Some Halloween Madness for Edgeofthewoods
Title: Silence is Golden
Genre: Despicable Me
Rating: PG
Prompt: A little girl asks her parents, "Can you hear it breathing? I can."
edgeofthewoods, Thanks for playing along with me and my passion for Halloween. I hope you enjoy this bit of Halloween. Also thanks to Sparky for her beta.
There were a lot of things Agnes wasn’t quite sure about. Living with a reformed villain and several hundred minions had prepared her for certain things, such as the inevitability of school starting, dentist visits, and outgrowing her favorite clothes.
The minions were kind, especially Bob, her bestest friend, and did what they could to reassure her, but there were some things that even they couldn’t help with. They couldn’t stop nightmares, they couldn’t stop scraped knees and they couldn’t stop the noise.
At first she thought she’d imagined it, but it was always there and she could hear it, breathing in the shadows. She’d wake up in the middle of the night and pull her blanket over her head, but it didn’t stop the noise. It was only when she left the house that she was spared.
Agnes started sleeping outside in her playhouse. Usually it wasn’t a problem because she was awake sooner than anyone else.
Bob was working away on a mini pocket transistor radio which would be suitable for very small criminals or minions to use when Gru approached.
“Bob?”
“Si, boss?”
“Have you seen Agnes this morning?”
“No.” The question alarmed the smallest of the minions. “Po ka?”
“She’s not in her room and her sisters haven’t seen her.” Worry colored Gru’s voice. “I’d hoped she was with you.”
“Do to quer me da hep to bida?”
“Yes, get everyone.”
It was finally Kevin who found her, still sound asleep, in the corner of her playhouse, a much-loved blanket wrapped around her.
“Awwww,” he said, smiling at the sight. Then he ran off, dragging Gru back to the garishly colored plastic house.
“Lam's een bada.”
It took some serious twisting and turning to get the little girl out, but Gru didn’t stop until he had his youngest daughter cradled in his arms.
She sleepily opened her eyes and smiled at him.
“Agnes, why were you sleeping out here?’
“It’s quieter out here.” As she spoke, cars raced by, radios blaring people shouted, mowed their lawns and generally made a racket.
“Out here?”
“Can’t you hear it breathing? I can.”
“What? What is breathing?”
“The house.” She drifted back to sleep.
Po ka? - Why?
Do to quer me da hep to bida - Do you want me to help you look?
Lam's een bada - She’s in there.
Genre: Despicable Me
Rating: PG
Prompt: A little girl asks her parents, "Can you hear it breathing? I can."
edgeofthewoods, Thanks for playing along with me and my passion for Halloween. I hope you enjoy this bit of Halloween. Also thanks to Sparky for her beta.
There were a lot of things Agnes wasn’t quite sure about. Living with a reformed villain and several hundred minions had prepared her for certain things, such as the inevitability of school starting, dentist visits, and outgrowing her favorite clothes.
The minions were kind, especially Bob, her bestest friend, and did what they could to reassure her, but there were some things that even they couldn’t help with. They couldn’t stop nightmares, they couldn’t stop scraped knees and they couldn’t stop the noise.
At first she thought she’d imagined it, but it was always there and she could hear it, breathing in the shadows. She’d wake up in the middle of the night and pull her blanket over her head, but it didn’t stop the noise. It was only when she left the house that she was spared.
Agnes started sleeping outside in her playhouse. Usually it wasn’t a problem because she was awake sooner than anyone else.
Bob was working away on a mini pocket transistor radio which would be suitable for very small criminals or minions to use when Gru approached.
“Bob?”
“Si, boss?”
“Have you seen Agnes this morning?”
“No.” The question alarmed the smallest of the minions. “Po ka?”
“She’s not in her room and her sisters haven’t seen her.” Worry colored Gru’s voice. “I’d hoped she was with you.”
“Do to quer me da hep to bida?”
“Yes, get everyone.”
It was finally Kevin who found her, still sound asleep, in the corner of her playhouse, a much-loved blanket wrapped around her.
“Awwww,” he said, smiling at the sight. Then he ran off, dragging Gru back to the garishly colored plastic house.
“Lam's een bada.”
It took some serious twisting and turning to get the little girl out, but Gru didn’t stop until he had his youngest daughter cradled in his arms.
She sleepily opened her eyes and smiled at him.
“Agnes, why were you sleeping out here?’
“It’s quieter out here.” As she spoke, cars raced by, radios blaring people shouted, mowed their lawns and generally made a racket.
“Out here?”
“Can’t you hear it breathing? I can.”
“What? What is breathing?”
“The house.” She drifted back to sleep.
Po ka? - Why?
Do to quer me da hep to bida - Do you want me to help you look?
Lam's een bada - She’s in there.