I'd definitely love to adopt a cornflower, then!
You stand just outside of the adoption center, wringing your hands. It looks very small from the outside, and the stories youāve heard from other people about what its like inside seem to be exaggerated. Thereās no way a building so small could house what people say it does, could it?
You end up standing there so long, undecided, that Jimmy opens the door and looks out, a warmth in his eyelights.Ā
āYer the one here fer the Cornflower, aināt ya?ā
You nod,Ā āYes, I am, uh, let me just-ā
He waves you off, pushing the door open completely to let you inside.Ā āPapa Fresh is a bit sick right now, so Iām takinā over tha adoptions fer now. Right this way, if you would.ā
You glance around at the play pens full of life and vibrant colors, some with more muted hues and piles of books rather than sand pits and tiny pools of water.
Youāre led to the little village of houses, right up to the tiny hut that the little group of Cornflowers live in. Jimmy doesnāt even have to knock on the door before one of them comes out, tugging on his bandana as he drags a little suitcase behind him. He turns and waves to the group of them that stand to watch him as he leaves.
He looks up at you, and a kind of joy enters his eyes.Ā āHello. Itās great to make your acquaintance!ā
You canāt help but smile back.Ā āSame here, little guy.ā
Me: *sobbing* I love my boy š
I ended up doing several colors versions with different outlines. @freshbittycenter
I finally decided on the last one. I also decided on his name: Eros š




















