Merry
Part of a series of 90 drabbles written for a drabble challenge. All drabbles will be Allelujah/Marie fit to the select prompt.
Prompt 1: Merry
The word “merry” had always been too vibrant for Allelujah. He had never described a picture he was in as merry, and he’d never been in any situation where he could describe the situation as “merry”. The word was almost too happy for him. He’d gained a family, friends, and the small but present desire to continue living. Yet words that seemed that happy, almost cheesy, seemed far too different from the person Allelujah was.
The word merry reminded him of Marie. On his days off four years before he’d been reunited with Marie he would walk around with little more mindset than to relax and exist. He recalled he had once ended up in his apartment watching an old holiday movie that was campy and cheerful and in it the word had been said many times. He had accepted Marie was long since gone at that point, but it still made his stomach clench. He remembered days that were uncharacteristically cheerful of a tortured child- ones in which he’d read books and laughed and smiled. Those were feelings he hadn’t felt in a long time. That was a happiness which was true and simple.
It had been a long time since those campy movies, or since he had been a child. It had been about 5 years since he’d sat alone in an apartment. Now he was sitting under a blanket watching movies on television again. He didn’t know what they were about- but they looked a lot newer. He remembered those old movies and watched the tv with a curiosity that didn’t pertain at all to the plot or the characters. “Allelujah?” A voice had suddenly interrupted his train of thought. He looked up and saw Marie standing beside him. She sat down beside him with a drink for him and then looked at the TV. “Is it any good? You seemed caught up in it.” He took the drink and then looked back at the TV. “To be honest, I haven’t been paying much attention.” Marie pulled up the blanket and put it around herself. She leisurely put her head on his shoulder and looked at the TV. “Well- let’s see if it’s any good then.” He smiled. “Alright.”
Within moments Marie was laughing under her breath. He fought back a smile himself as he turned his head to look at her. “What is it?” She looked at him. “This movie…it’s so cheesy…” Allelujah looked to the screen for a moment. Out of nowhere he began to laugh lightly at it. It was incredibly cheesy and even worse than the campy films he’d seen years ago in passing. The room filled with a soft laughter and he could feel a fond feeling swell in his chest. He remembered the unfitting happiness in his childhood. For a moment he felt as if happiness was not unfitting of this grown Allelujah, who lived in rooms that echoed laughter, bedrooms that enticed pleasure and days that were filled with complete and true love.
On the screen the cheesy movie they’d watched came to its conclusion, with all the characters happily and cheerfully smiling. The main character he walked away with his family. As he smiled at the rest of the cast, his words were simple yet meaningful, “Have a Merry Christmas!” And in the movie filled with vivid colors there was not even half the happiness to equate the joy of Allelujah and Marie’s happy, joyful, loving, and merry home.
Prompt 1: Merry
The word “merry” had always been too vibrant for Allelujah. He had never described a picture he was in as merry, and he’d never been in any situation where he could describe the situation as “merry”. The word was almost too happy for him. He’d gained a family, friends, and the small but present desire to continue living. Yet words that seemed that happy, almost cheesy, seemed far too different from the person Allelujah was.
The word merry reminded him of Marie. On his days off four years before he’d been reunited with Marie he would walk around with little more mindset than to relax and exist. He recalled he had once ended up in his apartment watching an old holiday movie that was campy and cheerful and in it the word had been said many times. He had accepted Marie was long since gone at that point, but it still made his stomach clench. He remembered days that were uncharacteristically cheerful of a tortured child- ones in which he’d read books and laughed and smiled. Those were feelings he hadn’t felt in a long time. That was a happiness which was true and simple.
It had been a long time since those campy movies, or since he had been a child. It had been about 5 years since he’d sat alone in an apartment. Now he was sitting under a blanket watching movies on television again. He didn’t know what they were about- but they looked a lot newer. He remembered those old movies and watched the tv with a curiosity that didn’t pertain at all to the plot or the characters. “Allelujah?” A voice had suddenly interrupted his train of thought. He looked up and saw Marie standing beside him. She sat down beside him with a drink for him and then looked at the TV. “Is it any good? You seemed caught up in it.” He took the drink and then looked back at the TV. “To be honest, I haven’t been paying much attention.” Marie pulled up the blanket and put it around herself. She leisurely put her head on his shoulder and looked at the TV. “Well- let’s see if it’s any good then.” He smiled. “Alright.”
Within moments Marie was laughing under her breath. He fought back a smile himself as he turned his head to look at her. “What is it?” She looked at him. “This movie…it’s so cheesy…” Allelujah looked to the screen for a moment. Out of nowhere he began to laugh lightly at it. It was incredibly cheesy and even worse than the campy films he’d seen years ago in passing. The room filled with a soft laughter and he could feel a fond feeling swell in his chest. He remembered the unfitting happiness in his childhood. For a moment he felt as if happiness was not unfitting of this grown Allelujah, who lived in rooms that echoed laughter, bedrooms that enticed pleasure and days that were filled with complete and true love.
On the screen the cheesy movie they’d watched came to its conclusion, with all the characters happily and cheerfully smiling. The main character he walked away with his family. As he smiled at the rest of the cast, his words were simple yet meaningful, “Have a Merry Christmas!” And in the movie filled with vivid colors there was not even half the happiness to equate the joy of Allelujah and Marie’s happy, joyful, loving, and merry home.