Henry Daniel.

@RegalCorruption — after all, therefore he would try to save it for the last minute.

@RegalCorruption “No, I just figured that you—“ the boy stopped mid sentence, as he scurried back inside the house. With a soft over exaggerated sigh, he started to unzip his jacket. “I didn’t have any homework..” It was somewhere tucked away inside of his bedroom. It was the weekend —

No school tomorrow due to the weather — so, of course this meant that he wouldn’t finish his project tonight. Instead he decided to, layer himself up with the proper gear to go outside to build himself a snowman. He snatched a scarf from his mother’s closet, a carrot —

@RegalCorruption His body was already half way out the door when the familiar voice stopped him dead in his tracks. He used his free hand to uncover his mouth as he crept back inside. “Outside! I want to build a snowman.”

@withhotcocoa "Henry!" Regina calls out as she spots a mop of brown hair rushing out the kitchen. "Where do you think that you're going?" Her son may be old enough now to go play outside with the other children of the block but she still wants him to at least inform her before sneaking out.

@RegalCorruption « you hear that?"

@RegalCorruption « sleep." Even though he found it to be rather difficult to confide in her at times, the boy was terrified of whatever seemed to be keeping him awake. And there it was again. The sound that brought him in her room in the first place. "Did »

Henry jolted out of bed when he heard the tree branch against his window, already half way down the hall when he stopped in the doorway of @RegalCorruption’s room. He tightened the grip he held on the blanket that was wrapped around his frame while he contemplated his next move.

sᴘᴏᴏᴋʏ ᴀᴅᴠᴇɴᴛᴜʀᴇs.

Knows his mother wouldn’t allow him to eat them, but his mouth is still watering over the spicy food. twitter.com/itsfoodporn/st…

@RegalCorruption He seemed to be unsure on whether or not he should allow his mother into the fort, but he couldn’t resist asking in case she wanted to tear it down. It would be impossible for her to destroy something he adored, if he were still inside of it. “Yes, I’m sure. You can come inside.”

@withhotcocoa -- speak to her.

The little boy stole a couple of the pillows from @RegalCorruption’s bed, so he could complete his fort in the living room.

@RegalCorruption He glanced up from the tablet in front of him, a soft grin graced pink lips when he spotted his mother. “Come in?”

@withhotcocoa The first thing Regina sees when she gets home from work that night is Henry's pillow fort in the living room. After hanging her coat on the rack, the brunette slowly makes her way over there before bending over to peak inside. "Henry?"

“Look at this! @RegalCorruption — please?” twitter.com/itsfoodporn/st…

@RegalCorruption “Hmmm. You have no idea what you’re missing out on. It sounds delicious.” He pulled himself away from the embrace after a couple more minutes, his gaze drifted toward the plastic helicopter in his hands.

@withhotcocoa "I--" Regina shakes her head and turns her attention toward Henry. "No, I don't." She finally replies, her face betraying her conflicting feelings. This has to be the first time in a week that Henry's so much as addressed her. "David might want some."

“Can I put cheese on the broccoli?”

@RegalCorruption With a cheesy grin plastered across innocent features, the little boy offered the older brunette a tight squeeze. “Are you going to put cheese on your broccoli?”

@withhotcocoa Regina turns around to give him a look but his big brown eyes staring up at her make her give in. "Fine, but just a slice."

“That sounds gross. Can I have something else?”