WALL-E: Centerpiece
WALL-E
Centerpiece
Fiction Rating K+ (Light T?)
WALL-E/EVE
Movie spoilers
She is the only one who spends more than minutes in the park during the snowy winter, and legend is she has done that as long as anybody can remember. Sometimes she skips days, but never will more than a week go by without her floating to the heights of the giant tree in the center of the foliage.
She runs her white fingers gently across the naked branches, a deep look of love and nostalgia across her face that nobody of the current generation can understand. It's a silent cry that only he could understand if the town could even remember his name.
It was, and always will be their tree, changing with the seasons just as he changed her. But change is also why he is never with her on those winter days. For a moment, a whimper echoes through the empty pathways for that double edged sword, but there is also a feeling of happy remembrance in the probe bot. Happy. She has a program to show that. One she was never supposed to get, but she has it all the same. It is when her eyes are pushed up slightly into sideways crescents.
She never comes through the exit gate without that program.