Dragon characters

I just realized it's Friday. I almost forgot, sorry.

I feel like I had something to tell you but I can't remember it, hmm.

Leila's birthday is next week. Just so you know. And we're having the party tomorrow. I have already baked two cheesecakes, but I still have a batch of cupcakes and a chocolate cake to make.

I've been drawing today. Pokemon trainers, because I felt like it. I have a bit of a problem though, because I'm in the middle of a sapphire nuzlocke (it's a gamemode where you treat all fainted pokemon as dead and can't use them anymore and you can only capture the first pokemon you find on a route) but I'm only at the second gym and the third gen remakes are coming out this autumn. And now I don't know if I want to wait for them to come out and restart the game, because I'm gonna play them anyway and it seems silly to have two essentially same games at the same time.

I've also caught up on the Night Vale podcasts. I told you about it ages ago, I don't know if you ever checked it out. You should, it's weird and funny and kinda deep and I think you would like it. You can listen to it here. Seriously, listen to it.

I'm kinda disappointed you didn't comment on my last entry... I feel like I'm just talking to myself here.

Dragon riders! I've been thinking about the other characters in my dragon story, specifically the other riders, so I thought I'd tell you about some of them. (Their names will probably change at one point or another.)

As you know, the main chara is Pin. She's 17, the youngest of five, and she dreams of adventures. She's a bit of a tomboy, keeping her hair short and using the clothes of her older brothers, but she also enjoys sewing and house chores. She tries to be kind to everyone, but she has a bit of a mean temper when she feels like someone is being unjust. She has an irrational fear of drowning and is a bit claustrophobic. She is outgoing and easy to make friends with, but can be exhausting to hang out with for extended periods of time because of her endless fascination with everything and hyperactivity. She is also quite straight forward, and can appear blunt and even rude in delicate situations.

The second protagonist is Carina LaGren. She is the only daughter of the former leader of the dragon riders and has spent her entire life around dragons. She was only 14 when she joined them and by 20 she was one of the top ranking riders. She is now 24. When she was 15, his father had a flying accident that caused him to lose one of his legs and he had to retire and now he lives with her near the palace grounds and she takes care of him, though he is mostly selfstanding. The accident was caused by a young rider, who was acting cocky and fooling around during the practice. He was kicked out promptly after the incident, but Carina still has trouble trusting young riders. She is strict and expects a lot of her troops, but also of herself. Off duty and with her friends she is a surprisingly warm person but during business hours she pulls on a cold cover and appears very emotionally distant. She is also under a lot of pressure from the army and sometimes has trouble relaxing and has problems with anxiety, however she's too proud to show it.

One of the first people Pin met after enlisting is Dexter, 21. She is very much afraid of heights but very much fascinated by dragons. She knows a lot more about dragons than basically all other riders, and helps with research and tactical planning. She's basically the ground team and a walking encyclopedia of dragon data.

Tina, 19, enlisted after her boyfriend, who then dumped her for another girl. She said fuck that and joined the dragon division. She is very emotional person and uses that to fuel everything she does. Some think she's naïve, and she uses that to her advantage.

Then there's Mal, who usually just sits in the back of the room and doesn't do or say much. With people anyway. With dragons however... Mal is the best dragon trainer the army has seen in years, seemingly being able to communicate with them without much mental strain. Other than that, no one know much about Mal.

That's it for now. These are still under development, so improvements are welcome. I also want you to create a character to add to the riders! Do it. Do iit.

 Pie out.

Barcelona

Hello to you from Catalonia.

I have been in Barcelona for the past week, and will be until about eight tomorrow morning. Meaning I have to get up before five tomorrow. So that's gonna be fun.

Anyway. I have some random things about Barcelona for you, because writing a coherent text about it seems a little too much after all this vacationing.

Barcelona smells. Not in the way you'd think of smelling at first, probably, but the traffic is everywhere so the air is terrible, and if that wasn't bad enough, there are so many people smoking everywhere, so for a lot of the time it feels like everything smells like tobacco around here.

Gaudi is kinda cool. He's the architect who has designed all the buildings that look like what you think of as Barcelona from all the pictures you ever see from here. A couple of the buildings are close to where we're staying, just on our way to the city center. Though one of them is covered right now, I guess they're doing some reconstruction on the outside. But they've covered it with a sheet that has a live-size picture of the actual building, so I guess that's kinda nice.

Then there's Parc Güell, which has all the mosaic stuff that is in all the pictures. It was actually pretty disappointing, since I always somehow imagined a large area in the city to be build like that, and then in the end it was a small area, with not as intense mosaic surfaces as all the pictures suggest, and actually nothing more than I've seen in the pictures. I never realised how little of it there was.

And then, of course, there's La Sagrada Familia, the famous unfinished basilica that they've been building for almost 130 by now. I never realised how much unfinished it is until I saw a video of what it will look like finally constructed. It should (unlike Ted Mosby says "remain forever unfinished", also, Gaudi didn't get hit by a bus, it was a tram) be finished by 2026, a hundred years after Gaudi's death, or if not then, then maybe 2028.


A little bit continuing on the same subject, I am once again reminded of the thing I realised standing on the hill of Acropolis in Athens (with you) some years back: the enormous flow of tourists flooding every inch everywhere completely ruins places of great architecture. And I'm not even an architecture fan, it would probably be worse if I was. Anyway, we didn't go inside any of there Gaudi buildings, simply because there were too many damn people everywhere. I wish there was a way to go see those places some time when there isn't anyone else. (Yeah, right, like there is a moment like that, except in the middle of the night.)
The point being: tourists ruin all great places by being to many.

There are about 250 000 pigeons in Barcelona. Or something. We started to wonder about it after we visited Placa di Catalonia (just a huge square (well, circle) filled with pigeons. Also there's a fountain and a metro stop), which is filled with them. So I did a little Googling and it turns out that in 2010, if I recall correctly, the city of Barcelona decided there are too many, and to get rid of a quarter, meaning 65 000. The problem was pigeon poop apparently isn't too good for all the buildings and statues and stuff all over town they want to preserve.

On Tibidabo hill, which is the highest hill nearby at 512 meters from sea level, there is an amusement park and a church. I'm mentioning it because I think it's simply a weird combination.

I'm hungry and want to go get pizza now. I'll give you one more picture, though:

 

 ~matu

Confessions

OK, I lied, I did nothing last weekend.

About your proposition, you really think I have time to count for how long I carry Kaija around? I barely realize how quickly the time passes anyway. Also my job is surprisingly much sitting around. Sitting in the living room, sitting at the table, sitting on the couch reading, sitting around while the kids nap, sitting in Leila's room drawing. The only place I don't sit is if we go out, which takes about 1h of the 10 I work everyday. Just so you know. Also I'm a lazy fuck, so there. Give me a creative challenge and I just might rise up to it.

I've been having a lot of feelings lately. More so than I remember having in a long time. I'm not sure what happened exactly, but I think it's a good thing? I'm not sure, I'm not really good with the feelings thing. But lately I've actually felt the things I know I should be feeling. Does that make sense? Am I just super weird? Should I go see a shrink or sth? I mean, I have had feelings before, it's just they seem to have grown. Maybe I have grown, I don't know.

I am super psyched for the next SPN season! I mean oh my GOD. The final plot twist was hardly a plot twist, everyone and their grandma knew Dean was gonna become a demon, but I actually did gasp when Metatron sunk the sword in his chest. Which I probably could have seen coming, because they said in First Born that Cain died and became a demon, so logically in order for Dean to become a demon he should also need to die. I am very disappointed with what they did with Gadreel's story because he deserved better, but I'm kinda still living in denial that he died in the first place. Because if you compare the blasts that happened from his suicide to the ones that happened in the previous episode, Gadreel's was much too small. Also it was a bloody rock. I'm pretty sure you can't kill an angel with a rock. I like the theory that he just used all his grace and then became a human.

What else should I confess, hmm.

I would probably be such an alcoholic if  alcohol actually tasted good. Because I'm always drink so much. Granted it's usually ice tea or soda or even juice in pinch, but the amount is so massive I feel sorry for my bladder sometimes. I can easily drink up a 2l bottle and then some in one day. It's crazy. I've also thought before that if cigarette smoke wasn't so terrible smelling I would probably also be a chain smoker. Because I need something to do with my fingers all the flipping time, I'm constantly playing with my necklaces or clothes or hair, and also my tongue is hyperactive and I always want to eat stuff, so having a cigarette would help with that too. But both of these things taste/smell terrible and frankly I like my lungs and liver as they are thank you very much, so I won't be taking up either one any time soon.

I'm queer. I told you once, in scouts, that I was bisexual. That is not actually true. I am actually asexual. It means that I don't feel sexual attraction to anyone (not that I can reproduce asexually,  even if that was the first thing that came to your mind). And I don't. I can appreciate people's looks and I can tell when people are hot, but I don't get the urge to do the nasty with them. When I told you I was bisexual that was because I find the concept of dating a boy or a girl (or a person with whatever gender identity really) equally nice, although in some what different ways. But I have since then learned that sexual attraction and romantic attraction are different things, and come to the conclusion that I'm actually an bi(or maybe pan)romantic asexual. Now, this does not mean that I don't like sex or that I don't wanna have it (even though it can for some people, we're all very different), because I do, I just don't find it a necessary part of my everyday life. Of course a person's sex drive isn't the same as their stand on sex, but... You know, I think I'll just stop now. It's getting a bit complicated, I'm losing track myself. tl;dr: I'm asexual. And will date a person regardless of their junk. Because I really don't care about that junk.

I'm running out of time, so I'll just end this here. You can confess something to me in the comments if you feel like it. : D

Pie out.

Why sitting is bad for you.

Hello to you from the past.

When this post gets (hopefully) posted on it's own, I will (again hopefully) be sitting in a plane on my way to Barcelona. I will maybe tell you something about that next week.

At first I want to answer your question about if it's summer here.
I took a picture for you:

The green is a little light to be quite summer yet, but it is t-shirt weather already, so it won't be long any more until it's properly summer. Although I can already hear swallows out there, that means it's summer, does it? And that picture was taken on Friday, it has become more summer over the weekend.





Anyway, what I want to talk to you about today is sitting. I've noted that lately people have started to talk about today's human sitting way too much, since we haven't really developed for sitting, but a great deal of jobs (and studying) require us sitting eight hours a day, and then some more at home in the evening, watching TV or internet. And our bodies don't like it.

People who sit over four hours a day are 46% more likely to die of pretty much any disease than those who sit less than 2 hours a day. With cardiac diseases it's even higher: people who sit a lot are 80% more likely to die of some kind of heart problems.
And if you sit a lot, moving some every day doesn't really do much to improve your health from what it would be if you didn't sit so much.

This is because sitting is a passive position. You hardly need to use your muscles, because you don't need to support yourself. And this is bad, because there is an enzyme that transforms your lipids and sugars into a form that lets muscles use them. When you don't move, the enzyme doesn't work, because the muscles don't need the energy, and all the lipids get stuck in your blood vessels, causing blocks and inflammation and all kinds of other nasty stuff in those blood vessels. Not using your body also causes the blood vessels to get thinner, which makes the blocks blocking the vessel way easier.
Passivity also decreases the need and effect of insulin, and then you're on your way to type II diabetes. And obviously the lack of need for your muscles, bones and other supporting tissues makes them weaker.

However, simply standing up every once in a while helps enormously, because it gets the enzyme I was talking about earlier working again. In this case every once in a while means every half an hour or so. It's that easy. Stand up every half an hour, and you're preventing a lot of the damage done to your body by sitting.
Obviously you also have to get some exercise on top of that standing up every thirty minutes to stay in any kind of health, but it's a start if you have to for some reason sit a lot.

Now, thanks to the warm weather outside and  vivid imaginary pictures in my mind of fat blocking blood vessels, I present you with a challenge for the summer. (I wanted to name it something catchy, but I couldn't easily come up with anything, and I figured it's not that important.)
How it works, is you get points for the time you move. Just standing around won't get you points, but if you do light not-quite-exercise, like walking in a park or carrying a two-year-old around the house, you get a point for every full twenty minutes. If you do heavier exercise, like jogging or in my case training capoeira, during which you actually have to stop drinking every now and then, you get two points for every twenty minutes. Of course this isn't all that clear, and there are cases that could go into either category, but I suppose you get the point. Also, you get a minus point for every full hour you spend sitting. Obviously the time you spend sleeping doesn't count.
The challenge would be starting in the beginning of June, and lasting for ten weeks. And in the end, the one with most points gets a prize. I just haven't yet come up with anything that could be.
I say most points, because I'd also like to challenge our younger siblings (and maybe mom and dad?), who also spend way too much time sitting, though they don't read our blog and won't hear about this unless someone tells them.
And before you say no, I want to note, that it's for your best (and my best, and everyone's best) and you actually do have a chance to get more points than me, because even though I do do 2-point-worth training three hours a week, I spend the rest of the time sitting (especially since I'll be working for dad again), whereas you spend eight hours a day taking care of kids, which does not include all that much sitting. So it's easier for me to accidentally collect a lot of minus points.

So, as a summary:
Starting 1.6., lasting for ten weeks (-> 10.8.)
+2 points: heavier exercise 20 min
+1 point: light "exercise" 20 min
-1 point: sitting 1 hour

A prize in the end for the winner.

How does that sound?

~matu

Ramblings for a change

I had a little adventure today. I dropped off Kaija at 9 to her Friday school and then, instead of heading to the cafe I always go to, I went to the shop. And I bought cookies and ice cream and soda and candy and I ain't even sorry. Now I'm at home and have like 35 minutes before I have to go back to pick up Kaija again. I dunno, I thought I'd share.

Nothing really happens in my life. I don't know what I should talk about. You know what's next week? THE SPN SEASON FINALE. I am not prepared. Nope. I will be a gooey mess on the floor next week.

It's full on summer here, how about there? It's been sunny and warm, although today is kinda cloudy and apparently it might rain in the evening. It's still warm though.

I feel like I should have some sort of profound ideas to share with you, but I really don't. I am in a very unimaginative place right now. My life is the same routine day after week and I don't particularly mind. I should be studying something though.... I have 4 months to complete something worth of 6 credits or whatever and I have not started anything. Some of it can be from a weekend class though, mercifully, but I still should probably do something. Ahh. I also should apparently start arranging my trip back. I got a letter from APIA and it said that I should choose the return date by... mid-June? I think? But yeah. I am terrible and procrastinate all the time and all I do in the evenings is watch PewDiePie's playthroughs, haaaah.

Do you ever feel like not existing? I don't mean like wanting to kill yourself, no, but like you wish that the world would just stop for a moment and you could not exist and then everything would go back to normal and you would continue your daily life. Idk, I'm just so tired all the time.

I really wanna write something cool. Like the dragon story. But there's so much to work out before I can start writing it. I mean the world and the characters and the fucking plot. Like I know kinda what I want to happen, but not really. Maybe I should still just write and see what happens. I do know the beginning, I could start with that. And stories often change since the first draft, don't they. Kill your darlings and all that. But yeah. I'll try and be productive during the weekend and I can tell you about it next week. I have to get going now. Toodles.

Pie out.

Viruses

It's Tuesday now, right?
I've entered a summer vacation mode, so I'm getting mixed up with days. Though I still have two more exams, hoping they'd let in into a university this time.
Fourth time's the charm, right...?

Anyway. This morning I was like "Oh, man, it's Tuesday again, I've just been studying for the past week, I have no idea what to write about."
Then this month's Tiede dropped in through my mail box, and it told me something weird.

Giant viruses.

Ok, so normal viruses are usually something in between 20-300 nm (=1x10^-6 mm) and have less than a dozen genes, because they don't really need more. Literally all they are is a protein coat with some nucleic acid inside.

Kind of about the topic, I could've included this in last week's questions: how do you kill a virus? Or is it just a figure of speech? Because viruses aren't actually ever alive, so technically killing a virus is killing something that was never alive, which I'm not entirely sure is possible.

Anyway.

Sometime in the 1990's e research group found a new virus from inside an amoeba. They first thought it was a bacteria, because it was the size of a bacteria, but DNA analysis showed it was a virus. A huge virus.
At first they didn't believe it. Then they started believing it, but it took years before anyone else believed them.
And I can't blame them, really. The new virus was 750 nm in size and had 900 genes. That's four times the size and 90 times the genetic material as a normal virus.
What?

Then they found another one, also from an amoeba. And another one. And another. Each bigger than the last. It turns out there are viruses bigger than some bacteria. And some of their genes are ones that had never been seen before anywhere in anything.
They're actually thinking that maybe the original nuclei in cells were huge viruses that just fused into an arch bacteria and started working together or something. Maybe. The mitochondria and chloroplasts were originally bacteria fused into other bacteria too, so I don't know. Maybe it's possible.

But just wait, it gets better.

While studying for the biology exam I learned that there are viruses that infect bacteria. Not surprising as such, just one of those thing you never come to think of and then when you do, the reaction is half surprise and half "well, obviously, how did I never realise that".

Anyway, as it turned out, there are viruses, that live in the huge viruses.
I'm serious. Also, they found random DNA, that apparently travelled with the virus in the virus just to hitch a ride, and made the virus in the virus with the help of the virus in the cell multiply itself madly and then hitch another ride somewhere else from a virus in the virus.

What!?

So the world is weird.

That's all for today.

~matu

PS. I don't know if you're following Once Upon a Time, but they just finished the third season (in the US. And internet), and the only thing I have to say is:
Wait... what?

My boring life and 15 more fun facts

I can't believe it's Friday again already. Like wow. It just was Friday. Although this week has been bit of a half-week for me, because Kaija had two doctor's appointments (allergy and dentist, she's not sick) this week and they were both at like 9, so I could sleep in not only on Thursday but on Monday and Wednesday as well. And Maria's parents are coming today around 3 for the weekend so not even today is a full day. Not that I'm complaining.

Anyway.

I would talk to you about Supernatural, but you probably don't wanna hear it. I would talk to you about Eurovision but I haven't actually seen any of the performances yet......... I really wanna talk about July but that's a secret and there really isn't much to say anyway... I haven't really dona anything this week... I've been sleeping a lot. Because I pulled an allnighter again last weekend oops, haha. I've also been watching PewDiePie's videos but you don't really care about video games soooo.... Uhh. I would talk about dragons but I really haven't come up with anything new. My god, I'm a boring fuck aren't I. Ahhh, have more fun facts.

1. Pope Francis has a master's degree in chemistry.
2. In ancient times kisses were used to seal contracts and that is why people kiss at weddings. That is also why you seal a demon deal with a kiss.
3. Mexico's 34th president ruled for less than an hour and then quit.
4. Cleopatra lived closer to the first Moon landing than the building of the Great Pyramids. I know.
5. Velociraptors were only slightly larger than chickens. Really puts Jurassic Park into a new perspective.
6. "Aureate" mean "pertaining to the fancy or flowery words used by poets" and "aubade" is an love song sung at dawn.
7.  Bananas are not only a genetic mutation clones of each other but apparently also berries.
8. Until 1961 it was a crime in the UK to attempt suicide. The punishment was death. Wait, what.
9. China has banned reincarnation without the permission of the government. OK China, OK.
10. Cats' kidneys are so efficient they can rehydrate using seawater.
11.  Lobsters don't age or die (I mean they do die if they are killed, but they don't die of old age) and every time they molt they grow bigger. Theoretically it's possible that somewhere deep in the sea there is a giant lobster that's avoided death for centuries....
12. Printer ink is fucking expensive costs more than Dom Perignon vintage champagne per milliliter. (And that shit is really expensive)
13. If a set of identical twins married another set of identical twins their children would be genetically siblings.
14. The Catholic church owns a media company that publishes pornography and erotica.
15. If the human population held hand around the equator, a significant portion of them would drown.

That's all for me today. I'm sorry I'm boring, I'll try to think of a cool thing to talk about next week. Ta ta.

Pie out.

Questions

As you may have noticed, during the spring I have studied some biology. Five high school courses worth, to be exact. I just finished with the last one a couple of days ago.
Anyway, a lot of it left me with some questions. Mostly about biotechnology, or stuff somehow related to it, because it was the topic I covered last, so it's the one I remember the questions that came to mind. Also, a lot of the questions I got earlier I asked about from a friend or dad, and got an answer already. He would probably know the answers to these ones, too.

*When you get a transplant, you start taking medicine to suppress your immune system, so that it doesn't attack the new organ. But isn't it dangerous? Autoimmune diseases that naturally suppress the immune system are bad, so why is suppressing your immune system on purpose not bad?

*On the same note, do people actually die of AIDS? Meaning do people die of AIDS as such or a cold that they have no way to stop because AIDS has wiped out their immune system? The same way I suppose people don't die of being old, they die because of a simple infection because they're too old to fight it any more. I suppose. Is it possible to die of just being old? And (jumping back to the original question) if people die of colds, then is the cause of death AIDS or a cold?

*Is it possible to have unidentical conjoined twins? What is now known of how conjoined twins form, it's either that the embryo starts to separate, but doesn't part all the way, or that it separates into two that then partly fuse back together. Apparently it is not known, which. Anyway, there are chimeras (that I know you know about), that are people or any other organisms, that have two separate sets of DNA in their cells (not in the same ones), because they were once twins that then fused into one when they were still only lumps of cells. Ok, so if conjoined twins are formed by twins partially fusing together, and it is possible for unidentical twins to fuse completely together, then can there be unidentical conjoined twins?
I actually called dad and asked about this, and he said technically probably yes, but he'd never heard of any. Also, Wikipedia defines conjoined twins as "identical twins joined in the utero". So in the end, I'm left not knowing if it is possible.

*Why does kids' sweat not smell? Ok, sweat as such doesn't actually smell like anything, it's the bacteria feeding on the sweat on the skin that smell bad. And people generally start smelling bad at puberty, so that then you have to start showering more than once a week and using deodorant and all kinds of stuff to stop that smelling. So why don't kids smell? They're lacking the bacteria? If yes, then why, and if not, then what? Or is there another reason than sweat to why kids don't smell the same way as adults? Like hormones and pheromones?

That's the biggest questions from the last few days. My own guess for the answers are: not too bad - no - no, though I really want to know why - there is something particular in sweat that the bacteria eat, and it's secretion only starts at puberty. But I don't actually know. That's why I'm asking. So if you're running low on stuff to write about, you could dig out the correct answers for me.
The problem with me is that I want to know a lot of stuff, but I'm really lazy to start digging up information about the stuff I want to know, which is stupid, since in today's world finding information about anything is ridiculously easy.

Also, after studying all of Finnish high school biology in a couple of months, I am once again completely stunned by DNA. I mean, the structure of DNA isn't all that complicated, since it can be broken down to just a few simple small molecules, and yet it keeps inside it the instructions for... everything. And most of it doesn't even do anything. The portion that actually codes for proteins is tiny compared to the amount of DNA in every single of our cells, which is about two meters per cell. Yes, we have two meters of DNA in every single of our cells. Thinking how small the diameter of DNA is, that is a lot.
The point is I just want to go outside and stare, because that's how amazing is the fact that a something like DNA an do all that you see outside.
I guess this is what religious people feel like when they think about how a god created everything. Though, honestly, I think a single molecule doing all that is way (WAY) more impressive than if it was an omnipotent being, since one of those could literally do anything, so that kind of takes the whole wonder of all this existing away. But a single molecule... wow. That is amazing.

Anyway...
That's all for today. I'll hear from you on Friday.

~matu

Spontaneous fanfic, sue me

Inspired by this.

I didn't know why we had to move. It was stupid, and I told them as much. The entirety of my ten year long life had been uprooted and my parents expected me to be happy about it? No way. I'd sulked the whole way to the new house and after we arrived I tried to hide in the moving truck so that the moving men would accidentally take me back home. They didn't. Mom found me.

"How do you know it's going to be bad when you haven't given it a chance?" she asked and I just groaned and slumped upstairs where "my" room was. Sammy was there, but I shooed him out and slammed the door shut. Sammy had been excited to move but he was only six so what did he know.

I took in my new room. There wasn't much in it yet, a bed, and a wardrobe, and a writing desk in front of the window. The window was slightly ajar and I climbed on the desk to pull it open completely. The neighbor's house was very close to ours and when I looked down I noticed that under my window was a small ledge type part I could stand on. There was also one on the other house, and I could easily step over the small gap between them. The distance down wasn't too bad either, although it was the second floor so I had no intention of jumping down. Maybe if I attached a ladder to the side, I could escape...

"Who are you?"

I looked up at the sound and I noticed another kid in the other house's window. I blinked a few times before throwing my legs over the windowsill and dropping down on the ledge. In a few long steps I was at his window and he took a step back when I leaned through. He had a nice room, it was clean and there were plenty of toys but also books and his bed was really big.

"Nice room," I said and he muttered a small thanks. "'m Dean. What's your name?"

"Castiel," he said.

"That's a funny name. I'm gonna call you Cas," I said and grinned. He frowned a bit but said nothing. Then he came back to the window and peeked out. We could see the moving trucks in front of the house, but only partly.

"Are you my new neighbor? Father said there would be new neighbors this week," Cas asked and looked back at me. I nodded.

"Yup. Me and Sammy and mom and dad. Do you wanna see my room?" I asked and he nodded. "Cool. There isn't much there, but maybe you can help me put all my toys in place."

I was at my own window when I realized Cas hadn't followed.

"What're you waiting for? Come on now." I stepped back to his ledge. He was sitting on the windowsill and looked very uncertain. "It's ok, you won't fall. Here, you can hold my hand." I extended my hand at him and he looked at it, before reaching out and dropping on the ledge. He squeezed my hand tight and I smiled reassuringly as we closed the distance between the windows. I gave him a boost up through my window and he pulled me up after that. Then I pulled him by the hand downstairs where I informed mom that this is Cas, he lives next door and he came to help me unpack my room.

Mom smiled and said "I'm happy you decided to give it a chance," before showing us which boxes were to go in my room. Sammy came to help us too, and he really seemed to like Cas, and after we were finished with my room we helped with Sammy's room as well. Then Cas's mom came over to welcome us to the neighborhood and was very surprised, although happy when he found Cas from the living room.

Cas did leave with his mom, but later that evening I saw him in his window and we climbed on the ledges again and talked for hours. And it wasn't the last time.

~x~

Hahaaaa, I don't know. Nothing happens in my life so I thought I'd write a short story but then it turned into SPN because I have feels about that. THREE MORE EPISODES!!! I can't. Goodbye.

Pie out.