06-02-2017, 01:39 PM
"Good morning Molly," Gildarts smiled, "Happy Birthday!"
He barged in and Molly wasn't quite ready, so she hollered, "Gildarts I'm not ready! Give a girl some privacy."
Gildarts blinked, she was fully clothed, so he couldn't see why she wasn't ready. Most women were fickle beasts, he let her be and after what seemed like no time to Gildarts, but the Malefactor was keeping track, it had been twenty more minutes, Molly was ready and greeted him with a hug.
"How are you today Gildarts?" She asked him.
"Why, I'm lovely, and you dear?" He said kindly.
"Hmm, your eyes have a bit of sorrow behind them, but that's okay, we all feel a little sad when we feel happy. Did you have a bad dream?" She asked. She'd grown up in this past year.
"Haha! How did you know?" He exclaimed, truly surprised. His dream had been somewhat disturbing. Some girl named Sam had used the image of his body and mirrored his magic in order to fight for a war which only males were allowed to fight in. It was ridiculous, the entire notion of it, but it had felt so real, he'd been impersonated at least for a good cause, the human race was being threatened and the world was ending. The only perturbing thing was how did she know he existed? Had she peered into his story and been inspired like over some crystal ball? Some dreams don't offer answers, but it was unique, and never had he felt as strong as in the moment where he was free to unleash his magic on the enemy without holding back.
"Well don't worry Gildarts, sometimes we have scary dreams to remind us to appreciate this moment," her hand found his silver hand, and he hadn't quite realized, as he didn't have feeling in the hand, until he felt her tug his arm.
"My, you are truly beyond your years!" He smiled to her and they strolled out. A birthday princess, and her armorless, armless knight. They ascended the stairs of their great mansion home and Gildarts asked, "Where would you like to go first?"
"Hmph, let me see..." she said with tones of impending sass in her voice.
"I know there's a lot of events, but for some reason, I want to go visit someone first, if that's okay?" She asked and looked at Gil with puppy dog eyes.
He shrugged and wasn't sure why it was his decision, "Sure?"
"Yay! I can introduce you to granny!" And she bolted down the street. Gildarts quickened his pace, but his peg leg made running fast on cobblestone difficult without tripping on the uneven grooves. The prime maintained his consistent pace, unsure if he was ready to meet, this "Granny" especially because of the last one he'd met had wrecked a casino around him.
He walked up some steps to a quieter part of town and followed Molly's scampering feet down a hallway. She paused and waited by the door, which was closed and waited for Gildarts to open it and go on in. His heavy boots clunked his way along as he followed Molly's lead through the door and the short blonde girl had extreme energy in her step.
As he walked in through the doorway, over Molly's tiny, child shoulder he saw a bed extended out and an older person laying in it. He was either standing in a nursing home or a hospital.
In the bed there was an elderly woman with pearl colored, curled hair sitting with the sheets tightly wrapped over her feeble and petite frame. Across from the bed was a TV, flicked off, on her right was a nice window overlooking the forest of green. There were two potted plants on there and the window was open so that the sunshine could pour in and feed the beautiful flowers within the clay vase.
Molly was occupying one of the chair's next to the woman's bedside and holding her hand. One aged and wrinkled and stained with liver spots, the other young and fresh and vital and not fully formed. It was practically symbolic. In fact, it was even more so sentimental.
"Molly dear, it is so good to see you!" Her voice wavered like someone who was over a hundred might. It was kind and graceful, and regarded Molly as a treasure of a child, especially when she smiled.
"Granny! This is Gildarts! I told you he'd come today! I was so excited, I wanted him to meet you." Molly smiled and looked over to Gildarts, the strongest male prime she knew. Princess Guu was the strongest girl.
"My, what a dashing young man you are!" She said delighted and used her other hand to greet him. He extended his silver hand, and she was shocked by the cold kiss of metal. But it didn't shake her. Gildarts supposed he was young compared to her. But give him another century or two and he'd likely age just the same.
"It's a pleasure to meet you... Granny," he had followed Molly's lead.
"Molly here has told me much about you, and to be frank I wasn't sure you'd come today, you're a busy Prime with a lot on your plate. Never bite off more than you can chew." She winked at Gil through her gold-rimmed spectacles.
"What has she said?" Gildarts asked cordially.
"Hmm, that you're a hero, but you treat yourself like a villain, that you're kind to those who don't necessarily deserve it, and that you're one of her inspirations," Granny spoke proudly beaming through her silky wrinkled age-lines.
"Oh?" Gildarts blinked, letting this fall into his mind and settle, "Well, it is always an honor to inspire the young."
"Gilly and I went on an adventure together, and I still have dreams about it! But last night, he had a bad dream, so I tried to tell him it was okay. He's always so polite, like a dad, but sometimes he doesn't know how to be normal." Molly surmised.
"Well, it isn't a normal world we live in, nor did he come from one," she said looking up at him with delight sparking in her eyes as she remembered her own youth.
"Enjoy your youth Gildarts, don't worry so much." It was easy to said but she had no idea.
Yes Gildarts, enjoy me while you still have me. I could be in another's hands faster than you know, the Malefactor's voice haunted his thoughts on cue
"Thank you," he spoke cordially, "I'll try."
"That's a good boy. Anywho, Molly comes around almost every morning, sometimes she brings me treats, I imagine tomorrow morning I'll get delicious leftover cake," Granny giggled like an excited child.
"Do you like him?" Molly whispered into Granny's ear.
"Of course I do Molly, he's your friend!" She assured the child.
Meanwhile Gildarts kept his hands behind his back and watched them share a moment. Their whispers and giggles reminded Gildarts that age was an illusion, he saw the life in both of them, even though Granny was crippled from the waist-down, she did not let that ruin the last of her days.
They spent some time in the room together, Granny had many stories to tell, and about an hour had passed before Granny finally prompted Molly to leave, "Go off and enjoy your birthday! You'll see me tomorrow. Hit the piñata for me! And eat lots of candy! Hehe!"
She had such zest in life, her eyes were slanted upwards with a smile that resembled two twin mountains with light gently hitting them on the horizon. "Aww Granny! Well, I'll be sure to bring you some cake tomorrow!"
"Please do," Granny said to Molly, "Corner piece please."
"Sure thing," she promised.
Gildarts heard something in the woman's voice though. It was sorrow, as though layered in with the joy brimming from the lady's spirit.
Molly and Granny parted with a hug and she went out the door. Gildarts left second and last, leaning over her bedside to shake her hand cordially.
"It was a great honor to meet you," her tense, was was trifling. He smiled and like the noble man and wizard he was.
"The honor and pleasure was mine. When Gildarts' broad shoulders moved from the open, sunny window pane, two new things joined the lady's plants.
One was a beautiful new potted plant, to add to her flower collection and bedside garden. The next was a slice of cake. Gildarts had a feeling she'd prefer enjoying it tonight, and he had been correct. The prime followed the little girl down the hallway on her birthday, as he left the elderly woman to eat her final slice of cake, and pass on into eternal oblivion in the quietness of the night. She did it with a hope for the young's bright future, and a smile on her face as she looked over her glowing flowers and up into the stars.
He barged in and Molly wasn't quite ready, so she hollered, "Gildarts I'm not ready! Give a girl some privacy."
Gildarts blinked, she was fully clothed, so he couldn't see why she wasn't ready. Most women were fickle beasts, he let her be and after what seemed like no time to Gildarts, but the Malefactor was keeping track, it had been twenty more minutes, Molly was ready and greeted him with a hug.
"How are you today Gildarts?" She asked him.
"Why, I'm lovely, and you dear?" He said kindly.
"Hmm, your eyes have a bit of sorrow behind them, but that's okay, we all feel a little sad when we feel happy. Did you have a bad dream?" She asked. She'd grown up in this past year.
"Haha! How did you know?" He exclaimed, truly surprised. His dream had been somewhat disturbing. Some girl named Sam had used the image of his body and mirrored his magic in order to fight for a war which only males were allowed to fight in. It was ridiculous, the entire notion of it, but it had felt so real, he'd been impersonated at least for a good cause, the human race was being threatened and the world was ending. The only perturbing thing was how did she know he existed? Had she peered into his story and been inspired like over some crystal ball? Some dreams don't offer answers, but it was unique, and never had he felt as strong as in the moment where he was free to unleash his magic on the enemy without holding back.
"Well don't worry Gildarts, sometimes we have scary dreams to remind us to appreciate this moment," her hand found his silver hand, and he hadn't quite realized, as he didn't have feeling in the hand, until he felt her tug his arm.
"My, you are truly beyond your years!" He smiled to her and they strolled out. A birthday princess, and her armorless, armless knight. They ascended the stairs of their great mansion home and Gildarts asked, "Where would you like to go first?"
"Hmph, let me see..." she said with tones of impending sass in her voice.
"I know there's a lot of events, but for some reason, I want to go visit someone first, if that's okay?" She asked and looked at Gil with puppy dog eyes.
He shrugged and wasn't sure why it was his decision, "Sure?"
"Yay! I can introduce you to granny!" And she bolted down the street. Gildarts quickened his pace, but his peg leg made running fast on cobblestone difficult without tripping on the uneven grooves. The prime maintained his consistent pace, unsure if he was ready to meet, this "Granny" especially because of the last one he'd met had wrecked a casino around him.
He walked up some steps to a quieter part of town and followed Molly's scampering feet down a hallway. She paused and waited by the door, which was closed and waited for Gildarts to open it and go on in. His heavy boots clunked his way along as he followed Molly's lead through the door and the short blonde girl had extreme energy in her step.
As he walked in through the doorway, over Molly's tiny, child shoulder he saw a bed extended out and an older person laying in it. He was either standing in a nursing home or a hospital.
In the bed there was an elderly woman with pearl colored, curled hair sitting with the sheets tightly wrapped over her feeble and petite frame. Across from the bed was a TV, flicked off, on her right was a nice window overlooking the forest of green. There were two potted plants on there and the window was open so that the sunshine could pour in and feed the beautiful flowers within the clay vase.
Molly was occupying one of the chair's next to the woman's bedside and holding her hand. One aged and wrinkled and stained with liver spots, the other young and fresh and vital and not fully formed. It was practically symbolic. In fact, it was even more so sentimental.
"Molly dear, it is so good to see you!" Her voice wavered like someone who was over a hundred might. It was kind and graceful, and regarded Molly as a treasure of a child, especially when she smiled.
"Granny! This is Gildarts! I told you he'd come today! I was so excited, I wanted him to meet you." Molly smiled and looked over to Gildarts, the strongest male prime she knew. Princess Guu was the strongest girl.
"My, what a dashing young man you are!" She said delighted and used her other hand to greet him. He extended his silver hand, and she was shocked by the cold kiss of metal. But it didn't shake her. Gildarts supposed he was young compared to her. But give him another century or two and he'd likely age just the same.
"It's a pleasure to meet you... Granny," he had followed Molly's lead.
"Molly here has told me much about you, and to be frank I wasn't sure you'd come today, you're a busy Prime with a lot on your plate. Never bite off more than you can chew." She winked at Gil through her gold-rimmed spectacles.
"What has she said?" Gildarts asked cordially.
"Hmm, that you're a hero, but you treat yourself like a villain, that you're kind to those who don't necessarily deserve it, and that you're one of her inspirations," Granny spoke proudly beaming through her silky wrinkled age-lines.
"Oh?" Gildarts blinked, letting this fall into his mind and settle, "Well, it is always an honor to inspire the young."
"Gilly and I went on an adventure together, and I still have dreams about it! But last night, he had a bad dream, so I tried to tell him it was okay. He's always so polite, like a dad, but sometimes he doesn't know how to be normal." Molly surmised.
"Well, it isn't a normal world we live in, nor did he come from one," she said looking up at him with delight sparking in her eyes as she remembered her own youth.
"Enjoy your youth Gildarts, don't worry so much." It was easy to said but she had no idea.
Yes Gildarts, enjoy me while you still have me. I could be in another's hands faster than you know, the Malefactor's voice haunted his thoughts on cue
"Thank you," he spoke cordially, "I'll try."
"That's a good boy. Anywho, Molly comes around almost every morning, sometimes she brings me treats, I imagine tomorrow morning I'll get delicious leftover cake," Granny giggled like an excited child.
"Do you like him?" Molly whispered into Granny's ear.
"Of course I do Molly, he's your friend!" She assured the child.
Meanwhile Gildarts kept his hands behind his back and watched them share a moment. Their whispers and giggles reminded Gildarts that age was an illusion, he saw the life in both of them, even though Granny was crippled from the waist-down, she did not let that ruin the last of her days.
They spent some time in the room together, Granny had many stories to tell, and about an hour had passed before Granny finally prompted Molly to leave, "Go off and enjoy your birthday! You'll see me tomorrow. Hit the piñata for me! And eat lots of candy! Hehe!"
She had such zest in life, her eyes were slanted upwards with a smile that resembled two twin mountains with light gently hitting them on the horizon. "Aww Granny! Well, I'll be sure to bring you some cake tomorrow!"
"Please do," Granny said to Molly, "Corner piece please."
"Sure thing," she promised.
Gildarts heard something in the woman's voice though. It was sorrow, as though layered in with the joy brimming from the lady's spirit.
Molly and Granny parted with a hug and she went out the door. Gildarts left second and last, leaning over her bedside to shake her hand cordially.
"It was a great honor to meet you," her tense, was was trifling. He smiled and like the noble man and wizard he was.
"The honor and pleasure was mine. When Gildarts' broad shoulders moved from the open, sunny window pane, two new things joined the lady's plants.
One was a beautiful new potted plant, to add to her flower collection and bedside garden. The next was a slice of cake. Gildarts had a feeling she'd prefer enjoying it tonight, and he had been correct. The prime followed the little girl down the hallway on her birthday, as he left the elderly woman to eat her final slice of cake, and pass on into eternal oblivion in the quietness of the night. She did it with a hope for the young's bright future, and a smile on her face as she looked over her glowing flowers and up into the stars.
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"I have never met a strong person with an easy past." -Atticus