One of Mel's prompts
Title: Will become apparent!
Author: fredsmith518
Beta: none, errors all mine as ever
Rating: tame
Disclaimer: Nothing owned, no monetary profit made.
She frowned, squinted and tried pushing the offending item further away from her in the hope that some magical transformation might take place. She tilted it, one way, then the other, not an iota of an improvement. She clamped down hard on the impulse to dash it away, or, more satisfyingly, pound it to death, since into submission so wasn’t happening. Defeated, she sank back onto her heels. Five hours she’d spent on this, and proto-types, and much detritus, littered the floor around her. At least this one was half right, which thought of itself provoked a sigh.
It was such a small thing in the overall scheme, but she’d wanted it be perfect. In her mind’s eye, the process had been simple, and her plan had worked - on the one side. That was the most aggravating aspect, why hadn’t symmetrical co-operated?
The front door opened and shut, footsteps hurried in her direction, accompanied by excited questions.
“Didja have time, Mommy? Is it finished?”
Sophie ground to a stunned halt, her mouth rounded, her eyes wide. Kirsten smiled gamely as she held it up for inspection.
“Mommy!” Sophie’s voice was hushed, and…pleased? Really, really pleased. She managed to smile and bite her bottom lip at the same time, before exclaiming, “You made Small One ears! I’m gonna be Small One Donkey! You’re so clever. I didn’ know you could make real Small One ears! I love you, Mommy!”
“Love you too, Baby, so much.” And not least for your ability to find a good in things that haven’t turned out quite as they had been intended.
Sophie leaned in for a swift hug. Behind her, Sandy smirked. Kirsten threw him a warning glance.
“Can I try ‘em one?”
“Sure, that’s what they’re waiting for.”
Kirsten fitted the headband on and Sophie, beaming, turned around to show Sandy.
“Amazing! Best donkey ears ever!”
“Small One ears!”
“Sorry, my bad. Small One ears.”
“I’m gonna go look in the mirror.”
“Good plan.”
“Don’t you dare laugh!” Kirsten hissed once Sophie was out of the door and down the hallway. However her own lips were beginning to twitch.
“Small One ears?” he asked. His attempt to make it sound like an innocent question wholly failing.
“Yeah, well,” Kirsten conceded. “Wasn’t the original plan. She was so thrilled to be asked to take part, so I wanted to make her costume and I admit, I figured she’d go for a sheep and sheep ears don’t have the same issues.”
His smirk widened at the ‘ sheep ear issues’ and she stood and pushed at him lightly, before continuing, “But you have to adapt in life, huh?”
He wrapped his arms around her. “Absolutely, sweetheart. I think we’ve done our best work that way.”
Brought to you by personal experience, years passed of the problems of making donkey ears stand up, envy at donkey ears seen this year made by covering antlers on headband, so clever, and viewing of said video, Small One with a new crop of children
Apologies for the sap, and thanks to Mel for the prompt….now if I can just remember how to post and to link…
Author: fredsmith518
Beta: none, errors all mine as ever
Rating: tame
Disclaimer: Nothing owned, no monetary profit made.
She frowned, squinted and tried pushing the offending item further away from her in the hope that some magical transformation might take place. She tilted it, one way, then the other, not an iota of an improvement. She clamped down hard on the impulse to dash it away, or, more satisfyingly, pound it to death, since into submission so wasn’t happening. Defeated, she sank back onto her heels. Five hours she’d spent on this, and proto-types, and much detritus, littered the floor around her. At least this one was half right, which thought of itself provoked a sigh.
It was such a small thing in the overall scheme, but she’d wanted it be perfect. In her mind’s eye, the process had been simple, and her plan had worked - on the one side. That was the most aggravating aspect, why hadn’t symmetrical co-operated?
The front door opened and shut, footsteps hurried in her direction, accompanied by excited questions.
“Didja have time, Mommy? Is it finished?”
Sophie ground to a stunned halt, her mouth rounded, her eyes wide. Kirsten smiled gamely as she held it up for inspection.
“Mommy!” Sophie’s voice was hushed, and…pleased? Really, really pleased. She managed to smile and bite her bottom lip at the same time, before exclaiming, “You made Small One ears! I’m gonna be Small One Donkey! You’re so clever. I didn’ know you could make real Small One ears! I love you, Mommy!”
“Love you too, Baby, so much.” And not least for your ability to find a good in things that haven’t turned out quite as they had been intended.
Sophie leaned in for a swift hug. Behind her, Sandy smirked. Kirsten threw him a warning glance.
“Can I try ‘em one?”
“Sure, that’s what they’re waiting for.”
Kirsten fitted the headband on and Sophie, beaming, turned around to show Sandy.
“Amazing! Best donkey ears ever!”
“Small One ears!”
“Sorry, my bad. Small One ears.”
“I’m gonna go look in the mirror.”
“Good plan.”
“Don’t you dare laugh!” Kirsten hissed once Sophie was out of the door and down the hallway. However her own lips were beginning to twitch.
“Small One ears?” he asked. His attempt to make it sound like an innocent question wholly failing.
“Yeah, well,” Kirsten conceded. “Wasn’t the original plan. She was so thrilled to be asked to take part, so I wanted to make her costume and I admit, I figured she’d go for a sheep and sheep ears don’t have the same issues.”
His smirk widened at the ‘ sheep ear issues’ and she stood and pushed at him lightly, before continuing, “But you have to adapt in life, huh?”
He wrapped his arms around her. “Absolutely, sweetheart. I think we’ve done our best work that way.”
Brought to you by personal experience, years passed of the problems of making donkey ears stand up, envy at donkey ears seen this year made by covering antlers on headband, so clever, and viewing of said video, Small One with a new crop of children
Apologies for the sap, and thanks to Mel for the prompt….now if I can just remember how to post and to link…