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Flavor of the Day - 10/01/09 - Adjuvant
and Mocha #23. Wish You Were Here with Whipped Cream
Story : knights
Rating : G
Timeframe : 1239
Word Count : 355
Word of the Day : Adjuvant - serving to help or assist; auxiliary
For Teeny's Anon Meme - someone asked for Kairn before he was an orphan/necromancer. Sorry, it's Kairn, I couldn't make it happy, now could I?
Kairn padded across the room, bare feet slapping against the cold floor boards. A one-eyed bear thumped along at his heels, stuffing creeping from the opened seam at the base of the arm from which it dangled.
“Momma?” he called. He wrinkled his nose at the unlit stove that stood, dark and hollow, at the center of the house and heaved the stuffed bear up against his chest to press his arms around its squishy middle.
“Momma?” With a slow, soft shuffle and pat, he made his way through his parents’ open door. Kairn frowned at the empty bed, the covers pulled straight on one side, rumpled on the other.
There was a muffled groan from behind the bed, and the bear went back to being battered about his shins as Kairn raced across the room. He stumbled to a halt, the bear tumbling from his grasp entirely as he dropped to his knees beside the woman sprawled on the floor. “Momma?” he said again, much more softly as he tried to fight the shake in his voice.
Momma opened an eye and grimaced as she shifted her swollen belly, struggling to put an arm beneath herself. She caught Kairn’s eye and forced a smile. “Must have bumped my head.”
Kairn wrapped both his small hands around one of hers and tugged. Momma’s arm followed his efforts, but little else moved. Kairn frowned, his lip began to quiver. “I…I can’t lift you,” he said, “like Papa does.”
Momma untangled her hand from his and brought it up to ruffle his hair, her fake smile growing wider. “I can manage, hon,” she said, finally getting an elbow to prop herself on. “I just…need a moment.”
Kairn chewed his lip, feeling about behind him for the bear. He grabbed a leg and hauled it into his lap as Momma slowly pried herself from the floor. “Momma,” he said, barely a whisper as he kneaded the tangled limbs of the toy with both hands, “when is Papa coming back?”
Her smile grew even tighter as she ran her hand through his hair again. “Soon, baby,” she said. “Soon.”
and Mocha #23. Wish You Were Here with Whipped Cream
Story : knights
Rating : G
Timeframe : 1239
Word Count : 355
Word of the Day : Adjuvant - serving to help or assist; auxiliary
For Teeny's Anon Meme - someone asked for Kairn before he was an orphan/necromancer. Sorry, it's Kairn, I couldn't make it happy, now could I?
Kairn padded across the room, bare feet slapping against the cold floor boards. A one-eyed bear thumped along at his heels, stuffing creeping from the opened seam at the base of the arm from which it dangled.
“Momma?” he called. He wrinkled his nose at the unlit stove that stood, dark and hollow, at the center of the house and heaved the stuffed bear up against his chest to press his arms around its squishy middle.
“Momma?” With a slow, soft shuffle and pat, he made his way through his parents’ open door. Kairn frowned at the empty bed, the covers pulled straight on one side, rumpled on the other.
There was a muffled groan from behind the bed, and the bear went back to being battered about his shins as Kairn raced across the room. He stumbled to a halt, the bear tumbling from his grasp entirely as he dropped to his knees beside the woman sprawled on the floor. “Momma?” he said again, much more softly as he tried to fight the shake in his voice.
Momma opened an eye and grimaced as she shifted her swollen belly, struggling to put an arm beneath herself. She caught Kairn’s eye and forced a smile. “Must have bumped my head.”
Kairn wrapped both his small hands around one of hers and tugged. Momma’s arm followed his efforts, but little else moved. Kairn frowned, his lip began to quiver. “I…I can’t lift you,” he said, “like Papa does.”
Momma untangled her hand from his and brought it up to ruffle his hair, her fake smile growing wider. “I can manage, hon,” she said, finally getting an elbow to prop herself on. “I just…need a moment.”
Kairn chewed his lip, feeling about behind him for the bear. He grabbed a leg and hauled it into his lap as Momma slowly pried herself from the floor. “Momma,” he said, barely a whisper as he kneaded the tangled limbs of the toy with both hands, “when is Papa coming back?”
Her smile grew even tighter as she ran her hand through his hair again. “Soon, baby,” she said. “Soon.”