Michael squirmed uncomfortably in the spot that he was in,trying to get the dirty blankets as far away from him as he can so that he could breath a little bit of fresh air as he hiding inside a laundry basket that was big enough for him to fit into.
"hrrmm..." he mumbled
The two children,Michael and Jennifer had played happily for a while with some toys like toy soldiers and dolls,though Jennifer turned a bit pale and uncomfortable when Michael suggested to play airship so they decided to play hide and seek instead...and so here he was now,hiding inside a basket of dirty blankets inside the Filth Room,although it had been bearable for him for some time,Jennifer had yet to find him and it has been a hour,so with that,the said boy was becoming a bit impatient and has since then tried to ignore that ever impending smell of dirty laundry.
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While all of that was happening,Eleanor had been wandering all around the Orphanage,trying to find something of interest to fill the gap that should have been when they were 'playing' with Filthy Jennifer...and speaking of the child,she had saw her a little while ago down the hallway pinning a note just beside the classroom and then running off muttering what she thought was 'Brown' and 'food',Eleanor had just taken a look at the note and then left it there returning to what she was doing,but as she was passing by a certain room,she heard a mumble.
...it was very faint,but she swore she heard it since she was currently the only one in the area,so glancing at the door of the Filth Room,she slowly took hold of the knob and began opening the door slowly...making a creaking sound. She observed the room before...it was just the same as it has always been and it didn't really seem to be unusual,so sighing she began to leave,but then she heard yet another faint sound and this time it was a bit of shuffling sound,so she turned around just in time to see movement in one of the baskets of laundry,particularly the one with blankets that needed cleaning,and so,raising an eyebrow,she approached the thing and was going to take the top blanket off but then...before she could get to it,something...or rather,someone burst out of the basket gasping for fresh air which made the startled Eleanor move back a bit.
"Haaaaaah!!" the figure let out its breath then inhaled a well needed fresh air.
Eleanor looked at the said figure before her but didn't say anything and just stared...it was the newbie, Michael who,after steadying his breath had finally noticed the Cold Princess,then he scratched his head laughing akwardly as he blushed from embarrassment but Eleanor only faced away like she usually does which make it a lot more akward for the boy and so he just looks at the ground and kick an imaginary stone although that didn't last long as Eleanor signed and finally spoke to him.
"Alright...so what business do you have in being here?...or in the basket."
the boy fidgeted "Uh...i-i was playing with Jennifer um...E-i mean Duchess."
"...her? Well sorry to say this but she just abandoned you."
Michael widened his eyes "...w-what?"
"she left a note next to the door of the classroom saying that she had to do something." Eleanor said flatly
"Oh..." Michael suddenly felt a bit down but then he had an idea...well,it was crazy,but its wort a shot,he thought, besides, she actually reminded him of before he met his dear...bird, at that thought his eyes had a glint of sadness for a second, but he already decided...so swallowing his nervousness and doubt,he then said in a low voice "T-then...w-would you like to play with me instead? i-i know it sounds absurd for someone like me to say that too a Duchess...but you seem to be alone most of the time when i saw you a few times as Jennifer and I were playing...b-but you don't have to accept if you don't want to."
...Eleanor was definitely not expecting that from him. Sure,he was a newcomer,but he should by now at least know about her 'preferring' to be alone as he DID have knowledge about her being the Duchess of the Red Crayon Aristocrats...but even so...is he an idiot?,she thought,already thinking of rejecting him immediately but somehow she found those simple words stuck in her throat and suddenly thought back to what she saw in his eyes just this morning, she didn't exactly know why but it was just compelling to just say 'yes' than anything, he was like her after all, more or less, seeing as he reflected Eleanor of herself that morning; quiet and miserable...cold, and now that she thought about it, she swore the boy looked a bit sad just a moment ago, but she supposed Jennifer filled that little bit of gap in him when they played together...but even so, she just couldn't say no.
"...Fine." Eleanor finally answered the young boy, her eyes closed as her grip on her empty bird cage loosened a bit.
"Good!" Michael was filled both relief and joy as he gave her a smile.
"...So what do you suppose we do?" she asked as Michael pondered his hand resting on his chin.
Michael thought for a bit...well, of course he had a few ideas on what to play seeing as he was actually in the middle of it, but of course every person has different preferences, he thought as he tried to think of what both of them could potentially do...but then something caught his eye, it was the lone birdcage that Eleanor held. Honestly, seeing that only reminded him of his missing bird more, but he shook his head i-its not time to be sad... However, that particular thought had also gave him an idea for what they could do together.
"H-How about we play paper planes?" He suggested, glancing at the stoic-faced girl
Eleanor raised his brow "Paper Planes?"
"Yeah! We fold paper planes and then fly it all around!" He said with an enthusiastic tone Like me and bird would do...but i suppose sharing the joy in it isn't so bad but then one thought hit him "Wait...you DO know how to make paper planes, right?"
Eleanor glanced down towards her empty bird cage "...N-no..."
"Well let me teach you then! Come with me, i left my backpack in the Sick Room with Miss Clara" he said as he suddenly pulled Eleanor along by the hand without realizing...topics about this particular matter have always made him all excited, after all, and this was no exception.
Eleanor just blinked as she let herself be pulled by the suddenly enthusiastic boy through the halls, towards the Sick Room Paper Planes, huh?
To be Continued...
"hrrmm..." he mumbled
The two children,Michael and Jennifer had played happily for a while with some toys like toy soldiers and dolls,though Jennifer turned a bit pale and uncomfortable when Michael suggested to play airship so they decided to play hide and seek instead...and so here he was now,hiding inside a basket of dirty blankets inside the Filth Room,although it had been bearable for him for some time,Jennifer had yet to find him and it has been a hour,so with that,the said boy was becoming a bit impatient and has since then tried to ignore that ever impending smell of dirty laundry.
~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~
While all of that was happening,Eleanor had been wandering all around the Orphanage,trying to find something of interest to fill the gap that should have been when they were 'playing' with Filthy Jennifer...and speaking of the child,she had saw her a little while ago down the hallway pinning a note just beside the classroom and then running off muttering what she thought was 'Brown' and 'food',Eleanor had just taken a look at the note and then left it there returning to what she was doing,but as she was passing by a certain room,she heard a mumble.
...it was very faint,but she swore she heard it since she was currently the only one in the area,so glancing at the door of the Filth Room,she slowly took hold of the knob and began opening the door slowly...making a creaking sound. She observed the room before...it was just the same as it has always been and it didn't really seem to be unusual,so sighing she began to leave,but then she heard yet another faint sound and this time it was a bit of shuffling sound,so she turned around just in time to see movement in one of the baskets of laundry,particularly the one with blankets that needed cleaning,and so,raising an eyebrow,she approached the thing and was going to take the top blanket off but then...before she could get to it,something...or rather,someone burst out of the basket gasping for fresh air which made the startled Eleanor move back a bit.
"Haaaaaah!!" the figure let out its breath then inhaled a well needed fresh air.
Eleanor looked at the said figure before her but didn't say anything and just stared...it was the newbie, Michael who,after steadying his breath had finally noticed the Cold Princess,then he scratched his head laughing akwardly as he blushed from embarrassment but Eleanor only faced away like she usually does which make it a lot more akward for the boy and so he just looks at the ground and kick an imaginary stone although that didn't last long as Eleanor signed and finally spoke to him.
"Alright...so what business do you have in being here?...or in the basket."
the boy fidgeted "Uh...i-i was playing with Jennifer um...E-i mean Duchess."
"...her? Well sorry to say this but she just abandoned you."
Michael widened his eyes "...w-what?"
"she left a note next to the door of the classroom saying that she had to do something." Eleanor said flatly
"Oh..." Michael suddenly felt a bit down but then he had an idea...well,it was crazy,but its wort a shot,he thought, besides, she actually reminded him of before he met his dear...bird, at that thought his eyes had a glint of sadness for a second, but he already decided...so swallowing his nervousness and doubt,he then said in a low voice "T-then...w-would you like to play with me instead? i-i know it sounds absurd for someone like me to say that too a Duchess...but you seem to be alone most of the time when i saw you a few times as Jennifer and I were playing...b-but you don't have to accept if you don't want to."
...Eleanor was definitely not expecting that from him. Sure,he was a newcomer,but he should by now at least know about her 'preferring' to be alone as he DID have knowledge about her being the Duchess of the Red Crayon Aristocrats...but even so...is he an idiot?,she thought,already thinking of rejecting him immediately but somehow she found those simple words stuck in her throat and suddenly thought back to what she saw in his eyes just this morning, she didn't exactly know why but it was just compelling to just say 'yes' than anything, he was like her after all, more or less, seeing as he reflected Eleanor of herself that morning; quiet and miserable...cold, and now that she thought about it, she swore the boy looked a bit sad just a moment ago, but she supposed Jennifer filled that little bit of gap in him when they played together...but even so, she just couldn't say no.
"...Fine." Eleanor finally answered the young boy, her eyes closed as her grip on her empty bird cage loosened a bit.
"Good!" Michael was filled both relief and joy as he gave her a smile.
"...So what do you suppose we do?" she asked as Michael pondered his hand resting on his chin.
Michael thought for a bit...well, of course he had a few ideas on what to play seeing as he was actually in the middle of it, but of course every person has different preferences, he thought as he tried to think of what both of them could potentially do...but then something caught his eye, it was the lone birdcage that Eleanor held. Honestly, seeing that only reminded him of his missing bird more, but he shook his head i-its not time to be sad... However, that particular thought had also gave him an idea for what they could do together.
"H-How about we play paper planes?" He suggested, glancing at the stoic-faced girl
Eleanor raised his brow "Paper Planes?"
"Yeah! We fold paper planes and then fly it all around!" He said with an enthusiastic tone Like me and bird would do...but i suppose sharing the joy in it isn't so bad but then one thought hit him "Wait...you DO know how to make paper planes, right?"
Eleanor glanced down towards her empty bird cage "...N-no..."
"Well let me teach you then! Come with me, i left my backpack in the Sick Room with Miss Clara" he said as he suddenly pulled Eleanor along by the hand without realizing...topics about this particular matter have always made him all excited, after all, and this was no exception.
Eleanor just blinked as she let herself be pulled by the suddenly enthusiastic boy through the halls, towards the Sick Room Paper Planes, huh?
To be Continued...
