DISCLAIMER: I don't own Arthur and the the names and heroes belong to their respectful owners and Luc Besson.I only own Amaryllis (O.C.)

AUTHOR'S NOTES: So,this is my frist chappie of my first story!You can't imagine what I passed to make it look correctly,because it was missing a bunch of words!So,read but mainly enjoy ;)

Arthur was playing with Alfred outside in the garden. Alfred was excited that Arthur bought him a new toy ball. This one was bouncing crazily and that made it more adventurous for him! Arthur was glad he liked it. His grandmother, Daisy, was washing the dishes and sometimes she was taking a look outside and smiled watching them two playing. Her husband, Archilbald,was at the town for businesses, but he would come back soon.

Suddenly the door bell rang.

Daisy was distracted and closed the tap. She wiped her hands at the dirty towel she was wearing around her waist and walked to the living room. The door bell was ringing insistently .

"I'm coming!", she yelled. Then she opened the door. It was the mail man.

"Good morning, Mrs. Sucheau!",said the man and smiled.

"Oh, hello, Mr. Aarons! How are you?",she said with a smile in a happy tone.

"I'm doing very well! It's a beautiful day today, don't you think?"

"Oh, indeed."

"So, um…I got mail for Arthur! Is he here?", said the mail man and put out from his mail bag an envelope full of stamps and seals and handled it to Arthur's grandmother.

"Yes, he's in the backyard playing with Alfred, but I'll give it to him!",she said and signed in the paper the man handled her.

"Good, he's having fun! First days of summer! Kids love summer!",he said and put the paper in his bag."So,Ms Sushot!See you soon!"

"That's true. Bye, Mr. Aarons!", said the woman and closed the door while the man left. She looked at the envelope.

"Amaryllis Evelyn Faraday? From Ireland?Who is this person?",she thought. She walked and stood at the back door of the house where it was facing the backyard,where Arthur was.

"Arthur!", she yelled. The tawny haired young man turned to see his grandmother.

"What?", he yelled with his deep breaking voice.

"You have mail!", she yelled back. The boy ran to his grandmother with Alfred following him.

"From who?", he asked curiously taking the envelope from the woman's hands. As soon as he read the name on the envelope, he smiled happily!" Holy…! It's Amaryllis!". The old woman raised an eyebrow to her grandson.

"She's my best childhood friend, grandma!"

"I see. Won't you open it?", she said with a smile and nodded to him.

"Yes,of course I will!",said the young man and thrashed into the house, crossed the kitchen, rushed up the yellow wooden staircase and got in his room, which was from the left side when you reached the upper floor. His room was a bit untidy. Here and there were books and Alfred's toys and his bed was unmade yet. He ignored it. He sat on his bed and with fast but careful moves he opened the envelope. He took out the letter. It was such a soft paper and when he brought it closer to his face, it had a nice smell of pear blossom. He thought that was original. Pear blossoms are the ones to symbolize friendship-Archibald's herbology books were more than just useful! So, he unfolded it. The letters were calligraphic and beautifully written on the dim black lines.

Dear, Arthur

I think you maybe recognized who am I from the name on the envelope, but in case you didn't, here I am. It's Amaryllis. Your best friend since kindergarten, remember? It has been a lot of time since we were separated and I am so sorry that for 5 years now I haven't sent a single letter. What a friend I am! I guess you'll never forgive me… I'm sorry Arthur.

"I forgive you, Ryl. It's not your own fault after all", he thought to kept reading.

But guess what; I'm moving back!I hope that makes you a little happy? I don't know how you feel about me, so I don't know how you will react. So,me and my family will live in Daisy Town, which means we'll live nearby your house. So maybe we will be able to meet again! And let me add I never forgot you because you were always my best friend. Even when I got in Ireland I made no friends,no real friends like you and me were. But that's ok. People here weren't matching much with me.

Anyway I shouldn't making you sad with my problems. I would like to hear your news instead. This seems awkward, I know. But if you feel like reconnecting with me, that maybe could fix our lost relationship.

We are moving in 2 weeks, so I guess you have enough time to reply to me (if you want of course!).

Hope we'll meet again!

With a handful of apologies and love,

Amaryllis

Arthur smiled lightly and his green eyes enlightened.

Amaryllis wasn't a bad friend. She was a great friend and that could surely be the proof for that statement. And he never thought of doing something like that. He had forgotten her. He was a bad friend. She was thinking of him all this time and he never thought about her for a sec. Since they parted, when they were ten years old, he never thought of her for these five years, he forgot her. Just that. He was sad when she went away,she was his only friend in kindergarten and in the internal school he went to. But then her parents had to go in Ireland for business and they had to take her with them.

Good memories with bad plot. Sadly,it turned out bad. He had one friend and she had to go away. Destiny,you know. Though these, he never told his grandmother about her. He wanted to forget his sadness, but in the end he forgot his friend.

Arthur sighed. He had to write her back. She deserved it, definitely.

-"Arthur! Can you please come down to help me carry something?", his grandmother yelled.

-"Coming!", he yelled and run downstairs.

His grandmother was into the little storeroom that was under the staircase. Arthur got in there and helped his grandmother carry a big wooden chest outside to the warehouse or how Arthur called it workshop. It was there that he made the irrigation system to water the radishes in the garden with some straws and a kind-of-bamboo open pipe. Oh, that was a good one! Too bad the Seides destroyed it for the stupid plan Maltazard had. Poor Minimoys were going to be drown, but fortunately he, Selenia and Betameche arrived on time. Ah, anyway. This was some good invention.

-"So, here we are! We leave it…here.", said the old woman and did the done move with her hands. She sighed and put her hands on her waist looking at Arthur. He was looking around."Arthur?". He looked at her.

-"What's happening?", she asked and gave him a small grin.

-"Nothing's happening, grandma.",he said and smiled to her, going at the wooden counter with the tools. "Wow, these are some old ones!", said pretending to be excited while examining some rusty screwdrivers. Obviously, he didn't want to do the talky right now.

-"I mean with the letter from your friend. You seem sad,deary." .She got to him and patted his shoulder. That move meant that she was ready to hear his problems or news, like she always did. Something his parents rarely did… or better say never. He sighed.

-"Alright… Grandma… I seriously suck at friendship!",he said and bit his lip.

-"What makes you think of that?",she said in a puzzled tone.

-"The thing that I forgot my only best friend of 6 years and since we were parted 5 years ago I didn't give a single shit about her. That's why. I forgot her while she thought about me all this time. Look what a friend I am!", he said and laughed ironically.

His grandmother gave a small smile and cupped his face with her hands.

"You are a great friend, Arthur…Only the thing that you realized that you're mistaken to forget her all these years is enough. Quite enough to say that you care about your friend…". Arthur smiled lightly.

-"I need to fix everything.", he said and looked down at his feet with a sad look.

-"Ok, deary, but before you do…tell me everything about you and her.". Arthur hesitated but then he decided that this would make him feel better. He would release some forgotten documents from the back of his mind. They got outside and sat at the shaded front terrace.

He told his grandmother everything about Amaryllis, him and about their friendship, how good they were, how everything turned upside down when she left and he showed her the letter. His grandmother listened carefully everything. When he finished, he sighed in nostalgy.

-"I wish I could tell her right now how much I'm sorry about our friendship. I wonder how does she look like, how much she changed. I like to hug her and play with her, like we used to do…And…", he laughed lightly and thoughtful,"… I used to tell her that I would marry her!", he said and his grandmother laughed.

-"Oh, Arthur…You should reconnect with her for sure. I'm sure that she'll be delighted to hear from you.", she said in a calm tone and caught her grandson's hand. He smiled to her.

-"Yes, I'm definitely sure she will.", he said and looked up to the sky with a warm happy look in his eyes, while he patted Alfred's head slowly.

So?What do you think? :) I'm writing the second chapter and I'll upload as soon as possible!

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Special thanks to Ryan for the first review and Ryan,you are the best!Stay tuned! ;)