Sooo...my first drabble. (Or drabblet, seeing as it's over 100 words...) Interesting, I usually hate short fanfictions, but the flashback scene at the beginning of Chapter 4 in Mother 3 wasn't really something that should be fleshed out into 2/3k...so yeah, I'm way happier with this.
But why do my Mother 3 fics always tend to be experiments or "first time doing this sort of style for a fic"? Meh, I guess this game just gives a lot of different approaches to it. Strange. Funny. Heartrending.
I'd like to take a few last seconds to thank Curimurch for beta-reading this. You rock, girl.
So yeah, any more and this'll be longer then the actual thing! Enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Mother 3.
~Looking Handsome~
Hinawa was gentle.
She was never rough, the way she brushed Lucas's hair. She would guide the brush through his golden locks; delicately. Gripping his shoulder with her free hand, she would smile at her son through the mirror as he sat quietly. Her touch was soothing, blissful even, adapting Lucas to a peaceful state of mind. He blushed shyly in return to his mother's smile.
She would always curve the brush at the front. He liked it that way. Hinawa had always brushed Lucas's hair for him. Never Claus; it was too "unmanly" for a boy to have his mother brush his hair.
But Lucas adored his mother's gentle touch.
Everytime Hinawa finished, she would place the brush on the bedside table, and move her head just above Lucas's right ear, both hands on his shoulder. She would smile into the mirror again, the pair of them admiring her work.
Then she would whisper.
"Looking handsome."
How he longed for that again...
Um...how was that? I hope you liked it, and I had to admit, it was fun to do a ten minute fic like this and yet manage to convey what I was going for very well...at least, I felt that way. Still, it's my first. But maybe I shouldn't be so quick to dismiss drabbles...after all, quality is more important then quantity.
Thanks for reading this and please review! That's all for now! This is Blue Toad, signing off.