Kaldur pov

I had the day off and went to visit Butch and Remy's music shop. I go there sometimes when I want to play my guitar or piano. I give lessons to Butch's son Remy sometimes. He is a sweet guy along with his father. They are like family to me.

"Uncle Butch. Remy. I am home." I call out.

"Hey there is my favorite fish stick." Remy teased lightly.

He gives me a hug and a kiss on both cheeks. I know it was a little weird at first but then I found out he was from Italy and grew up doing it his whole life and it just stop being weird.

"Hello Remy. Where is Uncle Butch?"

"He is back at the club. He'll be there tonight."

"Of course. I just need a nice place to learn a new song."

"Ah. Alright you know where to go. I'll be up and downstairs from time to time. Working on organizing the place."

"I can help if you wish."

"I will call if I need anything. I'll see you in a bit." He said as he ran down the stairs.

I laugh slightly and found my spot next to the window. I turned on my iPod on the loop on "Here Comes the Sun" by the Beatles. My mother used to hum that to me when I was little. It is like a tribute to her I guess. I start to work on the song for about an hour or two and I haven't felt this relaxed in weeks. I look at the clock and realize I was going to be late for my next destination. I pop up out of my seat and head downstairs to tell Remy I was leaving. I get downstairs to see him blasting his music on the speakers and working on a file cabinet. I walk up to him and tap his shoulder. He jumps almost to the moon with a yelp as I start to laugh.

"Not funny fishboy. What do you want?" He said with a frown on his face.

"I have to get to the studio and I wanted to inform you. Do you wish for me to stay longer to help?"

"No. I'm good I'll see you when I see you." He gave me a hug and kiss on the cheeks as I head up. I grab my guitar and place it with my bag. I grab both my bags here and heed out the door.

"Goodbye Remy. See you tonight." I shouted hopping he would hear me.

"Later Kaldur." He shouted back. I walk out of the store with my backpack and head to the studio.