Lost Child

[onwingsofflame]

[Little Luke is humming to himself, picking at the grass slightly and playing with the flowers; every flower he touches seems to shimmer momentarily with more life, but returns to normal when his touch is gone. Every now and then, he'll pluck a flower very carefully from the ground with a little smile and place it into a neat little pile, mumbling something along the lines of, "Flower for mama," before humming once again.

The look in his eyes is a little sad and understanding, much too much for a child of his age. But he just keeps on going, in spite of whatever it is he understands.]

Comments

[onwingsofflame]

Big Brother would listen, but... he doesn't want me getting involved, 'cause people'll use me... 'cause I'm Lorelei's special person. And... and they don't listen to Big Brother much 'cause he's not...

[prismshards]

Ah.. Don't listen to them, whoever they are. Asch is also special to Lorelei.

[onwingsofflame]

I know he is, but 'cause Yulia only talked about me, they think Asch isn't important. That's part of why Papa yells at him... but, but I know Big Brother's just like me. He can do all the same stuff I can, so he's gotta be Lorelei's special person, too.

[prismshards]

That's because they have their heads up their asses and can't think for themselves! So long as you know he's special and Asch knows he's special, what everybody else believes isn't important. If you ask me... Yulia might have left out Asch to protect him or allow him to live his own life.

[onwingsofflame]

[Ooooooh, Luke, what did you just say?] You said a bad word...

[prismshards]

Huh? Bad wo-- [ OH. SON OF BI..SMARK. ] W-whoopsies? Uh, that can be our little secret too, okay?

[onwingsofflame]

[Luke fidgets a bit, playing with the blades of grass.] I don't like bad words... Papa uses them a lot when he's yelling at people.

[prismshards]

'm sorry. It's a bad habit I picked up somewhere along the way. Not that it's a good excuse. [ He edges closer to lift a stray flower from Luke's hair. ]

[onwingsofflame]

Big Brother does it sometimes, too... when he doesn't realize I'm there. Or when he forgets I'm there.

[prismshards]

Hey, hey. Nobody's going to forget about you, kiddo. Asch isn't the kind of person to forget. That much I can promise.

[onwingsofflame]

I miss him... he should've already come find me...

[prismshards]

I'll sit with you until he gets here. You wanted to make wreathes for Mother and Nat, right?

[onwingsofflame]

Uh-huh...

[prismshards]

Heh, you can even make one for Asch.

[onwingsofflame]

Big Brother wouldn't wear one... he'd give it to Natalia. Or put it on my head...

[prismshards]

It's the fact you went to the effort for him that counts.

[onwingsofflame]

Can't I just give him a big hug when he gets here? Big Brother doesn't mind when I give him hugs so long as I don't make a scene.

[prismshards]

You can do that too! Or instead, if you don't feel like making one for him. Though I'd shell out my monthly allowance to see Asch wearing flowers in his hair.

[onwingsofflame]

[Imagine the kid giving the closest to a genuine Aschface here.] I won't let you make fun of Big Brother!

[prismshards]

[ P-pfffft! Why so cute, kidlet? Luke holds up both hands in preparation for any tiny temper tantrum bitty!Luke might pitch. ] I mean it all in good fun!

[onwingsofflame]

I still won't let you!

[prismshards]

...you're serious, aren't you.

[onwingsofflame]

[Does his genuine Aschface look like the face of someone who isn't serious? Idolizing his big brother has effects, clearly.]

[ooc; I'm gonna get to bed. >: There shall be more taggage tomorrow, I promise! ♥]

[prismshards]

[ So Luke has noticed. The whole 'Asch = Big Brother' is still something he hasn't quite been able to wrap his head around. ] ...look, I know the guy. Kinda. He's such a stick in the mud.

[ ooc; Okie dokie~ I should be heading there too, haha. <<;; ♥ ]

[onwingsofflame]

No he's not!