent of the time.

Well, more like ninety percent of the time.

She explained to him she was fine sleeping on the coach, but for the past three nights he had woken up every morning to find her sleeping in his bed. Just yesterday when he woke up in the middle of the night to use the restroom he returned to find her sleeping in his bed.

Like a annoying cat that dosne't get the message no matter how many times you try and scare it off.

He didn’t know why she did this, but every time she did this she explained that it was just too cold out in the living room and needed someplace warm. He was lucky enough he didn’t have another groping accident when she was in his bed. Otherwise he would be in another fit of teasing from her and with much embarrassment on his part. He had to make a mental note to give her an extra blanket for her the next night.

Along with a padlock for the door in case she does go into a nightly escapade in his bed.

Come to think of it that sounded a lot naughtier in his head.

Despite that little incident, she has been very kind and helpful just like she promised. She helped out in the kitchen and cleaned up after herself and made sure the living room was clean. She helps fold the clothes and clean the floor when there was a mess. She practically did everything she was told to do.

Like Consuela but with a happy go lucky personality.

He also found out during, one little luncheon last Saturday, that she has a very crippling addiction to tacos. She was in love with them, having at least eaten a half dozen tacos at once while he had three. She liked eating them nice and warm, the taco shells having a nice crunch to it while piled high in grounded beef, tomatoes, lettuce, shredded cheese and some hot sauce. She sighed heavily after each bite and Jack couldn’t help but share a laugh after she was done.

He had to be watchful the next time he buys more ingredients for tacos, otherwise he wouldn't get any.

After pouring through the papers, and caring notes he had came to a conclusion with the new living arrangements. He lifted his head and cleared his throat.

“Sonata, can you come here?” he asked, and she popped her head from behind the couch, wearing her sweatpants and shirt. She happily went over, pulling up a chair in front of him.

“Sure, is there anything you need?” she asked, her bubbly demeanor was so infectious that he couldn’t help but smile. He placed the paper on the table and turned it around so that she would see it. She grabbed the paper while he gripped a glass of milk that was next to him.

“Since your going to live with me, there is going to be something important you will need to have during your stay.” he said. Sonata looked over the paper, seeing the different numbers and transcripts. She eyed the papers with a weary expression. She probably got the vain idea of where he was leading at and he took a quick drink of the milk in his hand and waited for her reply.

“I’m going to have to sell my body, am I?” she asked honestly.

The answer was so unexpected that he snorted and spat milk gloriously onto the table.

“What!?” Jack said out loud, slapping his chest to stop coughing while grabbing a small paper towel to clean up the milk. He swore he had milk up his nose while wiping the table clean. Magnus came over to try and clean some milk off the ground but Jack quickly shooed him away while cleaning the spill. Sonata raised a hand to her mouth and giggles in delight while he gave a rather annoyed look.

“I’m sorry. I was only teasing you but your reaction was just priceless.” she said, her mirth had subsided when he finished cleaning up the mess. Regaining his composure, he gave a hesitant smile before pointing back down to the paper.

“Sonata. Did you look over that paper I just gave you?” he asked, wiping a paper towel under his nose and clearing whatever debris of milk remained.

“Yes, I read it, just a bunch of numbers is all,” she replied. Jack narrowed his eyes a little and looked back down at the paperwork.

“Well these 'numbers' are your expenses that I paid within the past few days.” he reiterated, tapping a finger onto the parchments. Sonata looked down once more and it seemed to dawn on her the moment he mentioned her living conditions.

“Oh I see. I’m very grateful for you doing that for me.” she replied, giving off an innocent smile. Whenever he saw her innocent smile it was just hard to tell her the problem at hand.

“Which is the problem, Sonata.” he said. Taking a breath he interlaced his fingers and cleared his throat before speaking once again, “I realize this might be hard to hear, but I will need you to get a job.” he explained. In the deep recesses of his mind he felt a little guilty for saying it to her. In a way it felt like giving a candy to a kid, only for the kid to pay it off by working and earning their keep.

“”Is that all? Well that should be easy enough.” she explained, tracing a finger to her chin in thought, “I think I know a few spots which are hiring, so I can go and check them out.” Jack blinked in mild surprise, a hidden smile was present on his face.

At least she understand the crux of the matter. He thought, before Sonata gave a quick stretch in her seat.

“It shouldn’t be too difficult to find a job. I had multiple jobs in the past so it should be alright.” she explained.

“Well that’s the thing, Sonata, you're going to need one before the landowner comes on by.” he explained, which Sonata mid stretch looked him curiously.

“What do you mean?” she asked, tilting her head to the side. Jack had to stifle a laugh because she resembled how Magnus would tilt his head in a curious nature.

“What I mean is that I can only have one guest up to a week before I have to get them signed up to a lease with me. Since you don’t have any where else to go, you will need to sign if you want to stay here any further. Also, since you will be staying, you will need to have money to pay off rent alongside me.” he explained.

"Oh okay,” Sonata said, a little pensive after hearing the outcome. “I do hope whatever job is available that I can help with the best of my ability.” He knew it was a difficult proposition but it needed to be done. After a almost a minute of silence she nodded her head and gave a small smile, “Alright, you think there might be a job opening that will be suitable for me?” she asked, a little chipper from her early pondering.

Jack brought a finger to his lip biting the end of his finger nail. Bad habit but it helps him think. A small number of jobs could easily fit her style of work ethic and from what does around the apartment and cleaning and helping and taking orders…

An idea popped in his head, and he grinned from ear to ear.

“Sonata… I have thought of the perfect place for you. Grab one of my coats, you and I are going on a walk.” he explained. Magnus then perked up next to him and panted happily. He chuckled and gave Magnus a rub on the head.

“Don’t worry boy, you can come along to.”

***

Jack walked down the street with Sonata in tow, Magnus walking happily on the sidewalk while tied to the leash. He scanned an eye on Sonata who was wearing one of his larger jackets and wearing on one of her previously purchased blue jeans. She had her hood up covering her hair and face and she shivered slightly from the cold.

“How much further? We’ve been walking for twenty five minutes now.” she asked, her hands in her pockets and her teeth chattering a little.

“Not much further, it just the next block.” he explained. They had been heading north from his apartment and towards the Williamsburg bridge were it would cross to island of Manhattan. They had just crossed the next street when they arrived at a small corner diner on Washington Avenue. The establishment was big and had red neon lights that read June’s Diner on top. It had a white coat of paint on the outside along with some blue for the roof.

This place sure did bring back good memories.

He opened the door first and offered Sonata to walk in. She smiled and hurriedly went in the establishment. Jack followed with Magnus close to his side and closing the door behind him. He took a gander inside to see a couple of patrons at the counter, drinking their morning coffee, but his gaze would fall upon the inside design of the Diner itself.

The diner was very classy with its red booths that you would usually see in movies. The white tile floor matched the red with a long carpet that stretched for about twenty five feet. The counter tops were clean with napkin dispenser to each bar stool, along with salt and pepper shakers for some needy customers. The walls of the diner had a number of old pictures and paintings from various eras. There was a picture of Babe Ruth in his uniform, hitting a home run. There was Mohammed Ali who had battled with one of his opponents for dominance on the stage. Johnny Cash, Jimmie Davis, and other classic singers lined the wall.

The owner had great tastes in music.

Near the end of the diner it expanded a bit with multiple tables and a few modern T.V.’s lined the counters of the diner, several sports and new television were playing the morning programs and a few rerun’s of some games were being played. The final piece to this fun Diner was a karaoke stage with a music box on the side.

All in all it was fine establishment.

“This place is amazing.” Sonata marveled, looking about the Diner in fascination, removing her hoodie and letting her hair flow.

“Yeah, this place does have its perks. Though when you meet the owner she can be quite a handful. If not a little bit sassy.” he said rather aloud.

“Sassy?! I’m the queen of Sassy!” a boisterous voice boomed back behind the kitchen counter. Sonata had jumped from the sudden noise but Jack remained perfectly calm. He turned to give a big smile to the women behind the counter.

“Is that you Jack? I haven’t seen you in so long.” the women asked in a chipper voice. He could see her bright smile and rosy cheeks beam out happiness.

“Yeah it’s me, Mama June.” he replied, sharing her smile. The owner chuckled and waved her hand to him.

“Take a seat Jack, I’ll be right with you.” she said, slapping the kitchen counter and disappearing. He turned to Sonata and noticed that she had remained still, her eyes like pin pricks and staring at the back of house, a term that means behind the kitchen. He chuckled and grabbed Sonata by the arm and guided her to a seat in one of the booths. He felt Magnus go underneath the counter and resting flat on his belly, giving a small yawn in the process. After a moment for Sonata to get her bearings she turned to Jack with a hesitant look.

“Jack who was that black lady?” she asked, still a little shaken.

“That Sonata is Mama June, the sweetest and kindest women you will ever meet and the owner of this diner,” he gave a turn and saw her coming out the door and heading to them, “and here she is now,” he said opening up his arms to greet her, to which Sonata turned to blink in surprise at the women coming towards them.

“She’s big.”

Big is bit of an understatement. Jack thought.

Mama June was tall at around five and a half feet. She had short black hair with soft hazel eyes and rosy cheeks that complimented her. She was wearing black work pants with shoes and wearing a bright red shirt and blue apron that snug around her body. She was a bit heavy, not overweight or any of the sort, but her size did make her a little intimidating. However, despite that exterior she was a kind and gentle women, and had a heart of gold when it came to her friends and loved ones.

“C’mere Jackie you sweetie,” Mama June spoke, opening hers arms and enveloping Jack in a massive hug. He hugged back as best he could. However, it soon became overwhelming for him and he had lost the hug war. Sonata couldn’t help but giggle at the sight and Jack merely rolled his eyes at her. After a bone crushing hug Mama June lets go of him and examined him from head to toe.

“Where have you been Jack? I haven’t seen you since two months back.” she explained, having a concerned motherly voice.

“I was busy with my last client so I never had a chance to visit.” he tried to explain but she waved him off.

“I’m just pulling your leg, Jackie.” she replied, giving off that special smile of hers. She then turned to look at Sonata, her eyes widened and her smile never faltered.

“Now who are you little bumpkin?” she asked, giving off a cheery attitude to her. Sonata perked up if only slightly.

“My name is Sonata Dusk, miss June, or is it Mama.” she said so softly she could be a child meeting the new kids at the school yard. Mama June gave a hearty laugh, the amount of exuberant energy in her was astounding.

“Oh don’t be shy sweetie, you can call me Mama if you wish.”

“Um.. thanks.” she said hesitantly, rubbing her arm and Jack could see her uneasiness. Mama June saw this and went over to her side.

“Oh sorry dear. I know I look big and intimidating, but don’t you worry none. I’m far more like a gentle giant.” She explained, giving Sonata a pat on the shoulder. “ By the way, I love your hair. Lovely color.” She complimented.

“Thank you,” Sonata smiled this time around and began to relax in her seat.

“Just make sure you don’t get on her bad side,” Jack muttered, causing the owner to whip her head like a viper and stare him down with narrow eyes.

“You try to sass me?” she asked in a stern manner.

Jack kept his lips shut and averted his eyes, trying his best not to laugh at her quip. She then snapped her fingers and gave her classic ‘Mmhmm’ to him.

“That’s what I thought,” she then raised her head and looked at Jack with a kinder look. “So what brings you out here Jack. You out with your girlfriend or something?”

“What!? No!” He sputtered out in response, “She’s nothing like that at all. Mama June.”

“I did sleep in his bed a few times.” Sonata said so casually that Jack believed he heard a large pane glass window break outside from her dropped revelation.

“Sonata!” he spoke, but it was already to late. Mama June gave a mock scream and shook her hands like miniature fans.

“Oh I love gossip. Tell ole Mama June the details, Sonata. Juicy details,” she said in a curious if not hysterical manner. Sonata chirped up and Jack watched the gears running through her head in recalling the details.

“Well it was quite warm when I snuggled up to him the first night we met and,”

“Oh C’mon! I don’t want to hear this!” Jack said, raising his hands to his ears and began thinking up random numbers in his head. Mama June began laughing her head off, giving a few waves at him while Sonata gave off her infectious giggle.

“Oh you know I’m teasing you boy. You know how I like to tease.” she said, still having a titter while he tried to salvage the conversation.

“When you tease I can’t tell if you're pulling my leg or being serious.”

“I’m serious when I tease,” she quipped, slapping a palm on the table with a loud smack while she beamed out her happy attitude. He sighed and gave a small smirk.

Mama June, never change. He thought. Once her mirth subsided Sonata Dusk cleared her throat to grab her attention.

“Mama, do you know where the restroom is? I haven’t gone since we left this morning.” she asked.

“Oh sure,” she pointed towards the karaoke at the end of the diner, “If you go past the karaoke machine on the right you’ll see a small hallway where the restrooms are, you can’t miss it.” she explained. Sonata thanked her and headed off towards the restrooms. Mama June turned to him and her smile softened.

“She’s a nice girl, where did you get a little gem like that?” she asked. Jack gave a smile and began to recall everything up to meeting her. Mama June listened carefully, taking in every word from where Sonata was found out in the snow to having her stay in his apartment. She also gave a chuckle when he mentioned the small shopping spree for her living conditions. Once finished Mama June pursed her lips and gave a small hum in thought. Jack remained silent, waiting to hear her verdict on the whole matter.

“You did a mighty kind thing, Jack. That’s all I can say from what you told me.” she explained, sitting up straight, and her hands clasped together and letting them rest on the table. “So, from what you have told me, you wish me to give her a job here?” she asked, cutting right to the point. He nodded, and rest his hands on the table.

“Yes. Since she’s going to be staying with me, and no one else coming to claim her, might as well have her earn her keep.” he explained. Mama June nodded, and looked up to her diner, seeing a few patrons already paying and leaving for the early rush hour.

“My daddy was the same. Work hard, doing good and being honest with others will always pay off in the end. That’s what he told me.” she explained. Jack felt a bit of relief wash over him, and a possibility of her accepting Sonata for a job would be beneficial. “However,” she added, his relief halted and feeling bit of tension hanging on a tightrope in his chest. Mama June folded her arms and gave him a questioning look.

“I do have my concerns, but I do wonder if she can be able to hold her own. She appears nice, yes, but is there anything else? Will she hold up to my standards and doing what is required? She'd be bussing tables and serving orders to needy customers and I just wonder if a pretty little thing like her can handle it all,” she asked, waiting for him to respond. He paused and went silent for a moment. Indeed, he didn’t know all of her past, just the details of what she is going through. He didn’t know if she was a danger to others, had some other hidden agenda. However, another part of him saw an innocent girl who needed some help.

Though she may be a bit of a klutz and sometimes childlike, she still a girl in need of assistance.

After thinking it over, and Mama June patiently waited for his reply, he cleared his voice to speak his reasoning's.

“Oh sir, you forgot your bag”

His words never left his mouth when he and Mama turned to see Sonata holding up a small plastic bag in hand. The man in question, was an elderly gentleman with a small trimmed beard, and his wrinkled eyes opened up to see the bag in her hands.

“Oh, thank you my dear,” he said, walking over to her to receive his bag, “I would have been in a pickle if I didn’t have my medication.” he explained, grabbing the bag away from Sonata. She gave a small smile to him.

“I know. With the flu season coming it is going to be very hard for those unprepared.” she explained. The old man laughed and grinned back at her.

“That’s for certain. I want to see my grand kids this spring before they go to college and I hope to avoid any unnecessary illness.” he explained, and was ready to turn and head out.

“That’s really nice, and in these times, it’s best to stay close with your family,” she explained. The old man turned to her, and a small chuckle escaped past him.

“You quite the pistol aren’t you. You have a nice day miss.” he said, giving her a pat on the head, which caused her to giggle.

“Thank you. I hope you have a nice day and have a wonderful time being with your family.” she replied. He thanked her and walked away smiling. When the door closed behind the old man and the tiny bell above it ringing, a smug grin was on Jack’s countenance and Mama June shared a equally large grin.

“Well color me purple and call me a blueberry. I’m impressed.” she said, giving off a small laugh while Jack nodded in agreement. “With a girl like that with that kind of charm, I’m certain to get many returning customers.” she explained.

“So this means you’ll hire her?” Jack asked, feeling the deal coming closer to an conclusion.

“Jackie, for you I’ll hire her in a heartbeat and I’ll deal with all the paperwork for when she starts working,” Mama June explained. Jack felt a rush of relief by hearing those words, and knowing full well that with Sonata having a job she will no doubt be beneficial. Mama June, however, raised a finger up to him, “But I’ll do this on one condition.” Jack curled a brow and felt the indistinguishable notion of a surprise catch.

“On what, exact?” he asked, a little apprehensive on what kind of deal she wanted. Mama June took notice of his silent anxiety and her smile never wavered. She gave a hearty chuckle to him and leaned forward to give her hand to him.

“Come visit my restaurant more often sweetie. I do enjoy your company.” she asked and Jack blinked once in surprise.

He let out a small laugh and graciously shook her hand.

“I promise Mama June.” he replied.

“Why do you call her Mama? Are you two related?” Sonata Dusk asked, popping up in the middle of the handshake. Mama June blew out air and began laughing her head off while Jack placed a hand over his face to hold back his own sniggering. He was failing miserably as he gave her a honest look.

Oh Sonata. We have much work do with you.

Author's Note

Hello Everyone. Hope you enjoy this chapter and let me all know what you think.

This story will be updated every other week so please be sure to keep an eye out for further updates.

~Broman

Aged Jewels and Broken Antiques

Sonata was ecstatic when she got the job, bouncing up and down while walking alongside Jack. Jack couldn’t help but crack a smile as she gave off such exuberante glee. Magnus, who walked by their side, seemed very happy by her joyous display of happiness. Jack knew that this was beneficial for both of them. With her getting a job, he can get the landlord to lease for her stay and the two can pay rent . He would have to pay the first rent or two for the both of them until Sonata can properly afford to pay the rent, but it will be at least worth it for the time being.

Looking at his watch he saw that it read twenty till noon and his eyes opened at the time.

“Oh crap, I got to check in with Lee.” I said and Sonata, who had paused mid jubilation, turned to him with a small smile.

“Who’s lee?” she asked, a smile on her face, while she gave a little skip backwards.

“He’s a friend of mine and co-worker at his uncle’s shop. It’s not far from here.” He explained and Sonata gave a twirl.

“Oh okay,” she said cheerfully, still showing great glee and joy of getting a job. Her giddiness was just infectious and Jack couldn’t help but beam from her excitement. The two walked several more feet before she turned to him with a puzzled look.

“I didn't know you had a job,” she said, and I gave a half smile to her.

“Yeah it’s mostly a part time job, I go there often to help move things for the shop, but the money pays well so I don't mind.” He expliend and Sonata nodded to him, that curious nature that she gave off remind him of a little puppy.

“So what kind of job is it?” she asked.

“Well it’s kind of like a specialty shop with some unique items for sale. The owner sells diamonds, jewels, and gems for special rings and jewels, but also he has a bunch of fine wares that he has from his home country of China, which is all the way around the world.”

“Oh cool!” she said, making another spin on the ground, but stopped to give me a funny look. “So, it’s like a thrift store?” she asked and he couldn’t help but chuckle at her little question.

“Well no, but if he heard you call his shop a thrift store he would berate you over his significant history.” he paused, thinking about something long dormant from his mind, “ He actually knows my parents now that think about it, and they helped get his store off the ground many years ago.” he explained and he could see her eyes shimmer in the light.

“That is so sweet of them. You think we’ll be there soon?” she asked the two turning the corner and down a street of shops and stores.

“We’re more closer than you think,” he said, and saw the store just ahead of them.

The store had chinese letters in bold yellow hanged over the shop. A english translation hung beneath it, and it read, ‘Antiques and Jeweled Seas’. A poster above the shop showed a chineses city that was surrounded by a great ocean, the blue color seeming to shimmer around the city itself. Jack went inside his place of work with Sonata following close behind him.

A little bell above the door rung sharply as the two went inside. Sonata took a few steps forward and Jack couldn’t help but grin a little at her childlike awe. Large pottery and furniture lined the room and they seemed to take the whole attention of Sonata. Several unique chairs and tables with price tags were placed and shown on full display for any curious customer. He had seen some of the pieces never get sold but they are a good look for displaying other small things like pottery or other fine wares.

Ahead of them was a small desk, with a single person resting on top. In front of him was a phone that was upright, along with several papers and a pen next to them. He also saw today’s newspaper and it was open to the voice edition and showing a general political comic of politics and what not. Jack smiled, recognizing his friend anywhere.

“Hey Lee, wake up!” Jack shouted. Lee lifted his head abruptly and shook himself awake. He brought a hand up and rubbed the sand out of his eyes.

“I’m up, I’m up. Welcome to…” he paused when he looked up him and he gave a wide smile.

“Hey Jack, how’s your day?” he asked, giving off a warm smile. Jack gave a wave and a smile of his own.

“Oh nothing much. How about you? Where’s your uncle?” he asked, his friend sitting straighter and rubbed the side of his black hair while looking at a piece of parchment paper.

“My uncle is out of town right now, he’s getting more things to sell for his shop. He said he hit it big with getting some fine quality diamonds as well, says there going to sell big for rings or broches.” he said and Jack nodded to him.

“That’s good, I guess he won’t need me for a bit to help out in the shop?” He asked, and Lee nodded to him.

“Yeah, he won’t be back till later in the week, give or take a few days until maybe Friday afternoon.” he explained, and Jack nodded in approval.

“I’ll be sure to swing around then,” Jack said, while Lee looked past him to eye on Sonata. Jack followed his gaze, seeing her nearby and was eyeballing a chinese dragon that had its mouth open and ready to pounce at any given notice. She had that childlike curiosity that just made Jack smile.

“So who’s the girl? Is she your girlfriend?” Lee asked.

The smile faded as fast as it had risen and a deep shade of red was present on his face.

“No she’s not!” Jack almost yelled out, staring back at his friend in such seriousness that his friend thought it was just laughable.

“I’m only joking my friend,” Lee said, raising his hands defensively, though Jack could still see his friend tittering over his bluster.

“Sonata is just staying with me until she finds her way, that’s all,” he explained but Lee only curled an eyebrow at him.

“That sounds like an excuse of denying you have a girlfriend Jack,” Lee said and Jack rolled his eyes at him.

“Don’t push it, I don’t think the both of us are even on the same,” something crashed behind him and his eyes widened a little but his eyes still focused on his friend, “page.” he finished, and slowly if not dreading to see what happened behind him.

Sonata Dusk was on the floor, holding a small blue vase that has broken down the center and into several large pieces. She held the fragments, her face showing much concern and worry over what she did. Magnus whined a little and sniffed her hand while holding one of the pieces in her hand. Lee stood up from his seat and walked over to them, seeing her hold the large pieces together and wanting to put the pieces together.

Although, trying to put that together would be like trying to put an egg back into its original shape.

“I’m so sorry,” she pleaded, “I really liked it and I was only want to hold it but it just slipped through my fingers.” she explained, her eyes looking teary eyed while Lee bended down to meet her gaze.

“That’s okay, accidents happen, but if you break something in this store you have to buy it,” Lee explained. I turned to my friend and he in turn looked at me with much seriousness, “that the rule in my uncle shop.” he explained and he learned that from seeing other customers doing the same thing and accidently breaking a priceless vase or even a dent to a antique china.

His uncle was quite serious when it came to such things.

Sonata looked at Jack, having those pleading puppy eyes. She knew that he knew that she didn’t have money and knowing where this road will lead Jack reluctantly had no choice in the matter.

“Alright, I’ll pay for it.” Jack said. Sonata felt elevated and she went up to hug him in the process.

“Oh thank you! I promise I’ll try to pay you back,” she said and Jack rolled his eyes.

“It’s okay! I got you,” he replied, before leaning in towards Lee, “So how much is it going to cost me?”

“Normally that vase would cost two hundred dollars. But, since you work here I would lower it to one hundred dollars. Hopefully that will be fair.” he explained and Jack groaned internally at such a high price.

“Great.”

Author's Note

Another chapter after so long, even though it's short. Sorry for leaving this story and not adding to it. I do got other chapters in mind but I got busy during the summer and with school I hope to add more in the near future and breath new life into this story.

Comments are very much appreciated and I will talk to you all later.

Number Crunching

Jack sat on kitchen table, his mind already going over the numbers in his head. It’s Thursday the eighth, one week since he had met up with Sonata and invited her into his home. However, since her stay he had to spent four hundred dollars or more for her living expenses and he was starting to feel the grind of overspending. He never realized having a second roommate who is barely starting out could be this hard.

He had about originally had enough to spend for the next few months, being careful with his money spending and trying to save up for future needs. However, since she has come in and started staying with him, he had been needing to make some serious changes if he didn’t want to go in the hole.

The sheet of paper he was writing in had various numbers, bank checks, credit card debt, and the income he gains from his part time jobs and gigs. Every receipt was written and every detail of cash earned or spent was recorded and he didn’t want to make any mistake in writing a wrong cash paid or dollar spent. He was on a budget and he wanted to ensure that he had everything planned out for the months ahead. While his mind wandered over the outcomes in his head, he cast a glance over to Sonata, who was at the coffee table and sitting on the couch.

She was busy trying to piece back together the blue vase that she had broke a couple days ago. She had a special glue that Lee was kind of enough to lend to her, and has been diligently placing the pieces back together as best she could. She would smile in delight whenever she would would find the right piece and place it back into position and was tentative in getting the glue in place and holding it there until the glue hardened. Despite the larger pieces being in place it was tedious work for the more smaller fragments that need to be locked into their respective spots. She had been at it ever since they got back to the apartment.

Despite her little project she had been busy with her new job.

She had orientation with Mama June and was already getting a basic rundown on how things went. From what she has told him she had been getting the hang of it and a call from a ecstatic Mama was enough to tell him that she was going to be just fine. Tomorrow would be her first real day on the job and she will no doubt be invaluable to the restaurant.

He gave a small yawn and glanced over to the time. It read eleven thirty, and it was getting late. He brought his papers together and stood up from the table. The movement caused Magnus to stir underneath the table and his faithful companion rose up to give a small shake. Jack smirked and gave him a small pat on the head, which caused his best friend to shake his tail. He began to head to his bedroom but paused when he heard Sonata groan and a clatter of glass on the table. He looked over and saw that she struggled with one of the larger pieces of the vase. She pouted out in minor frustration from the piece not fitting and having to re-glue the section once more.

The way she did it made the scene rather funny if not adorable

“Hey Sonata? Do you need some help?” Jack asked, watching her holding the large piece and gluing the sides once more.

“Oh I’m fine, thank you," she said, looking up at him with a happy smile. “This has been quite a project in getting this restored. I’ll be fine.” she said, placing the large piece of the vase down next to her ruby necklace and stretching out her weary bones. He eyed the ruby for a moment, wondering where she even got such a fine piece. However, sleep was on the forefront of his mind so he would have to ask at another time.

“Alright then, good night.” he said with a wave and headed to his bedroom.

“Goodnight!” she called out before returning to her work.

“Remember you got work tomorrow!” he called out while he heard a giggle from her.

“I know silly! I won’t forget!” she replied and she continued to have that innocent snicker. He soon closed the door behind him with a soft click and he sighed as he went over to his desk. He settled the papers onto his desk and eyed the safe nearby. In the back of his mind he didn’t want to open it unless it was important and today it was necessary

He knew what was coming tomorrow and the landlord will be waiting for him.

He went over to bend down to place his hand onto the combination lock. After a few seconds of spinning the correct number combinations the door opened with ease and he looked inside. The contents of the safe showed him a small box, along with something else he didn’t want to have to use.

A single handgun along with a small box with a handful of bullets.

It was a Korth super sport, a nighthawk custom that was capable of firing of .357 magnum bullets. It was a gift from his father and one that he knew he cherished dearly. In the big city of New York, despite all the flare of being one of the safest cities in the world, there was a lot of things that he needed to be careful of. Thieves, gang members and all that jazz. However, he didn’t want to risk himself carrying it all the time or having a friend come over and accidentally finding it. So he kept it safe so that he wouldn’t need to use it unless absolutely necessary.

But he wasn't here for the gun.

He grabbed the box within and held it up. Jack saw the letter on top of it which read, ‘studio funds’ on top. He sighed and opened up the box, seeing the money within. He grabbed the roll of cash and whatever was left inside and begin counting the bills. It was his life savings and the money he saved up after his college days plus the few scholarships and awards from high school. He was the best student, getting solid grades and was lucky enough to get the awards for college, but most of the money he received from his parents.

He could never thank them enough for getting him through those days.

After spending at least a minute of two of counting the cash he sighed dejectedly and pulled several hundred dollar bills from the roll.

Five hundred should suffice for now, he thought, setting back the cash back into the box and placing it back into the safe. Closing it shut he went over to his desk where his wallet was lying down and he put the money inside. He knew he had a small bank account but he kept a good size amount on his person in case of emergency spending.

With the landlord coming tomorrow he needed to pay up for the months rent.

After that was done he turned off the light and walked over to his bed, passing by Magnus who was already asleep at the foot of the bed. The cold welcomed him as he went underneath the covers and he shivered slightly from the initial contact but his body adjusted quickly. He placed his head on the pillows and was ready for sleep to embrace him.

Before he could rest his eyes he noticed a reddish light come from behind the door to his living room before turning blue along with Sonata’s saying something. A soft whine came from Magnus as his dog lifted his head up, seeing the pointed ears pop over the edge of the bed. Jack lifted his own head and grumbled for a moment to look at the door.

“Sonata?” he mumbled and the lights quickly vanished as soon as they appeared. He blinked in confusion over that and he instinctively lifted the covers, wanting to investigate what that was. However, before he could get up, he soon heard the rumbling blades of a helicopter fly overhead and the sound of police cruisers driving by. His initial curiosity was answered and he gave out a huff of annoyance as they went pass, leaving nothing but the continued sound of the city.

Just lights from outside, he thought while he fluffed his pillow. Lifting the covers back over him he then dropped his head back into the awaiting cushion.

Sleep soon overcame him and he dived in his awaiting dreams.

The next morning came quickly and Jack gave a loud yawn as he stood upright out of bed. He saw the light of the sun enter through the window and he rubbed the crust out of his eyes. He gave his back a stretch and heard a small audible pop come from his back. He looked to the alarm clock which read 9:15 and blew out a raspberry. He had to go over to his job in a hour and a half from now so he had to get ready. Getting a spare shirt and jeans he went up and headed towards the door. Magnus was already up and waiting patiently for him. He opened it up and headed to the bathroom to drop off his clothes before heading over to the kitchen.

Everything was quiet in the room, the sound of soft breathing coming from the couch. Jack glanced over to see Sonata was still asleep, her body covered by a couple thick blankets. The extra blankets paid off since he didn’t find her in his bed this morning. The soft whines of Magnus drew his attention and he looked over to see him having the food bowl in his mouth and looking at him. He chuckled and patted his head then went to the shelf underneath the counter. He opened to the doors and pulled out the fresh dog food. He opened the bag and poured the food into bowl. Once done Magnus immediately went into his morning meal. With that out of the way he went back down the hallway and into the bathroom. He proceeded to take off his clothes and get the shower running. Once the hot warm started flowing he jumped in to do his business.

While he cleaned himself up he put in a mental note of grabbing the money and going down to drop it off at the landlords room and then go out to his way before heading off to work. He also had to ask when Sonata would get back as well so to ask how her first real day on the job went. After spending an extra five minutes in the shower he finished up and quickly dried himself before getting his clothes on which were blue jeans and a red shirt. Once done he turned the exhaust fan on so that the moisture in the air would be removed. Jack then did a look over in the mirror and saw that his face was getting a little hairy. Getting the shaving cream and razor he sorted out the scruff on his face. It took roughly a couple of minutes but he finished in no time at all and washed himself up afterwards. Addressing his now clean shaven face he could feel the smoothness of his jawline and not a single resistance of hair when he ran his fingers through them.

It was smooth as a baby’s bottom and if his mother were here she would just be fawning over it.

Him mom didn't raise no hairy child.

Hearing the sound of his stomach calling he depart the bathroom and headed into the kitchen. Heading to one of the top shelves to grab a bowl and some cereal he heard Sonata waking up from the couch. Sonata’s hand were the first to rise above the couch before her head poked up like a mole. She then rose up and stretched out her arms, giving out a cat like yawn before rubbing her eyes. He chuckled at the sight, seeing the cow lick of hair sticking out from sleeping on her side.

“Good morning Sonata,” he said, while Sonata looked about the room as if in a daze.

“Hmmm… wha…” she mumbled incoherently, shaking her head a little to get herself awake. “What time is it?” she said, looking quite out of it.

“Ah.. it’s 9:30,” Jack said, grabbing the milk carton out of the fridge and sitting at the table. He could see the gears cranking over her head at the time and after another moment her eyes shot wide and she gasped.

“I’m going to be late!” she shouted, grabbing her clothes and quickly changing right in front of him.

“What time do you have to be there?” he asked, averting his gaze and blushing slightly from her exposure.

“I got to be there in thirty minutes! Oh she’s so going to be mad at me!” she said, getting her work shirt on and then working on her work pants. Out of his peripheral vision she struggled for a moment and looked quite frazzled. Not one for standing on the sidelines he stood up from the table and headed over to the closet were the coats hanged. Opening and looking inside he spotted a few big coats that was perfect for her in winter. He grabbed the nearest one, a big coat that was a tan colored, and he took it with him. He got to Sonata’s side, where she was already getting her socks and shoes on. Her work outfit was a red and white shirt, accompanied with black pants that slimmed down her toned legs. After a moment of getting her clothes on Jack handed over the coat by resting it on the arm of the couch.

“Here take this. It will help you keep warm on the way there.” He said and she offered a smile.

“Thanks Jackie,” she said in a almost sing song voice, though the pitch was slightly off.

“You remember how to get there?” he asked, wanting to be sure. She rolled her eyes in response, almost scoffing as she placed a hand up to her chin.

“Do you doubt my abilities? I can get there with no trouble at all and with no escort.” she said, replicating in great success of how a snobby noblewomen would act. It earned a hearty chuckle out of and Sonata merely giggled in response.

Knock knock knock

The door rapped from the sound of a heavy hand. Jack knew that sound all too well.

“Coming!” he said, taking off toward his bedroom to grab his wallet.

“Who is it?” Sonata asked, her voice sounding a little concerned.

“It's just the landlord!” he called out, appearing moments later with a wallet in hand. He went back into the living room, seeing her stand up and getting the coat on. Magnus was also up, wondering what all the excitement about, but he went to the door when he heard it knock once more. Magnus gave a low growl, and Jack knew that his companion was only protecting their home. Jack got to the door and put himself between him and Magnus. He then opened the door to the man on the other side.

The landlord was big and well toned, standing over six feet in height. He looked like he was in his mid to late thirties and had fair skin with a blondish hair that was turning brown. He wore a plain red shirt with blue jeans that had a leather belt strapped around the waist and a pair of white sneakers. Jack eyed him once over, seeing the big man had a stone look on his face that would resemble a killer. However, since being here long enough had told him he only gave that expression for the sake of appearance. The landlord looked down, and a small smile graced his features as he bent down slightly to give Magnus a pat on the head.

“C,mon Magnus. It’s just me.” he said in that deep baritone voice and Magnus protective nature disappeared and began panting in appreciation.

“Hey Phil, how’s it going?” Jack asked, extending a hand to the landowner. Phil didn’t reply right away as he was to immersed to petting his dog. It was a good thing the landowner was a dog person, especially the big ones. Otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to get this apartment in the first place. After another moment he rose up and extending his own hand and giving his a firm shake.

“Been good. Enjoying your new year?” he asked, his voice calm and collected.

“Yeah, can’t wait to see how things will turn out this year,” he replied and Phil nodded with a grunt of acknowledgement.

“Same,” he paused, letting go of his hand and folding his arms in front of him. Jack knew what was coming next and he opened up his wallet and began drawing the bills. “Before we begin,” Phil asked, making Jack pause in mid transaction of the money, “do you mind telling me who this pretty little lady is?” he directed a finger towards Sonata that stood behind him. Before Jack could reply she quickly pushed past him and out of his apartment.

“Sorry I got to get to work,” she said, getting past the two and was in the hallway. Before she got to the stairs Phil pushed his hand out and blocked her path. Jack flinched slightly from how quick he moved his arm, but he had went through the same experience when he first got here.

“It’s a little rude not introducing your name little missy” he explained, his native Scottish slipping out.Sonata did a one-eighty and gave off a big smile to Phil while he lifted a brow to her.

“The names Sonata! Pleasure to meet you Phil!” she said in a rapid pace, giving her own hand in response. Phil eyed her hand and gave a firm shake, then Sonata added, “ Your name sounds nice. Is the name Phil derived from the name Phillip from the King of England or is the name from the scottish Filib?” she asked, which caused the two men two give her a quizzical look.

Was not expecting that, Jack thought, casting a glance over to Phil who could only give a amused expression. He lowered his hand off the wall and his smile rose to Match Sonata’s own whimsical one.

“Actually it’s just Phil. But my grandparents grandparents had the name Filib as a family name back in Scotland, and continued on for many generations. What made you think of that I wonder?” he said, having a proud Scottish pride rubbing off him. Sonata giggled once again before turning to head for the stairs.

“I heard the name before down by the sea once. It was quite a fun name to hear and the guy was really sweet. I would love to stay and chat but I gotta to run to work! Take care Jackie!” She called out and disappearing out of sight and the sound of her distant footsteps was the only thing they heard.

After a pregnant pause between them Phil was the first to speak up.

“So where did you find a pretty little lassie like that?” He asked, having a little smug look on his face.

“It’s a long story, but I found her collapsed in front of the building and I just couldn’t leave her out there to freeze to death. I took her in and she decided to stay for a while.” Jack explained, but it also curled a brow from the landowner.

“That so? Does she have a time frame for how long she be staying with you?”

“Not from what she has told me. I guess she’ll stay until she finds her bearings but I don’t know for how long that will be.” Jack explained. He watch his landlord place a finger onto his chin and he pursed his lips in deep thought. Jack couldn’t help but feel that the landlord will question his reasoning.

“Are you... not considering,” he went to say but stopped himself when Phil eyed him and had a knowing look on his countenance.

“Well she didn’t rub me the wrong way now did she?” he asked and Jack shook his head. Phil then chuckled and patted him on the shoulder. “She’s fine to stay, lad.” he said and Jack exhaled a breath he didn’t realize he was holding.

‘That’s good to hear,” he replied, going for his wallet and picking out the few hundred dollar bills, “Here is the rent for,”

“ah up bup bup, lad.” Phil interjected, making his stop from delivering the payment. The landlord looked at the five hundred bills in his hand and selected only two of the bills and taking in to his own. “This should suffice for now.” he said and began heading off down the hall. Jack looked at the bills and looked rather stunned and called out to his landlord.

“Phil! The rent is much higher than that,” he stated, holding the rest of the cash out to him. Phil merely looked over his shoulder and gave a half smile.

“Consider it a late Christmas gift, you’ll pay the normal rate next month. Take it easy with that girl now.” he called back before heading down the stairs and out of sight. Jack was left there in the hallway and was left stupefied. He half expected to pay the full months rent then and there but he couldn’t help but smile and looking at the money in his hands. He could save up for next month and maybe have some to spare for other money issues that would come down the road. He put the money in his pocket and went back into his apartment, a genuine feeling of happiness growing inside of him. He felt Magnus at his side and he was looking straight up at him. Jack bended down and placed both of his hands on the German Shepard's head, roughing up his fur and chuckling all the while.

“Things are looking good for us Magnus!” he called out, as his faithful companion panted and his tail wagged affectionately. After that was done he went back into the kitchen and grabbed the bowl and cereal. Taking a minute to pour his food and putting the milk away he shuffled over to the couch. He pushed a few of Sonata’s blankets to the side and grabbed the remote off the coffee table.

“Lets see what’s on the news,” he said, turning the channel on to the local news channel and what they were talking about for the day. Eating his favorite captain Crunch cereal he sighed contentedly and continued to watch, while Magnus curled up next to his legs. While he listened to the latest news about the upcoming snow storms that were to come he took notice of the vase that Sonata had been working on the night before. He took a pause from his morning meal and looked at the porcelain piece, but with more scrutiny.

The vase was whole and was no longer having any cracks or bad blemishes from its sorry state from the night before. However, it was not that it looked perfectly normal but it was the coloring of the vase that threw him off.

“I don’t remember it having a reddish hue?”

Author's Note

He is another long overdue chapter everyone. Enjoy! :twilightsmile: