Day 12: buttons
By: h_johanna
Rating: g
Wordcount: 336
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: All characters and situations are owned by me.
“Buttons! Anyone want buttons! Hey you, kid. Would you like some buttons? They’ll look cool on your bag.” The girl said. She had a quick smile and short purple hair. Jenny thought it was awesome, but somehow her mother didn’t agree so much.
“Don’t accept them, Jenny. I won’t have them in the house and you stop corrupting my daughter.”
She grabbed Jenny and dragged her through the crowd. The city was filled with people shouting and dressed in funny outfits, they all seemed to go somewhere and not in the direction Jenny’s mother wanted to go. Jenny however was looking wide eyed and grinned, all those people amazed her and she hated her mother for treating her like a little child. She had liked one of those buttons.
Her mother was muttering under her breath, about filth and being overrun and wanting to go home, but first needing to buy shoes. However, as soon as that was finished they would head home.
Soon they were in the store, which seemed like a quiet oasis compared to the commotion outside. Her mother sighed, relieve. She let go of Jenny and went to shoes. Pretty soon she’d forgotten all about Jenny who quickly got bored and started wandering around the shop.
To her surprise not so much later she saw the girl again outside of the shop, still shouting and waving her bag of buttons. Jenny cast a quick glance at her mother, who was sitting between a pile of boots and she ran out of the shop.
Redfaced she reached the girl. “I would like on, please.”
“Sure!”the girl beamed, and she gave Jenny a button who accepted it like a treasure.
Within a couple of seconds Jenny was back in the shop.
Her mother never knew, but after proudly perched on her schoolback, as a sign of defiance. Jenny had perched a button she would always make sure to remove before she got home. The button was a beautiful and coloured representation of a rainbow.
Rating: g
Wordcount: 336
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: All characters and situations are owned by me.
“Buttons! Anyone want buttons! Hey you, kid. Would you like some buttons? They’ll look cool on your bag.” The girl said. She had a quick smile and short purple hair. Jenny thought it was awesome, but somehow her mother didn’t agree so much.
“Don’t accept them, Jenny. I won’t have them in the house and you stop corrupting my daughter.”
She grabbed Jenny and dragged her through the crowd. The city was filled with people shouting and dressed in funny outfits, they all seemed to go somewhere and not in the direction Jenny’s mother wanted to go. Jenny however was looking wide eyed and grinned, all those people amazed her and she hated her mother for treating her like a little child. She had liked one of those buttons.
Her mother was muttering under her breath, about filth and being overrun and wanting to go home, but first needing to buy shoes. However, as soon as that was finished they would head home.
Soon they were in the store, which seemed like a quiet oasis compared to the commotion outside. Her mother sighed, relieve. She let go of Jenny and went to shoes. Pretty soon she’d forgotten all about Jenny who quickly got bored and started wandering around the shop.
To her surprise not so much later she saw the girl again outside of the shop, still shouting and waving her bag of buttons. Jenny cast a quick glance at her mother, who was sitting between a pile of boots and she ran out of the shop.
Redfaced she reached the girl. “I would like on, please.”
“Sure!”the girl beamed, and she gave Jenny a button who accepted it like a treasure.
Within a couple of seconds Jenny was back in the shop.
Her mother never knew, but after proudly perched on her schoolback, as a sign of defiance. Jenny had perched a button she would always make sure to remove before she got home. The button was a beautiful and coloured representation of a rainbow.