by: Playing Grounded

Guest in the Nest

At that moment, the youngest owlet squawked out, “Hey! Who finished my puzzle? Mom, she finished my puzzle!”

“I didn’t touch your puzzle, you grubby little larva!” the elder sibling retorted harshly. “I’ve got my own puzzle if I want…huh, who’s been working on my puzzle? Mother!”

“Lydia, you know I didn’t touch your puzzle. My feathers are full of chores to do around here. I’ve no time for games. Which reminds me, Lydia, I need you to set the table for supper. So all of you, please find somewhere else to play with your puzzles.”

“Mom!” the littlest owl protested. 

“Hermes, do as I say, and no squabbling about it!”

“But Olivia, you know the light is better in…,” Archimedes stopped mid sentence as Mrs. Owl shot him a sideways glance, the feathers furrowing on her brow, and then disappeared into the kitchen with her bundle.

Having lost the argument, the big owl sheepishly shuffled up to the table of his neat rows of perfectly stacked pieces only to realize that one of them was missing from its place. “Hmm…,” he murmured peering over the bridge of his glasses. “It appears that we have had an uninvited guest in our nest!”

Part 6: Goldi-chan and the Three Puzzles