Untamable ― ☆

WHERE THE FUCK WERE YOU I WAS SO SCARED YOU LEFT TO BUY MILK AND NEVER CAME BACK

        To see the chairman in such a state of disarray sent shivers along the smaller, fear prickling in the back of her mind for a mere moment before it was swept away within her father’s embrace.

        Trying to keep herself steady, those trembling hands raised to return the hold, already messy suit wrinkling under that grip.  It was surreal, that weight of guilt hitting for causing such sorrow in her absence, but, should she really linger on that?  His touch shook Soleil back to reality, resting her cheek against the other’s shoulder and muttering softly,

YOU.......

“Bugs? Bugs’re cool. Makes it sound like you swapped for something else, though.”

“I guess it would be easier to call me Peter, since… that’s technically my actual name, anyway. Arceus, it’s a lot nicer to have people prefer it over Bede– anyway, it’s interesting that you call your… our reflections siblings. I suppose you’ll be one of the ones I remember, Soleil.”

        “Ah, yes.  I started with bug types but...shortly after I was taken under Kabu’s wing I began to lean toward fire types.  It was a difficult adjustment, but I still keep my previous team at home.”

It’s kinda weird having people refer to him as a Bede. Like, a Bede, of the Bedes.

“Best type born & raised.

            … Normal type, that is.”

        “Normal types, hm..?  Not what I would pick off the top but to each their own, not many would start with Bugs as I did, either.”

        Boring.  It all felt so boring.

        There was a pang in her chest, one that reminded her of that time in the orphanage, loneliness.  She missed her father, her siblings, yet they all seemed so busy or quiet minding their own.  Solei considered going to visit them for a moment, but something made her hesitate..a feeling of being ignored or rejected.

        Gentle fingers brush over the package curiously, eyes focused to perhaps find a note on who could have sent her this gift.  Soleil opens it slowly, gazing upon the stone settled inside with wonder slowly growing.

        She picks it up, feeling over the coarse surface, despite being raw, it felt silky to the touch, and that warm coloration tugged a smile on the corners of her lips.