Sneaking out to make some friends (PG)

Charity wore a jacket and backpack to cover her wings and snuck out of Rachel's mansion, tired of being without friends around her age.  She ran out and to central park, a place she knew well from her homeless days.  She giggled as she ran down the streets, her backpack slightly heavy for it had a few statues in it to play with as she headed right to one of the many swing sets.  She hummed to herself as she got to the park and smiled, seeing all of the kids playing and jumped onto a swing and began to swing, not really thinking that others would find it weird that she wore a backpack while swinging.

She just hopped someone would want to play with her.

Loika brought mack to the park for one of probably the last times. It was getting too cold for her little one. Loika was hot blooded like a wolf so she had to remind herself to wear a coat to look normal to humans so remembering to keep an eye out for little one to see if she became cold was also something she had to remember. 

She tucked mack's hat over her ears and swatted her rump/nudged her toward the playground playfully. Loika missed letting loose and playing in her wolf form. It was nice to watch mack play though. She sat on the bench and watched her.

Mackenzie squirmed while mommy fusse  over her. She usually tried to let mommy mother her. Mommy liked being a mom even though she was going to be the only baby mommy could ever have. She really wished out of any mind she could read it would be mommy's. But nature was cruel and that was the only mind she couldnt touch.

After mommy finished checking her she headed towards the other kids. She looked like a normal five year old but she was really barely a year and had th  intelligence hat rivaled most adults. She didnt want to play with other kids. She wanted to make cookies with sara or play chess with jason. Instead she was here. She climbed the steps up to the monkey bars and started across.

Charity hummed to herself, watching the other kids and jumped off the wings, landing easily on her feet and giggled.  It was then that she noticed Loika, the nice lady that offered her really yummy ice cream that night Rachel took her in and off the streets.  She smiled remembering her well enough to feel confident to approach and did so.

"Hi miss Loika." She said sweetly and smiled.  She waved and looked around wondering which of the kids was hers.  Her clothing and face were so much cleaner than the last time they had met, plus the backpack covering her wings was new.  She still had the over-sized jacket on but it was new and cleaner. "I don't know if you remember me, I was with Rachel a few months ago.  She adopted me, and you served me that really yummy ice cream, the one you recommended and you said you had a daughter who liked it too.  I saw you and wanted to say hi."

Loika nodded. "Yes i remember you. Hello again. Glad you liked the ice cream."  She was startled by the child suddenly ru ning up to her and barraging her with questions. She had been dep in thought with other things on her mind.she looked around to see if she could see rachel. They were on and off again friends depending on rachel's mood. She caught sight of mackenzie and called out to her."mackenzie honey becareful on the monkeybars my little monkey girl!"

She noticed Loika was looking around and turned bright red and giggled, "Miss Rachel isn't here... I snuck out... please don't tell her... I just don't get to come out much lately or make any friends.  Can I meet your daughter?"  She asked politely, always with manners.  Charity was just that way, always polite, and respectful.  Her little eyes looked up with plea and hope that Loika wouldn't tell Rachel that sh had snuck out.

Loika shrugged at the weird kid. "I dont talk to rachel much and she doesnt talk to me either. You can do whatever. Shes on the monkey bars but i cant guarantee she will want to be friends. She prefers adults over kids. Nothing personal."

Charity frowned a little at first and then nodded.  She found that many of the people ho knew Rachel rarely spoke to her and it made her slightly sad.  She wished Rachel had more friends.  She began to walk to the monkey bars and looked up, again she frowned.  It wasn't going to be easy to climb them with the statues in her backpack or the fact that she had her big jacket on weighing her down.  She looked at the girl swinging and smiled.

"You make that look really easy."  She said sweetly, her eyes full of jealousy wishing she could do it.  Instead she sat down next to the bars and sighed.  Making friends was not going as well s she had hoped it would.

Mackenzie watched the playground from on top of the monkey bars. She heard someone talk to her and sighed. She slipped down backwards and dangled upside down in front of the girl. Her pigtails dangled on either side of her face. "Its monkey bars. Not rocket science. Its. Not that hard. Its built. For children." Her face remained serious.

"I can't do that in public... because of my... um.. I just can't.... but you look like you really like it."  She said and smiled polity, her hand scratching her wing under her coat.  She thought to herself if she did that, her wings would be exposed and that wouldn't be a good thing.   She sighed and looked at the swings.

"I met your mommy a few weeks ago and she said really nice things about you.  I'm Charity.  Would you like to play on the swings with me?"  She asked, knowing she could swing really high and hoped that maybe she could make a friend.  She again smiled sweetly and hoped Mackenzie would join her.

She rolled her eyes and sighed. She would say no but the last thing she needed was another parent complaining that she made another kid cry. Even if rachel wasnt here the moms at this park guarded all the kids like they were thier own. 

She let herself drop and at the last second she. Tumbled in the air and landed on her feet. She dusted her pants off anyways and nodded."sure why not."

Charity smiled when she said she'd join her and ran to the swings.  As she did so, her wings popped out for a second, the tips, letting loose a small feather that flew at Mackenzie.  She didn't notice it as she sat own and began to swing, the backpack still on her back. She giggled for a minute and looked at her new friend.  Or well, what she hopped would e.

"Do you not want o really be my friend?"  She asked suddenly, hoping she wasn't forcing the other girl to play with her out of guilt or charity.  She forced a small smile as she looked over.  "Is it because I'm different?  That's why well... most of the others don't want to play with me..."  She admitted and started to really swing, she hated her wings so much because of the way she had to hide them when out in public with her ridiculously over-sized jacket and backpack.  She wished she would ran around without them and be like any other kid.  But it was her curse sadly.

Mackie swung on the swings quietly. "You arent the only one with abilities to stop your whining. Friends are over rated. Think about it. Out of all of the humans on earth you find a person and say hey i like you lets do stuff together. Besides. They all leave at some point." She spoke with her mind and looked ahead the entire time.

Charity's smile grew a bit when she heard the other girls voice in her head and she jumped off the swing and an over to Mackenzie's with excitement.  "I didn't know!  That is so cool! What else can you?!?!"  She asked rapidly.  "Do you know what my stuff is?  As my old mommy and daddy said my freakishness or as miss Rachel says, my specialness.  but still do you know?"  

It was amusing on how hyper she had suddenly gotten, happy to see anoyther girl her age with gifts.  Charity felt like she hit the mutant gene too young but was really happy to know she wasn't alone.  She now really wanted to be friends.

Mackenzie stopped swinging and stared at the girl with her normal serious face. "Are....you on crack? I wont judge but im just curious." Mackie was not use  to being around other children. She preffered the company of adults because most children thought she was strange due to her serious and mentally advancedness. 

"I don't know what that is... I'm sorry... I don't get to be around other kids because of my wings.... I've been alone for a long time and thought I was alone in getting gifts at a young age is all.... it's fine... I can tell you don't want to be my friend."  She sighed and got back to the swing and frowned.  She knew it was too good to be true.  She let the wing swing her as she looked down and sighed again.  Maybe sneaking out wasn't a great idea.