[For Arya] Dated November 1st.
Being a kid again had been fun, even John thought he might have overdone the candy a little. He felt a little hungover, but still kind of hyper, if that was even possible. At least he'd only stayed a kid for a day, and his leg was fine enough that he could jog short distances on it. He wouldn't be running his regular route every morning for a few more weeks, but it was all enough to have his good mood stay with him.
Of course, he'd also promised Arya a present when he was grown up again, and John Sheppard never backed out of a deal. He had a duffel bag slung over his shoulder as he reached Summerfell, and he was in such a good mood about being able to walk to Summerfell without pain that he wouldn't really mind if Arya wasn't there. He'd just keep walking until he found her.
Luckily, Nymeria was there. She was better than a bell around Arya's neck any day. "Hey, girl. Where's Arya?"
Of course, he'd also promised Arya a present when he was grown up again, and John Sheppard never backed out of a deal. He had a duffel bag slung over his shoulder as he reached Summerfell, and he was in such a good mood about being able to walk to Summerfell without pain that he wouldn't really mind if Arya wasn't there. He'd just keep walking until he found her.
Luckily, Nymeria was there. She was better than a bell around Arya's neck any day. "Hey, girl. Where's Arya?"