The Fibonacci Sequence

Chapter 1: The Long way Home

Tyre marks signalled the spot where their other car usually was parked. Magnus' sports car was impeccably well kept with nice leather interiors. Alec's on the other hand...

Magnus looked up to the house, taking in the potted flowers by the door, the welcome mat on the ground and the sight into the kitchen window in front of him; a tray of cookies cooling on the counter. He gestured to Honey to pull her head in and rolled up both of their windows. After pulling his keys from the ignition, his face screwed up and he turned to see what had been digging into him for the past few minutes. He laughed softly to himself, mumbling Honey's release command as he pulled her harness over his head, the ring of a pink pacifier now held in his mouth.

"Go on," he mumbled, popping open Honey's door to let her out. She jumped out excitedly, running over to wait by Magnus and Alec's front door. Magnus reached behind the front seats, trying not to spill his groceries out of two brown paper bags. Still holding the pacifier in his mouth, he reached over to the seat next to him, trying not to show a wide grin as he flipped open the little shoebox. The black boots inside were a tiny version of his own, three red gems on the side. He closed the lid again and balanced them on top of his bag of groceries, thankful that he was having a good day with his arm and wouldn't need to do two trips. After checking in the mirror that he was presentable, he climbed out, using his side to close the door and repeating with the one he had opened for Honey.

There were a few steps up to the front door and Magnus adjusted the things in his hands as he walked up them quickly. There was no reason for rushing but sometimes he found a simple joy in being healthy with nothing holding him back.

As he reached the last step, Magnus' phone started ringing from his back pocket. He growled in frustration, his mouth and hands still occupied for all the wrong reasons. The song was Alec's favourite piece of classical music and Magnus bobbed his head, turning once before he could set his stuff down. One of the bags tipped up as he pulled the pacifier from his mouth, reaching for his phone. An apple dropped out and Honey bumped it with her nose. "Go on then," Magnus mumbled. He pressed the green button on his phone as he tried to grab the right key and Honey picked up the apple; her soft mouth not even making a dent. She wagged her tail and jumped around excitedly as Magnus screwed up his face, the phone going straight to voicemail. He leaned down to stroke Honey's ears before sliding his key into the front door.

Magnus let Honey go first, the green apple shining in her mouth. He followed behind her, lifting his bags and the shoebox to set them down on the kitchen Island.

Magnus' eyes widened at the sight of his living room and kitchen. Understandably, he'd had a few cake orders to fill in and had been occupied the past few days; plus he'd been needed to work at the school, but he hadn't realised how much the place needed to be cleaned.

Stepping over a pile of building blocks, he grabbed the can of fish food that was on the counter. He phoned Alec back again, walking over to shake the container into the large tank that stood next to the bookshelf. Him and Alec had never really been ones for watching the TV that was up on the wall of the living area, preferring a novel each or to sit and talk in the kitchen. However, they often enjoyed sitting there and watching the numerous goldfish swimming around. The smaller members of the family loved them just as much.

As the speaker declared that Alec's phone had gone to voicemail again, Magnus looked up in defeat, picking up several drawings off the kitchen floor before pinning them back up on the fridge.

"What do you think, girl? Ah, well, I suppose it's nice to have a home that looks lived in." Honey tilted her head as she lay on the tiles, crunching her apple between her teeth. "Yes, I suppose we better pick a few things up before someone falls." Magnus quirked his eyebrows. "Plus me and your dad have some business to attend to tonight and I'd like things to be... presentable. Don't you agree?"