"Alright, so no meat for you. I apologize for not thinking of that sooner. I probably should've asked. Maybe we should go straight to the cake and ice cream. How does that sound?" She grinned bashfully, rubbing the back of her neck. So that was something to remember. No animal flesh for Heavenly beings. Big nono.

Lakeya followed Allison, wondering why she was so tired all of a sudden. Maybe him yawning made her tired, but he doubted that. He wondered what her nephews were like, and if they were his age, or older. Maybe they were younger. Whichever it was, if they were anything like Allison, he decided he wanted to meet them.

''I'll be ok.'' He said, a faint, hesitant smile on his lips. ''And... angels aren't so different from people...'' He said, before realizing that they were, in fact, much different. He knew that humans ate meat, they drove in cars for unknown reasons, they didn't have wings, and he wasn't sure, but he doubted they could talk to animals. If they did, they wouldn't really eat animals, would they? He went and sat on the bed anyway, to prove he'd be ok.

Lakeya pulled on the pyjamas, before slipping under the covers and falling asleep almost instantly. After a rather pleasant dream of flying and dogs, things took a turn for the worse.
Lakeya was stroking a black labrador when everything went black. He blinked, and when he opened his eyes, he was there. In the place where every angel was banned from entering. The Demonic Cavern. He walked forward, albeit unwillingly, yet he couldn't stop himself. He walked deeper, and heard a noise. Looking to his left, he wanted desperately to close his eyes, for he knew what he'd find. He couldn't, though. He saw it then. A little girl, black hair, green eyes. That was the moment he broke the biggest rule of all. He spoke to a demon. All he did was mumble a small 'hello', but it was enough. The demons childish appearance disipated, and a monster grew from it. It was now ten feet tall, black skinned, with glowing red eyes. It kept the vague figure of a human, but spines and tendrils slithered around its figure like snakes. Its mouth elongated, into something resembling a crocodiles, with hundreds of foot long, razer sharp teeth, and it opened it wide and snapped at Lakeya.
Lakeya screamed, a scream so loud, shrill, and harsh, that if anyone were to be standing within a few feet of him, they would have been literally deafened. As it was, it would have left ringing in the ears of anyone else who were within a hundred feet. Glass shattered everywhere, and the scream lasted for about ten seconds before he realized what he was doing and shut it off. He pulled his legs up to his chest, and rested his chin on his knees, his violet eyes streaking tears down his face as he stared forwards.

Lakeya kept staring forward, didn't even notice her walk into the room, barely noticed as she pulled him into an embrace and began speaking softly to him. He pulled himself out of his trance, and shook and trembled in her arms. He hugged her back, wrapping his arms around her neck and trying to sit as close to her as he could. It was all just a dream, he was safe now, Allison was here and she'd make everything ok for him again.

 Tears still streaking down his cheeks, he looked up at her and decided. Plucking up the courage to ask was the hardest part. Lips trembling, his voice followed suit, but he said it loudly enough that she could hear, if only just. ''Allison,'' He mumbled, pausing for a moment before continuing, ''Can I sleep with you tonight?'' After saying that, he put his head back down and tried to sleep again, hoping she'd say yes. He wanted so badly for her to say yes, even though he thought she probably wouldn't.

Lakeya snuggled in as close to her as he dared when she slid in beside him. As she sang the old, strange song, he began drifting off into sleep, his curious mind still ticking away anyway. These humans were a strange bunch. The only music he had where he came from was plainchant, with very little dynamics or rhythm. Sure the voices were angelic and beautiful, but not as nice as what Allison was singing.
His mind finally went blank, his tired eyes finally shut, just as she finished. He felt a sort of comfort through his dreams after about a minute, but put that down to Allison being with him. After a few moments of blankness, his dreams began. This time, though, they weren't night terrors or memories. They were what he imagined the human children lived like, happiness and no worries that if you broke the rules you'd be sent to a strange place where people would try to hurt you; No head-angel drilling into you about how you must put all life before your own; And no one telling him that if he so much as thought an evil thought, his wings would fall off.
No, he dreamed of dogs, of being a bird, of flying over high chasms, of riding aback a wild horse...

[[Feel free to time skip if you want. ^_^]]

That night Allison dreamt of her own childhood, raised in a house that worshipped the Old Gods in a world where such things were thought cultish and evil. She'd been taught from a young age the role of a high priestess, matriarch of her faith. And so her dreams were sweet, filled with the aroma of incense, the glow of the full moon, and the taste of sweet wine.

When she awoke a white cat was curled between them, purring softly. Allison smiled automatically, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Good morning Artemis." The cat smiled at her with big gold eyes, then lept from the bed. Giggling at her pet's mercurial moods she turned to the sleeping angel, sighing. "And good morning to you as well, Little Bird."

Lakeya followed Allison into the other room, and picked up the clothes from the bed holding them in his arms. His head tilted slightly, he thought for a moment before asking her what was on his mind. ''What does my wings bound mean?'' He asked, thinking it was another human thing. How strange all these different human customs were. He liked the thought of seeing something beautiful, though.

"Bound, like wrapped up tight. Like right now, how they're wrapped in bandages. They can't move, so they're bound." She hoped that she'd given a good enough eplanation, and went to her room to change. For today she wore her favorite pink skinny jeans, black t-shirt and gray Chuck Taylors, pulling her hair into a pony tail before going to check on Lakeya.