Sprocket POV
Nugget was a child, but a strong-willed one, cute as a button.
When Skittle asked him if he remembered what she said, she gained the attention of the whole table.
None of us expected Nugget to climb off Skittle's lap and onto Nightingale's. Now, only Nightingale can stuff this up, or do the work that Skittle had done to get him to sit on her lap to work out. It was obvious that both were unsure what to do, and in Nugget's fashion, he turned his attention away from the elephant in the room, onto his toy, easily distracted as a child should be.
"Behave, and you know where to find me if you need me," Skittles said softly to Nugget, who looked up at her and waved goodbye, a smile on his face.
"What would you like to do?" I asked as we headed to the car park.
"Move my bike o
