Child Spy and Son

Date: 11/12/2016

I was a young child, and against my families best wishes, and their attempt to control me, I began going on spy missions. Real ones, not pretend, but real ones with an organization and orders and such. My first mission was to give a message to a boy, a young man really, some snobby rich man's son. I did manage to get myself invited up to the suite by the father, I played sick, and got the invitation. The son was stuck there during their stay, grounded. He had body guards and the place was bugged, cameras and microphones. My job was to convince him to find the sun. I think it was code for something, that he would know it one day when he came to it, symbolic or guiding. I wasn't given much more to work with, just this. In the beginning I pretended I hadn't seen the sun, like I'd been stuck in a deep dark hole my whole life, and I was suddenly free and entranced by it. I let this to dictate the personality I played. It did work but the personality was difficult, kinda crazy and hard to stay in, like Luna lovegood on tranquilizers. I slept a bit, talked about myself, did a lot to make the boy think I was just plain weird. He wasn't very likable himself. And he made a huge mess in the hotel, like it was his right to dirty every surface. I was headed for the right time to tell him about the sun, and then he left the hotel suite to go into the mall, it was attached, with his body guard. I took advantage of that to go buy him a necklace or a pin a thing which was manly but would represent the sun. It's funny but what I actually bought was a moon. It still felt like the sun but it was clearly the shape of a crescent moon. I packaged it, it was his birthday, that day or soon. I had been there a few days. And I cleaned up around the hotel. My aunt showed up trying to take my place, doing it differently, trying to take over my job and doing it horribly. I managed to throw her out before he got back. He came back and a bunch of stuff happened all at once, he got suspicious of me, he and his body guard, and i found some important historical documents inside the piles of stuff he left lying around, pro ably belonged to his father, but indicated he was more special than I thought previously, and they were packing, to leave. I was about to lose my timing. I did manage to give him his present after everything was packed up, and told him about the sun/moon thing. I suppose I told him this reminded me to always go toward the sun, by hanging on to the moon. Then the dream ended abruptly.