Snippet #2354765

Ackley Bee

Ackley paused as he looked up to Dalzell, attempting to quietly gather his thoughts at that moment while all the same trying to become more at ease with his oddly sporting friend. Smiling just then, the small boy offered a friendly grin to his newfound acquaintance before turning to face the other students and their teacher, who continued on with their orientation. Once it was all done with Ackley hesitated briefly when concerned with the register, debating with himself on whether to join the class, and what the subject would involve by doing so.

After a minute or two worth of thoughts, Ackley just shrugged off his initial anxiety and signed his name down on the register, after Dalzell. When turning to the boy Ackley promptly answered, “Sure. Outside sounds good.”

Heading outside Ackley remained close to the brown haired boy, his previous worries still lingering somewhat. As they reached the football field the short master sighed quietly.

“Hey, Dalzell, is sports really all that great?” Ackley pondered with a slight frown. “Until now, I have never played any sports, at all. I was wondering what was so good about it? Even my maid is very much involved with gymnastics and all of that. Everyone seems to be into it.” Tilting his head a little he turned to face the boy. “That reminds me, have you found a maid or butler yet? Everyone needs one.”