Go into hiding . . . Is that truly our only option?
Noticing Eerie's leave, I followed her through the tunnels to her home, where she began packing a bag for the journey.
"You are planning of coming?" asked my friend.
"I suppose I have to," I replied, "If de Chagney remembers recent faces as well as past wrongdoings, neither of us are safe."
I sighed aloud as Eerie stuffed her suitcase beyond the bursting point.
"My only worries dwell in the grotto, and go by the names of Georgia, Spring, Billy, Annie . . ."
Eerie slammed shut her suitcase as I wearily named off my urchins.
"I'm sure one of the Resistace members would be happy to look out for them." suggested Eerie.
"No member of the Resistance would be willing to Heimlich a little boy choking on a rat tail!"
Eerie cringed at the thought of it. "Well, you should at least attempt to find someone . . ."
I nodded wearily and sped off to the Resistance base.
Several hours later . . .
"Yer leavin again'?" wined Georgia.
"Yes, but don't worry, @Ava_Tinnight1 is a very nice-"
"Ya don't normal lev fer a day and tell some other chap to feed us, we can take care o ourselves!" snapped Billy.
I sighed in irritation, "It's because I'm not going to be leaving for just a day, I don't know how long I'll be gone, and since winter is on it's way, wouldn't you have food rations then try to scavenge every morning?"
Billy scowled darkly at Ava and crossed his arms. Ava smiled and laughed nervously.
"Ye don't know ow long ye'll be gone?" wailed Annie, "But we need ya, Mithy!"
"I'm sure I'll be back soon, Annie," I said, kneeling down to hug the child.
"Whre you goin den?" asked Spring, looking suspiciously at Ava.
"A forest, far far away from here, but don't worry, I'll bring all of you back something." I promised them.
I hugged all my little friends good bye before turning to Ava. "Thank you so much for doing this for me, Ava!" I pulled the bewildered babysitter into a hug. "I hope it goes well!"
Ava nodded, "This trip that you're going on . . . why so soon?" she asked.
"I'll tell you in time," I replied.
Or the Phantom might, one never knows . . .