Siren's POV:

Icarus caught me spying on him, so I did what any reasonable hero would do. I told him why I was there and left.

While we're on the topic, that's a shit name. Why would anyone name themselves after a foolish Greek character that died?

At home Phil was waiting in the kitchen for me to return.
"Wil! Why are you back so early? Icarus's patrol doesn't end for another 27 minutes and 43 seconds. Is everything okay?" Phil asked, checking his watch.

"You're sounding pretty stalkerish Phil. And hey Wil." Techno said from his spot on the couch, where he was reading the Odyssey, again.

"Hey Tech, hey dad. Everything's fine. Icarus saw me and I didn't want to scare him too much so I just left." I reassured Phil.

Phil sighed "Sorry boys... Instincts..."

Techno put his arm around on Phil's shoulders. 

Wait... When did Techno get over here? Wasn't he just on the couch?

"It's alright Phil. You can't always control 'bird brain'." he said.

I always found it funny calling his bird instincts 'bird brain'. As an avian it's kinda just part of him. I bet Icarus is like that too. 

"Group hug! Group hug!" I chanted, closing in on them.

And that's how our night went. We watched a movie and Techno and I preened Phil's wings. We loved each other and our time together, but we weren't really a complete flock. We were still missing a 'fledgling', as Phil called him. We would never really be a complete family until we had Icarus and no one would stop us from getting him.

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The morning sun poured on my face as I walked through the streets on my way to a local café. I walked in and ordered a London fog and waited. The door opened with a chime, announcing the arrival of a teen and a 5(?) year old boy. The kid sat down and the teen started walking to the counter. The cashier handed me the caffeinated drink. I muttered a thanks and turned.

"Oof!" I accidentally bumped into the teen and spilled some of my drink on him.

"I'm so sorry! Are you ok? Here let me help." I offered him my hand and he accepted.

"I'm alright. Thanks..." He said and went to go around me.

"Let me buy you a drink! It's the least I can do." I offered.

He looked like he was considering it before a look of annoyance crossed his face before it returned back to a hopeful look.

"Alright. But warning, I'm ordering for him too." The teen said, looking over at the boy, who in response waved.

"That's no problem." And so I bought them their order and the teen invited me to sit with them, probably out of feeling obligated.

The teen, whose name I learned to be Tommy, quickly signed to the boy. I assumed the boy was deaf and/or mute.

Tommy and the boy, Shroud, were fun to hang out with. When Tommy would swear he would never sign it to make sure it was appropriate for Shroud, which I thought was sweet. Tommy was an overall funny dude and a good kid. 

But while I enjoyed myself in a warm, cozy café telling jokes with Tommy and Shroud, I knew that Icarus was out there somewhere, possibly alone or sad. I bet Tommy would like Icarus; they seem pretty alike in some ways. I would do anything to know Icarus was safe, but for now I'll leave the mother henning to Phil and enjoy my time with Tommy.

Techno's POV:

"WHY NOT!?" Wilbur whined.

"What's goin' on?" I asked, as I walked into the room.

"Wil wants to adopt a boy he met at a café today." Phil said in that annoyed but calm parenting voice.

"So?" I said drawing out the o.

"So he might have a family, and we're already adopting Icarus." Phil scolded.

"I don't even want Icarus! He seems boring! Tommy's funny! Plus Tommy looked thin and exhausted! If he does have a 'family' then they might be mistreating him!" Wilbur argued.

Phil just sighed.

"Do you have any way of meeting this kid again?" I asked.

Wil nodded.

"Then tomorrow I'll go with you and give my opinion on the kid." I said, earning a look from Phil.

And that was that.

The next morning, Wil and I left the house at 8am, despite my best efforts to convince him not to wake up at the crack of dawn. We made our way to the café and Wil's eyes lit up upon seeing a blonde child sitting at a table.

"Tommy! Hey!" Wil called out.

Tommy had a small smile on his face. 

He was a blonde teen, thin, and fair skinned. He was decently tall, perhaps 5'12. His blue eyes were bright, yet dull. It was clear the kid had seen some shit.

"Hey Wil!"

He noticed me and turned to gaze at me, analyzing me, like he was trying to determine if I was a threat. He seemed to have found whatever he wanted as he let go of the up tight posture.

"Tommy, this is my twin Techno!" Wilbur said, putting his arm around my shoulder which I immediately shrugged off.

"Hi." He said, he glared daggers at me, it seemed like a tactic to seem stronger and more dangerous. Which is fair, he doesn't know me.

We sat down and after only a few minutes of being there I realized something.

Now most of my family may be oblivious but I'm not. After weeks of watching Icarus, I knew every movement by heart. I could recognize Tommy's mannerisms, speech tones, and overall behavior. It was Icarus.