WHO: Mouse and Grey WHAT: Memories and some insight into who they are WHERE: The farm WHEN: Six months after he brought her to the farm RATING: PG-13 for mentions of sickness and possible cursing STATUS: Incomplete // Closed
Six months. It had been six months since she'd been brought to the farm from the hospital and had gone into remission. It was hard to believe it some days. Mouse was no longer curled up in that hospital bed, crying and wishing to die. She was alive, she wasn't sick and she was among friends. Some people would call it a miracle. She counted herself among most people. Being in remission was something that had seemed like a distant fantasy. It hadn't happened for such a long time. But then the world had seen fit to give her a miracle. She was lucky and she knew that. She was also lucky to have someone in her life like Grey. He was the reason why she'd been allowed to survive and live on.
Mouse was sitting under a tree, feeling the sun on her face. She kept her hands busy making a crown of flowers that she'd plucked from the ground around her. She smiled down at her hands before looking up and out at the fields where some of the other people around were working. One in particular caught her eye, though. It was Grey, looking like he was working twice as hard as anyone else. She watched him in the sunshine, not able to help the smile that came to her lips. He was her hero. He always had been, to be honest. Ever since she was little. Now he was a bit of something more than that. A hero to be sure. Just...the hero she wished would take her away and have the happy ending with her.
Looking back down at her hands as they worked, she remembered a simpler time. A nicer time. Almost instantly she was looking at the hands of a little eight year old Mouse, weaving crowns out of flowers beneath the shade of a big tree. She was Kelsey then. Unplagued by leukemia or wondering when she was going to die...
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Kelsey wove another dandelion into her flower crown before putting it on her head, letting it sit just right within her long brown hair. She'd made one for Bobby too, if he wanted it. She rather thought it would look very pretty in his hair, even though he'd probably say that boys couldn't be pretty. She got up real quick, picking up the other crown made of flowers. Running over to where Bobby was laying down in the grass (probably just watching the clouds again), she didn't hesitate to pounce on him, sitting on his stomach. She was a little thing, so it probably hadn't even hurt.
"I made you a pretty crown, Bobby! I wanna see you wear it!" Kelsey held it up in front of his face so he could see. "We can match, see?" She wasn't going to budge until he put it on. She wanted to see her masterpiece being worn, after all! She grinned down at him, poking him once in the chest to try and provoke him into action. Maybe if he got up soon he could give her a piggyback ride!
"So are you gonna take it, or am I gonna have to put it on for you, huh?"