Snowfall
Author Notes(Mako): Second one shot(Update...this is going to be a mini series seeing how I made this way too bloody long...) for the holidays~ I do not own Ib! (May be a bit ooc...sorry)
3rd P.O.V
She never liked snow. It was pretty to her yes, but she didn't like it, or to be more accurate she didn't know how to like it. Her parents were always preventing her from playing outside.
Never had she made a snowball, or dug into the icy depths to make a snow angel. She couldn't even have a lovely snowman as a companion. It was a lonely existence.
Every day she would do her studies, quietly watching the other children around her play and laugh. There was no joy for her this Christmas. Just like any other. Her parents are always late, busy with work.
Every year she makes a wish, hoping Santa would grant it. But it never comes true, so she gave up. No longer did she believe in Santa Claus, or the pretty reindeer that are said to flutter about in the night sky.
It was the last day of school. And she was driven to school by her chauffeur. "Here you are Miss." He felt bad for the little girl. All alone in a big house, with that sad expression on her face. "Thank you Mr. Richie...You don't have to pick me up after school. I want to walk home today." He blinked, surprised.
"B-but Miss. I-I can't let you do that. It'll be dark by the time you get out of school. And-and it's dangerous!" She ignored his protests. Slowly walking towards her school building. Her driver was feared gravely for the little nine year old.
So it wasn't too much of a shock when he found himself parked in front of the building later on that day. The sun was beginning to set as the children scurried out with excitement.
He waited a minute...two minutes, waiting till five minutes, before he walked in. Easily finding her teacher. "Excuse me Ma'am, is Ib Rosefield here?" She looked at him warily.
"May I ask who you are? You certainly don't look like her parents." He cleared his throat, taking out his card. "I am one of the missus attendants. I drive her to and from school each day. Simon Richie." Her expression turns to one of concern.
"I'm sorry sir, but she said she wasn't feeling well. So I brought her to the nurse. She said she had called her parents so she could be picked up." Panic began to ensue within the elder gentleman.
"But-that can't be! Mr. and Mrs. Rosefields are in another country! And I was not alerted of this!" He ran, faster then he should. Looking at the signs on the walls for the nurse. He busted the door open...leading to an empty room and an open window. "Miss. Ib!"
Guertena's Orphanage
"Where do I put this?" He huffed lifting the heavy boxes. "Put it in the back Garry." He did as was told. Dropping the boxes to the ground. Sweat falling down his face.
He didn't expect to be so busy this holiday. But then again, living in an orphanage and being one of the oldest kids there should've been explanatory. He sighed, staring at the younger ones with a tired smile.
They were all chatting excitedly. "Yooooooo Garry!" He gets pounced on. "Oof!" Down he goes, being tackled by a swarm of little lovable pests. "What?" A little one the age of 5 hops up and down excitedly. "What do you think Santa will get you for Christmas?"
He didn't believe in Ole Saint Nick anymore. However that didn't stop him from wishing...he wanted a family to finally be with and love. Though as sad as it was, no one wanted him. He was far too old to be adopted, 17 years, people preferred the younger children.
It was alright though. Mrs. Guertena allowed him to stay here, he helped around when he could and had a pretty decent job. Soon though he knew the time would come when he would have to leave.
"Garry hun?" He walks up to the head of the orphanage. "Yes Mrs. Guertina." Her face was covered in flour. She's starting on the pastries for the annual bake sale. "When I went out earlier I forgot to pick up some eggnog, hot coco, frosting and icing. Do you mind going out later to pick those things up?"
He had a feeling this would happen. The orphanage mama always forgot something. "Sure, I was taking the kids to the park anyways. They want to have a snowball war."
She smiled up at him relieved. "Oh good, thank you sweetheart. Just try not to come home drenched, the last thing we need is you getting sick." As sad as it sounds, she wasn't even joking.
The place is barely running, and most of the bills are coming out of Garry's paycheck each week at the bakery. "Yeah..." Shuffling into his coat he shouts. "Let's go to the park! You got 5 minutes before I leave you brats home!"
A stampede of kids rush down the stairs, struggling into their coats before impatiently waiting in front of the door. "Come on Garry!" "Hurry hurry! We wanna play in the snow!" He opened the door, saying a quick bye before being dragged out into the freezing air.
The park wasn't too far a distance. "Yay yay yay~ SNOWWWWW~" All that pent up energy burst through. Garry meanwhile tried to turntail and run so he can avoid the war that's about to begin...sadly he was already targeted.
To be continued~
Author Notes: Muahahaha...someones got their sights set on Garry. Hope you guys like this mini series we got coming along, be sure to check sen and mako's profile(a pm/review works too) if you have any questions. If you like it don't hesitate to fav/follow. Tchao for now!