flowers for algernon

Indigo succeeded in surprising his mother, she hadn’t even realized that it was him as a bouquet the whole time! He didn’t have to spend much effort convincing her that he was indeed her son and not an inanimate flower, but he kind of liked the nickname that she gave him. He even liked looking beautiful. One day he might argue the description, but right now he adored it.

”I want you to have pretty things.” He explained as he pressed his nose against hers and basked in her love. Indy just wanted to see him momma smile, he hated the look she’d given them on the beach the day Asla went into the water. He only wanted to make her smile and never frown at him again. He’d make her proud and love her forever.

”Really?” He asked as he doubted that he could be better at anything than his daddy. ”Better than Daddy’s?” He was excited at the thought, and it boosted his confidence in himself considerably.