Post by Aldored on Nov 27, 2009 3:33:51 GMT -5
((Real life's been very busy, but I've recently sorted things out enough to try to wedge my way into the Cats. (I'll start annoying you guys once I hit level 15 ;D ) Here's a random story from Aldored's childhood, because I felt like writing it. 
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A young boy of twelve sat on the edge of a dock, his legs dangling over the edge. He swung them back and fourth slowly, staring into the clear water of the lake; face painted with a blank expression unfit for one so young.
The sound of another stepping onto the dock didn't seem to cause him any disturbance, as he continued to stare into the calm water with the same expression.
"Red, come inside! You've been out here for hours."
The boy didn't break from his reverie.
The sound of soft-shoes against wood scuffling its way towards the boy was amplified by the quiet night.
"Please? You're mama's getting upset, she thinks you're gonna run away!"
Finally, the boy turned to face the voice. A girl of his age stared back at him defiantly, hands on her hips.
"I don't want to...just tell her I'll be home later."
The girl, not deterred by his response, sat down next to him with her legs now dangling off the dock as well.
"Just because you're sad don't mean you can stay out here and pout."
The boy turned his attention back to the water.
"I'm not pouting." He said with an agitated tone.
"It sure looks like it." She said before smiling, leaning her head a bit lower so that she could see his face.
The boy let a small smile touch his face before returning to his former expression. He took a deep breath, then exhaled loudly through his nostrils. "My da' is gone, Lil. What am I supposed to do?"
"I don't know, Red, but I do know that sittin' out here like a knot on a log isn't going to help."
The boy layed back against the dock, legs still dangling from the edge. "It's just that...I can't take his place, you know? I'm too young to be good for anything. I can't help my mama with money and I can't join the military..."
The girl shrugged. "I'm just saying...you're not helping yourself with the way you've been." She frowned. "You need to quit acting out too, you've got your mama in a fit with what you did to that Layne boy last week."
"It wasn't my fault! He said things about my da'. I couldn't let him get away with it." The boy protested.
"So punching him until he was missing a few teeth was the right thing to do?" The girl asked sarcastically.
"It shut him up."
The both broke out into a fit of laughter which cut through the otherwise silent night.
"Even when you're being a total doofus I can't hate you, Red." The girl grinned.
The boy sat up and shrugged, though he was grinning as well.
"C'mon, Lil. Let's go see what my ma's cooked for supper. I guess it is getting late."
The two walked their way across the dock and back towards the small town hand in hand.
))A young boy of twelve sat on the edge of a dock, his legs dangling over the edge. He swung them back and fourth slowly, staring into the clear water of the lake; face painted with a blank expression unfit for one so young.
The sound of another stepping onto the dock didn't seem to cause him any disturbance, as he continued to stare into the calm water with the same expression.
"Red, come inside! You've been out here for hours."
The boy didn't break from his reverie.
The sound of soft-shoes against wood scuffling its way towards the boy was amplified by the quiet night.
"Please? You're mama's getting upset, she thinks you're gonna run away!"
Finally, the boy turned to face the voice. A girl of his age stared back at him defiantly, hands on her hips.
"I don't want to...just tell her I'll be home later."
The girl, not deterred by his response, sat down next to him with her legs now dangling off the dock as well.
"Just because you're sad don't mean you can stay out here and pout."
The boy turned his attention back to the water.
"I'm not pouting." He said with an agitated tone.
"It sure looks like it." She said before smiling, leaning her head a bit lower so that she could see his face.
The boy let a small smile touch his face before returning to his former expression. He took a deep breath, then exhaled loudly through his nostrils. "My da' is gone, Lil. What am I supposed to do?"
"I don't know, Red, but I do know that sittin' out here like a knot on a log isn't going to help."
The boy layed back against the dock, legs still dangling from the edge. "It's just that...I can't take his place, you know? I'm too young to be good for anything. I can't help my mama with money and I can't join the military..."
The girl shrugged. "I'm just saying...you're not helping yourself with the way you've been." She frowned. "You need to quit acting out too, you've got your mama in a fit with what you did to that Layne boy last week."
"It wasn't my fault! He said things about my da'. I couldn't let him get away with it." The boy protested.
"So punching him until he was missing a few teeth was the right thing to do?" The girl asked sarcastically.
"It shut him up."
The both broke out into a fit of laughter which cut through the otherwise silent night.
"Even when you're being a total doofus I can't hate you, Red." The girl grinned.
The boy sat up and shrugged, though he was grinning as well.
"C'mon, Lil. Let's go see what my ma's cooked for supper. I guess it is getting late."
The two walked their way across the dock and back towards the small town hand in hand.
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