Hey guys! So as I always struggle for ideas but want to improve my writing, I saw that thebesthufflepuff started a 100 one shots for 100 themes. I asked her if I could use some of her themes and she agreed so this is basically just going to be a compilation of one shots based on those 100 themes. In all likelihood, I am not going to write that many, but I figured I have five weeks off uni so why not give some a try. I currently have four written (one for each boy) and they are in no particular order, just what came to mind first. The first one is a Logan and is number 7 off the list. Enhoy!

Heaven

7 year old Logan sat up in his room holding his legs tightly to his chest. This was the fourth night in a row he had gone to bed without dinner. It was also the fourth night in a row where neither of his parents had come in to kiss him goodnight. He knew that his daddy never would again. But he wishes his mummy would. He wasn't mad at her for not doing it because he knew she was sad. He knew this because his mother had not stopped crying since they had found out about his father. Neither of them had left the house since it happened, Joanna in too much pain and Logan simply too scared to leave his mother alone. But the funeral was tomorrow and Logan understood that this meant they had to leave the house and that this was his final chance at saying goodbye. He finally fell into a fitful sleep listening to the desperate sobs of his mother. He felt like he had lost both his parents.

The next day Logan was forced to get himself ready and had to beg his mother to be get out of her bed. He tried and tried but to no avail. He was losing all hope. He wouldn't get to say a proper goodbye to his dad if he couldn't get his mum up. Luckily for Logan, Grandma Mitchell walked in the front door at that very moment.

"Joanna, Logan, are you guys ready to go? The service is starting soon", she called up the stairs.

"Up here Grandma, help!" shouted Logan.

Grandma Mitchell ran up the stairs as fast as an old lady could and came into Joanna's room where Logan was all but dragging her off the bed. She sent Logan out of the room so he wouldn't have to see what she was about to do. As soon as he exited, Grandma Mitchell gave a gentle, yet stern talking to Joanna about how she knew how much she was hurting but needed to be there for Logan.

All the while Logan had been down in the kitchen, trying to make himself some cereal, thinking about where his daddy was now. He had heard people at school talk about this place called Heaven and how people that died went to live there with God and all the angels. But he was confused, because when his Great Uncle Buck had died last year his parents told him that it meant he stopped breathing and so they put him in the ground. Harsh words to tell a 6 year old, but the Mitchell's were atheists and that is how they had wanted to bring up Logan, much to the dismay of Grandma and Grandpa Mitchell. However, this just left the small boy full of confusion. He wanted to believe what the kids at school said because he thought his daddy would like living with angels, but his parents couldn't be wrong could they?

By the time Logan had finished his cereal; Grandma Mitchell had managed to get Joanna to get out of bed and dressed ready to go. She still looked upset, but much better than she had been looking and they all walked out the door. Luckily Grandpa Mitchell had been doing all the planning and had arrived at the cemetery earlier to handle all the details.

When the service started, Logan's thoughts about where his dad was going came back to him. He looked back and forth between his mother and grandmother who he was sitting between, trying to work out if they really knew. He decided that one of the must know the right answer, and knew that they wouldn't lie to him, because it wasn't just old uncle Buck this time it was his dad.

"Where is daddy now?" Logan gently whispered to the women.

Joanna looked down in shock at her son, tears in her eyes. When she looked at his innocent, curious face she couldn't bear to tell him what she really believed. That her husband was in that coffin getting buried straight into the ground. So she just stared at him speechless. When she wouldn't answer him, Logan decided to turn to his grandmother and ask her instead.

"Some kids at school told me about this place called Heaven, where everyone is always happy, is that where Daddy has gone, I bet he'd like it there, I hope that's where he went"

Once again, Grandma Mitchell wanted to tell Logan what she believed, but didn't want her daughter-in-law to get angry at her. After all, Logan was Joanna's son, not hers. So she left him answerless too. Logan slumped in his chair. He wishes he could ask his dad, but if he could do that, he wouldn't wanna know the answer so much. So Logan continued to sit silently through the service, until his mother grabbed his little hand quietly whispered to him.

"Yes Logie-bear, your daddy has gone to Heaven, he IS with all the angels, and every day he will be thinking about you"

Logan smiled a real smile for the first time since his dad went in the hospital the last time. He felt comfort in knowing that even if his daddy wasn't here with him, he was somewhere wonderful, not in the ground like Great Uncle Buck.

So, there's my first one. Hope it was okay. As I said, I have another three written, so if I get a good response I will upload them soon :)

Review if you want, or not, whatever floats your boat.