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VI

Andrew was scared when his mother took him out of kindergarten early, still hot but he was glad not to be with all those gossips that he had as classmates, his hands were squeezing his mother's who due to the terrible weather was sweaty, or so he thought.

Azul had not appeared after that fight and the jet was feeling bad, guilty, his chest hurt as if he had been hit hard, he did not want to think about that so much because now he was worried about where his mother was taking him who with him A frown made him sit in the chair of a doctor's office, they sighed tiredly from the walk that, despite being short, they hated walking a lot as if it were already genetic

-Mom, where are we?

-At the doctor, Andy ... your teacher said you were wrong and that you should have a check-up right here ...- the mother pressed her forehead with her index finger, who looked at her with a frown pucker

-I do not understand

-You'll understand, baby ...- A man came out of one of the rooms looking at some papers that he had in his hand

-You are Andrew Cooper's mother, right? -He asked with a smile as the lady got up from her place along with her son

-So is…

-Perfect, come to the office we will do some psychological tests, nothing you should worry about

The mother nodded and grabbed her son's hand to enter the office with him, which had several paintings hanging as decoration, the colors were so sophisticated, white, black, brown ...

-It smells like vanilla ...- Andrew whispered as he sat down in front of the doctor's desk who sat down after closing the door.

-Well, her teacher said that she needed an appointment here because her behavior is something peculiar, isn't it? -She again noticed the papers that were now on her desk

-That's right- spoke the mother stroking the dark hair of her son, something that she did not usually do but that comforted the nerves that Andrew had before the look of that man

-Okay, Andrew, I'm Dr. Serrat, but you can call me whatever color you like the most- The minor was somewhat confused but then he saw the subject's clothing and nodded

-Wood…

-Wood? Isn't it brown? -Asked the mother looking with a confused face at her son, he quickly denied

-It looks like a red mixed with brown but also with a little yellow, it is like an oak tree- the doctor nodded several times noting what he said in one of his notebooks that he had near him

-Very interesting, tell me, Andrew, do you also call your friends by a specific color? -The minor nodded with some distrust but sure when he remembered the blond boy

-Would you tell me who he is?

-Azul ... -At that moment Andrew felt someone squeeze his hand with some fear, when he looked to his side he saw the little blonde with watery eyes

-Don't leave me, Andy

VII

The presence and the details that Andrés de Azul gave made the two older ones look surprised at the little one, but the mother was embarrassed by the details she gave about the encounter with Azul, even so, the doctor downplayed it in front of the minor. . .

-Azul is a very nice name, it sounds very special

-He has blue eyes, they are like a galaxy with millions of stars

-Is she a girl? - The minor denied

-He is a boy, blond and very cute.

-Can you draw it for me? Andrew denied it and went straight to his kindergarten backpack to get a neatly folded sheet from there.

-I already drew it, he likes this drawing- Little Azul, who was looking at everything from a small seat in the corner, began to applaud with admiration the artwork of his friend, who filled the one in front of him with pride; The mother then had a slight memory of her son drawing and speaking to himself, at that moment her husband had convinced her that it was something his age and that it was only because they did not spend so much time with him, now ... she was doubting all that

-Your drawing is very cute, Andrew, you can play in the chairs there, there are blocks and others in the box next to you

-Don't you have another chair? Is that Azul is sitting there

-Can't they share it?

-I think so

-Okay, go and talk to Azul while I point out some things to your mom- The boy nodded and walked towards his friend who gave him the chair to sit on, Andrew gladly accepted and made Azul sit on his lap

-Andy ...

-Dad does this with mom when he did something wrong ...- he commented almost in a whisper, only for his tender friend to hear it as if it were a secret.

-I'm sorry I yelled at you ...- he said suddenly causing the blonde to smile and caress his black hair

-You are forgiven, Andy- Then both children forgot about the matter from before and immersed themselves in a little chat while they drew.

The older ones, however, looked at the younger ones calmly, sighing without knowing why.

-My son is fine?

-I can't be sure, his son has an imaginary friend from what I deduced while talking about Azul, their relationship is somewhat romantic for children, and the circumstance of when she met him leaves a bad taste in her mouth. ...

-I can explain it ...

-His son of his was in contact with toxic substances for hours, the possibilities that it has affected the chemical balance of his brain involves a series of changes in neurotransmitters, mainly those dependent on dopamine and serotonin. In the end, the mind of his son created something that makes him feel good and happy during his age due to the lack of affection from family and/or real friends ...

-I understand, is there any way to treat it?

-I am still not sure what your son may suffer, so I will review him in another office where I have certain tools to do physical and screening evaluations, okay? - He made a small prescription for the woman to buy the necessary medications for Andrew and I give it to him

After that, she and her son said their goodbyes and as they headed towards the exit, the doctor could see a small blue glow near her patient.

Would he be crazy?

He did not know but he needs to find an answer, a solution for that child.