Terror Fifty-Two - Hug

Terror Fifty-Two - Hug

Terror Fifty-Two - Hug

I dont know why Im so worried. Its just Mom. Moms the best.

Livonas carefully lowers her hands down, dropping the cart full of books to one side and placing the back of her other hand down so that we can climb off without having to jump.

Felix and I hop off without any problems, but Esme sits on the edge of the hand and scoots her butt to the edge until she slides off and lands on her feet.

This is it. Im home.

I dont know what the weird swirly sensation in my tummy is. Its not the nicest feeling, but I squish it down and away. Mom! I cry out before I start to run.

The feeling disappears entirely when Mom moves down from the first step and her lips twitch in that familiar almost-smile she does when shes happy. I crash into her face-first, arms wrapping around her waist and pulling her as close as I can.

She freezes for a moment, then I feel her hand gently patting me on the head. Its nice, but its not a hug.

Hi Mom, I say as I look up. She makes her happy laugh noise, but I see her eyes flick up to my friends. Then it clicks.

I pull out of the hug, place my hands on my hips, and glare up at Mom.

Valeria? she asks.

Mom! I say, indignant now. Just because there are people here that you dont know doesnt mean that you need to act all hard and serious. Youre my mom, youre supposed to put hugs and love in front of all that... propriety stuff.

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Nope, I interrupt. Youre the big scary Goddess of Darkness, no one will think youre less scary if you give return hugs. Sheesh, mom.

Mom rolls her eyes, sighs, then mutters under her breath. This daughter of mine, I swear. Then she leans down and grabs me in a hug.

Giggling, I hug right back. I missed you, I say.

I wave my friends goodbye for the moment as they walk up the steps and into the castle, then I turn to Mom.

Mom waits until were alone outside, except for some wyverns and Livonas, who is curled up in a huge ball in the courtyard to sleep. I truly did miss you, she says. Her face draws into a frown. What were you thinking, foolish daughter of mine? To go so far as to steal from one of my greatest foes? Not to return as soon as you could? I dont know if you have any idea how worried I was.

Now I feel bad. Im sorry, I mutter.

Moms hand comes down, and she gently touches my chin and lifts my head. Her eyes meet mine. I really do love you, Valeria. I... I dont know what I would do with myself if you were to be hurt, or if you died. I would ruin the world and destroy every trace of the one responsible, but then... I dont know. And that terrifies me more than anything has in a very long time.

I feel wetness stinging my eyes, and the guilt in my tummy roils around painfully. So I step up and hug Mom as best I can. Im sorry, I say again.

Mom hugs me back, a soft, tender hug. I know, she says. Youre a good daughter, Valeria. She brushes my hair back absently with one hand. Its a nice feeling. Now, enough moping. We can go over your punishment later.

Punishment? I ask.

Oh yes, Mom agrees.

But Mom!

No buts, she snaps. You went off and jumped headlong into danger. Only a fool would do that, and no daughter of mine will be a fool.

I puff my cheeks out. Thats mean, I say.

She sniffs. Hardly. Now, tell me about your grand adventure. How did you end up bringing not one but two young girls back home, and where did you find all those books?

My pout fades away, replaced by a happy grin. Oh! It was a ton of fun! Some bits were scary, and some parts were a teeny tiny bit dangerous, but I came out victorious, and made a couple of awesome allies along the way!

Well, start at the beginning then, Mom asks.

I lean into her side, and we start walking back home while I retell the story right from the start, with only a few tiny alterations to downplay some of the more punishment-worthy bits.

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