First of all, to the anon "ME" who left me 18 reviews at once in an effort to push this story toward 1000, you are SO sweet. Thank you so much. You actually made me tear up a little bit. :') This first drabble was actually written after I had finished all the drabbles for this story, but a number of you wanted some farewell Fax, so I decided to oblige. This bonus drabble, which I imagine taking place in Nevermore, is dedicated to all of my reviewers, who have made me laugh and smile and tear up and feel ALL the feels over the years.
We land effortlessly on the city sidewalk, catching the attention of passersby.
Kids always smile and wave excitedly whenever we appear. Some adults are still wary of us, but at least they don't freak out or call the police. Usually.
A lot has changed.
After an afternoon of flying, Fang is now pulling me by the hand toward a restaurant that apparently has killer bacon cheeseburgers and chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. He knows the way to my heart.
He's into month number three of making things up to me, and as much as I hate to admit it, today is earning him major points.
I never thought things would end up this way, because I try to be a realist. Fang, however, is a closet optimist, so I really don't think he's all that surprised.
I don't know how long this will last—the safety of the flock, the lives of the flock…
But for now, especially since I know everything is temporary, I'm going to enjoy it.
We're going to enjoy it.
And finally, I give you the namesake drabble of the series, which I planned a long time ago. It is inspired by the song "Give a Little Bit," originally by Supertramp and covered by a number of musicians, my favorite version being by the Goo Goo Dolls. These drabbles were my way of giving a little bit of love to you all with every update.
Home is the place where we are together again.
Give a Little Bit
A little bit.
That's all he wanted.
And in the end, that's all he got.
An angel shoved into a demon's body.
All he wanted was a little bit of loyalty. A little bit of attention. A little bit of love.
Love disguised as hate lost its mask, and I was left with a broken little boy who would do anything for me. Who did everything for me.
I don't regret standing up for him, taking his side.
I only regret that there wasn't more time so that I could give him what he deserved: more than a little bit.
Now, I have two missions.
One: save the world.
Two: give a little bit of myself to the people around me, and then some, because that's what they deserve.
See, Ari? I haven't forgotten you this time.
I won't ever again. I promise.
You're right here with me, in all of my smiles, in the beat of my wings, in every punch to the gut I give.
Don't forget me either, okay, Ari?
I'm coming soon, and we'll fly together, for miles and miles until we reach the ends of heaven and back.
We're on our way back home.
Thank you all a million times over. Message me anytime, for a conversation, for a prayer, anything. I love you all, and God bless.