Becoming the Luna

Dream doesn't hesitate before throwing a shoe at Darian's head, his aim deadly accurate and if it weren't for the Warrior's quick reflexes, he would have been hit... hard.

"Don't make me come off as hysterical!" Dream yells at him, incredibly upset at his brother's underhanded tactics to discredit him. "How can you say something like that with no context whatsoever??"

"Calm down, darling, please tell me what's going on?" Dia tries to placate, Dream looks like he might like to cry and she didn't know who to side.

"I got a job, the circumstances are a little strange because I was supposed to have a week to decide and I wanted to talk to you before then, after I had checked it out and made a decision." Dream starts to explain, voice trembling as he holds tight the second leg of the shoe he had thrown at Darian.

"The previous secretary had to leave sooner than planned for and so you see why I had to make a decision on the spot, it requires me moving to the Pack House, I'm not living with Dale." He clarifies, voice hard.

Dia gulps, what was she to do? She couldn't send her precious baby to the midst of wolves but she could also see the rage behind his burning eyes, if she said anything wrong she was losing him.

"So you got a job?" She asks in excitement, hoping that Dream doesn't see it's forced.

Dream loosens up at this, his walls coming down slightly. "Well, yes... Sorta, it's just until Erin comes back which should be a couple months at most." He waves the shoe in his hand in his intensity.

Dia shares a discreet look with Darian at this, silently pleading with him to let her handle this.

"Isn't it a little sudden to be moving into his Pack House, I mean you could stay at our Pack House, I'm sure Hayden would be happy to have you." Dia moves closer to him, her steps soft.

Dream pondered over this for a while, it was actually the smartest solution because he could never be sure when it came to Dale's Pack members but call him an idiot because he wanted to be independent for the first time in his life.

"I know it's sudden but I'll be fine." Dream reassures his mom, crossing the distance between them to take her hands in his. "Besides as you said, Hayden is just a couple hallways away, I could just go over to his place."

Dia's hands were tied, what else could she say? Dream wasn't in the wrong and they couldn't simply stop him from going just because they didn't like the members of Dale's Pack.

If anything, Dream was being the bigger person by giving them a second chance.

She just pulled him into a tight hug, her eyes burning with unshed tears. "You'll come stay over on weekends won't you?" She implored, a last minute tactic.

"Of course!" Dream is quick to accept, unhappy with the way his mom's scent softened with tears. "I'll also visit the bakery." He decides resolutely, returning her warm hug.

"Alright." Dia says in a painful whisper. "Good luck, darling." She cheers him on, hiding her glassy eyes, she didn't want to make him feel guilty which she knew would be the case if Dream saw her tears.

"I need to go prepare dinner now, Heather is coming over later." She excuses vaguely, leaving Dream to his antics.

Darian was squirming in his skin but he said nothing, his mom had signalled him to say nothing anyway but that was to Dream not to her, he decided, going out with his mom.

"Alright?" He whisper yells as soon as they were out of earshot. "That's all you're going to say to him, alright?"

"Hush, Darian." Dia is quick to say, leading the way to the kitchen. "Dream is an adult and all of his life we have told him to hide who he is and stay away from the world, let's be grateful it's this and not something worse like him running away."

"Mom!" Darian exclaims, still refusing to see reason.

"Darian." She repeats in a warning tone, going to the fridge to bring out the ingredients for dinner.

"We won't discuss this anymore, you and DD are living over at the Pack House now right? Especially you, please watch over your little brother." She implores with sad eyes. "He would never come home for help, you should know, he's as proud as you are."

Darian curses under his breath, slamming a fist against the tiled wall. "Fine, mom, I'll do that." He accepts grudgingly, still visibly upset.

Dia sighs wearily, coming over to engulf him in a bear hug although he was easily twice her size. "Try to not beat anyone up okay." She reminds him, wagging a finger at him.

Darian looked up at the ceiling, pouting slightly, no one, especially Dream, needed to know that he was the reason people stayed away from him in highschool.

"I regret nothing." He mutters to his mom, kissing her forehead.

"Of course you don't but this time, Dream is going to find out and he's going to make you eat your words." She says to him, turning away to grab an apron.

"Sure." Darian agrees drily. "I'll take Dream to the devil then."

"Don't be so dramatic, plus won't you come back for dinner?" She invites her eldest son. "I know Dream wouldn't want to stay."

Darian makes a face, "Heather will be around? Hard pass." He says shortly.

Dia places her hands on her waist on exasperation. "If you're so averse to people this way how are you ever going to find a decent mate?" 

Darian looks away, pushing a hand through his hair, a flash of red hair sweeping through his mind at his mom's words. "I told you mom, I'm not getting mated, you should get started on your meal, it's getting late." He says quickly, going over to kiss her forehead and make his way out.