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lostcarnival2016-10-30 05:17 pm
pokepochette) wrote in lostcarnival2016-10-30 05:17 pm
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[CLOSED] Sad Children Aren't Bad Children
Who: Bonnie & Psi
What: Bonnie can't sleep and is sad. Psi attempts to dad.
Where: Psi's Trailer
When: Nighttime - Backdated to before Event
Warnings: N/A
It doesn't take a physic to figure out that Psi's new roommate is, well, rather unhappy with her current situation. Sure, it's not like Bonnie isn't grateful for the offer she was given to stay with the candy corn horned troll, but that doesn't make accepting everything any easier. The little bed she's been given is comfortable and she has enough blankets to keep warm, but it's hard to sleep. Dedenne's beside her - he always is - but he's not her brother. Trying to think of it as an extended sleepover doesn't work too well either. She had Serena then to keep her company and it wasn't like Clemont would be away from her for too long. This wouldn't be like then, though. A year was still, in her mind, unfathomable.
She tries to be quiet and not cry, tries to be a big girl and remind herself that it's not going to be forever...but it's hard. She's jealous of Dedenne, who has no trouble falling asleep, despite his concerns for his owner. If only she could be like him - at least she could get through the night easier that way. Maybe a drink of water would be good to have. Wiping her eyes with the edge of one of the blankets given to her she slips from her bed, quietly shuffling through the trailer toward the kitchenette. Puffy eyes do their best to guide her through the dimly lit trailer until she reaches the sink. There's a cupboard off to the side with its door ajar enough that a few cups can be seen inside. The only problem is that it's hanging above her, just out of reach, despite her best attempts to get at it on her tiptoes. Not one to be deterred she decides to try and climb atop the counter to reach it, knocking a few knicknacks off the surface in the process.
"Ah...oops."
No Psi, it's not your cat knocking over things. It's the little human girl you've decided to take under your wing.
What: Bonnie can't sleep and is sad. Psi attempts to dad.
Where: Psi's Trailer
When: Nighttime - Backdated to before Event
Warnings: N/A
It doesn't take a physic to figure out that Psi's new roommate is, well, rather unhappy with her current situation. Sure, it's not like Bonnie isn't grateful for the offer she was given to stay with the candy corn horned troll, but that doesn't make accepting everything any easier. The little bed she's been given is comfortable and she has enough blankets to keep warm, but it's hard to sleep. Dedenne's beside her - he always is - but he's not her brother. Trying to think of it as an extended sleepover doesn't work too well either. She had Serena then to keep her company and it wasn't like Clemont would be away from her for too long. This wouldn't be like then, though. A year was still, in her mind, unfathomable.
She tries to be quiet and not cry, tries to be a big girl and remind herself that it's not going to be forever...but it's hard. She's jealous of Dedenne, who has no trouble falling asleep, despite his concerns for his owner. If only she could be like him - at least she could get through the night easier that way. Maybe a drink of water would be good to have. Wiping her eyes with the edge of one of the blankets given to her she slips from her bed, quietly shuffling through the trailer toward the kitchenette. Puffy eyes do their best to guide her through the dimly lit trailer until she reaches the sink. There's a cupboard off to the side with its door ajar enough that a few cups can be seen inside. The only problem is that it's hanging above her, just out of reach, despite her best attempts to get at it on her tiptoes. Not one to be deterred she decides to try and climb atop the counter to reach it, knocking a few knicknacks off the surface in the process.
"Ah...oops."
No Psi, it's not your cat knocking over things. It's the little human girl you've decided to take under your wing.