I watched as Cancer moved our stuff around with those freaky powers of his. All the boxes piled up in the middle of the living room as he arranged the sofa and TV around them. The baby bro, Rayn, was already attached to the guy, yelling at him to be his pony. Well, at least Rayn would be happy here.
“Go choose your room and get settled in. I’m gonna go check out the neighbourhood,” I told him, earning myself a huge grin. Getting to choose his room was the most exciting part of moving house for him, and it was just as well I didn’t care what room I got, given that he usually picked the biggest room for himself. He prodded Cancer into taking him upstairs and once they were up there, there was a fair bit of crashing around as he ran about, trying to decide which was going to be his room.
Shaking my head and hoping they didn’t destroy the place while I was out, I left them to it, handing the delivery guys some money on the way past them.
I find myself in a park, instantly knowing where Rayn’ll be spending most of his time. Shame there was already some guy hogging the climbing frame, or I’d have called him and told him to come check out the park. I watched him chain smoking for a minute or so. He didn’t notice me.
“Y'know, I heard somewhere that smoking's bad for you,” I said eventually, making him jump. He wasn’t too impressed with that, unsurprisingly.
What was surprising, was his accent. Welsh, I think. "So's giving people heart attacks," he told me.
He shrugged, “s’alright.”
“You come here often?” He nodded. A man of many words, I see. “You might have some competition on your hands for the playground soon.”
“The baby brother spends most of his time in play parks.”
He gave me another somewhat half hearted shrug; "He's welcome to it."
“Don’t talk much, do you?”
“Nope.” At least he’s honest, I s’pose.
“I just moved in here and figured I’d check out the neighbourhood. Is it always this quiet?” He nodded. I guess that’ll give me plenty of thinking room to get on with my job and all that good stuff. Wouldn’t mind it being at least a little busier, though. New people stick out like a sore thumb in quiet towns. That’s the last thing I wanna do. I should probably mention that the reason why is because I’m a vampire, and aside from moving here so Rayn can be with his best childhood friend again, I’m kinda trying to keep a low profile. “Right. I guess I’ll leave you to it, then. Maybe I’ll see you around.”
"What did you say your name was?" he asked. An odd question, given that I hadn’t told him my name.
“Emrys.” I smiled.
“Nice to meet you, Emrys.” We nodded at each other, and I wandered off, wondering what the rest of the people here were like. Hopefully better at holding a conversation than Emrys.