TardisArt

   The passers-by, busy with their evening shopping, didn’t even pay this couple a second glance, though, if they knew the truth, there would be snaps and flashes. Two children, a boy and a girl, were making their way along the snow-clad street.   “Look at that, Kyon!” the girl exclaimed, pointing in the direction of the following street, abuzz with action. “Fireworks!”   “Those are not fireworks, Tally. Those are Christmas lights, Earthlings love ‘em.” No one could guess that they had met first only some dozen of minutes ago.   “Kyon, whatssa Christmas?” Tally asked, turning her

   What could be sweeter than two little boys eagerly waiting for their sitter to read them a bedtime story? Only three little ones, though it was harder from the beginning. But those three never created a mess on intention. Only accidentally. It was hard to take care of them, but pleasant as well. Or what about more?   Tonight Clara had to put more children to bed, because due to some unknown reason heat and electricity had been turned off in almost all neighborhood, apart from two houses - the one which turned into a temporal kindergarten and the next door one (this was due to Peter's father personal interference in house protection). But