Challenge 139 - TM
When you’re famous, there are always people around who want to be your best friend. They aren’t bad people, really, they just want to see the “view from the top” as my old man would say. I couldn’t blame them.
As a kid, growing up with a famous father, I mostly kept to myself. I didn’t need friends, and generally I liked things as they were. Just me, Mom…and my old man…It was fine. Until he disappeared and Mom died. Then everything changed.
It was like everything changed overnight. Mom had always been there and suddenly…gone. All gone. I was alone.
And for the first time it scared me.
When I came into my own, earned my own limelight, gained my own fans, I wasn’t so alone anymore. Auron said it was unwise. Said that I couldn’t count on fair-weather friends.
I never counted on them, never expected my “friends” to do anymore than help to ease my loneliness and fear.
They did that just fine. Seems I’ve relied on my fame and my father’s as well to make friends since he disappeared. And when I came to Spira…Not too much changed. Sure, I wasn’t famous anymore, but I was talented, and that attracted Wakka to my side.
And I was still the son of Jecht. Sir Jecht. Spira called him. I kept my lineage to myself as best I could, but Yuna knew. She was the one person I wanted to be true, the one person I wanted to like me because of who I was, not what I was or who my father was.
My father was a friend of her father’s, a Guardian to High Summoner Braska.
She wanted to travel the same road. She wanted me to be her friend because my father was a friend to her father. She wanted me to be a Guardian because my father had guarded hers.
I wanted to refuse. But I wanted to be her friend. I wanted to protect her.
When you’re famous…When your old man is famous…there are always people around who want to be your best friend.
Tidus.Final Fantasy.351 Words.
As a kid, growing up with a famous father, I mostly kept to myself. I didn’t need friends, and generally I liked things as they were. Just me, Mom…and my old man…It was fine. Until he disappeared and Mom died. Then everything changed.
It was like everything changed overnight. Mom had always been there and suddenly…gone. All gone. I was alone.
And for the first time it scared me.
When I came into my own, earned my own limelight, gained my own fans, I wasn’t so alone anymore. Auron said it was unwise. Said that I couldn’t count on fair-weather friends.
I never counted on them, never expected my “friends” to do anymore than help to ease my loneliness and fear.
They did that just fine. Seems I’ve relied on my fame and my father’s as well to make friends since he disappeared. And when I came to Spira…Not too much changed. Sure, I wasn’t famous anymore, but I was talented, and that attracted Wakka to my side.
And I was still the son of Jecht. Sir Jecht. Spira called him. I kept my lineage to myself as best I could, but Yuna knew. She was the one person I wanted to be true, the one person I wanted to like me because of who I was, not what I was or who my father was.
My father was a friend of her father’s, a Guardian to High Summoner Braska.
She wanted to travel the same road. She wanted me to be her friend because my father was a friend to her father. She wanted me to be a Guardian because my father had guarded hers.
I wanted to refuse. But I wanted to be her friend. I wanted to protect her.
When you’re famous…When your old man is famous…there are always people around who want to be your best friend.
Tidus.Final Fantasy.351 Words.