Tune4Toons: Just to disclaim, don't expect your usual fanfic here.
Special thanks to Cam for getting me off my lazy arse for an actual shot at an entry that doesn't burst through the Inevitable Contest's word limit haha. (Under My Over is still ongoing though, no worries.) And also, thanks a lot *insert sarcastic tone here, cue rolled eyes and hand on hip* for taking my entire concept and making it into The Everybody Talks Challenge. :P Haha it's alright, I'm not holding it against you. Instead, I'll take that challenge!
Everything here is purely experimental (and it drove me insane just from writing it), so let's see how that goes. As for the characters, feel free to take a guess at who they are :D This is my new entry to the Echo's & Legend's Inevitable Contest as well as my response to the Everybody Talks Challenge on the forum Reviews Lounge, Too.
Welcome to home, a study in innocence. Enjoy~
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˙ǝɯoɥ ǝq ll,ǝɥS ˙ǝɯoɥ ǝq ll,ǝɥS ˙ǝɯoɥ ǝq ll,ǝɥS
I wanna see her. I wanna see Mama. Where is she? Where's Mama? Strangers took her away. There were so many of them. Why did they take her? Where is she? Mama, my mommy.
Calm down. It's okay. I'm not here to hurt you.
Where's Mama? Where's my mommy? Where's my mommy? Where is she?
Please calm down. Your mom wanted me to come get you.
You're lying. I don't know you. Mama doesn't know you. And Mama's coming home soon! Mama's gonna come home soon! Get away from me. Help! Help! Someone help me! Lemme go!
Please don't hurt me!
Please please please please please.
Please don't...
...
Again, I'm not going to hurt you.
I just want to talk.
...
Where's Mama?
She's sleeping.
She's sleeping? But she was sleeping earlier. She can't still be tired; I didn't even take my nap yet.
Yes, she's very tired. She told me her head hurts and to tell you not to worry.
How come? Are you her friend? You said you knew her. She didn't tell me someone was coming over. She usually makes pie when someone was, but I think we might have some leftovers from last time in our fridge.
Peach cobbler. It's my favourite. Her favourite too.
Last time? Who else came here?
Mama said I'm not supposed to talk about it.
Do you care about your mom?
Of course, very much.
˙os ɥɔnɯ ʎɹǝʌ
So tell me, what happened yesterday before your mom was taken to the ambulance?
Ambulance? To the hospital? Is that where she's sleeping? Can I see her? Can I?
Not yet. What happened yesterday? Tell me.
Why?
So I can catch the bad guy that did bad things to your mom.
Are you one of the good guys?
You could say that. Do you think I'm lying?
No, mister. If you are a good guy, you're going to lock him up, right? Don't tell Mama I told you, okay? She won't like it if she knows.
It was a stranger that came yesterday. He's been here before; Mama sometimes brings him over. She would always go somewhere else with him, and she always told me not to tell anyone. I usually go to my room to colour, and when she came back, she would have these purple spots on her arms. I'd ask her if she was okay, and she would say that she was fine every time and that I should go to my room. So I do. Then I show her a drawings I make.
Then she'd say they were pretty before she starts crying sometimes. I thought she was sad, but she told me it was happy tears.
Make sure you don't tell Mama I told you.
I won't. Can you describe what the stranger looks like?
He's tall, wears grey, has a headband, funny beard. Looks old and scary. He never smiles. I don't know how Mama knows him or why she even likes him. She's always super tired when she comes home after seeing him. She doesn't play with me anymore.
Oh, he carries a lot of stuff! Mama had to keep telling him to hide his things so I wouldn't see them. He has a lot of toys. Maybe she didn't want him to share with me.
So what happened yesterday?
Well, Mama came home with that stranger again, so I was here colouring a picture of a dream I had. It was a really weird dream. Someone was talking to me, asking me if I loved my mommy. I do, I said. He looked weird, but he was nice.
What about your mom? What happened to her?
Oh yeah, she was yelling at the man because of something bad he did that she didn't like. The man laughed at her. He was so mean. Loud, too. So Mama told me to go to her room to colour while she was talking with him.
Were you scared?
He was yelling at her. He was yelling at Mama. I want to see Mama. Where did those guys take her?
Into an ambulance.
So she's at the hospital? I want to see her! I want to see her! I want to see Mama!
Look, I need you to cooperate if you want to see your mom. You need to calm down.
No, now! Please, I want to see her now. Please please please please please!
Those strangers took her away! They took her away!
Listen to me for a second—
Don't leave me alone! Mama! Mama!
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Mama, please… Don't take her away…
…ǝuolɐ ǝq oʇ ʇuɐʍ ʇ,uop I
Please…