"Momma, today we learned in school about moms and dads... How come I don't have a dad?" Drift asked as he looked up at Susie, sitting by the lit fireplace and reading.
Susie grimaced to herself. She had dreaded the day he'd ask that. She composed herself before replying.
"Drift, you do have a dad, he's just... gone, right now." Susie explained.
"His name was Driscoll, and he was the most beautiful man I ever knew... Also just as powerful as me, but in different areas!"
She used her reality warping to show him what she meant, her story reaching him exactly how she wanted.
"He could control the minds of others, making them do what he want! And he used that to make everyone happy, making them all get along..."
He sees his father, his blue hair ruffled by the crown atop his head. He raises his hand, taking control of a feral bird and making them submit to him.
Susie frowns, one of the only times Drift's ever seen her sad. "Sadly, your father isn't with us anymore."
Drift looked up with confusion and concern. "Wh-What happened to him?"
She sighs. "I don't want to go into specifics, but he's exploring other worlds, alone." She didn't have the heart to tell him how uncertain she was of what she just said.
She sits back down in her chair, going back to reading. "Now, it's late. Go onto your room. Sleep well, honey!"
Drift nods, heading up to his room. "G'night, Momma!" He put on his pyjamas, and headed to bed, dreaming of all the other worlds his dad must be exploring through...