Rain Child: That's right, I'm still alive! School is just keeping me busy. So here's a little one-shot to entertain you all until I have time to release some new things and more chapters.
Isaac: This story is based off a story in a book by Max Lucado, and rain child loved the idea of making it into a fanfic, not to mention issuing a challenge along with it. She also doesn't own Golden Sun, or Mr. Lucado's story, if it's his.
Rain Child: Enjoy!
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Roses
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Yes, that's right, he'd fallen in love with her. Miss Jenna Ardor* was the name of the woman who stole his heart. His best friend had laughed endlessly over the fact he'd fallen in love with writing in a book. It didn't matter though, when he'd picked up that book and read the deep thoughts the woman had written in the margins, he had been determined to get to know her.
And through some wonderful chance, he had found her address. Now, each week, he eagerly awaited a carefully written letter, as he fell farther in love with her. Happily they planned to meet, but he was drafted to fight in the war. Even overseas, they still wrote, though she refused to send him a picture of herself. And now he was finally going home, and she'd promised to meet him!
That day was today. She'd told him she would wear a small red rose on her hat so that he'd see it was she. The animated lieutenant searched eagerly for his new love. Then he saw her. She was absolutely gorgeous, with soft brown hair and fiery chocolate eyes. Her plain blue dress was simple, but made her look more elegant than any actress. His eyes drifted to her head, but there was no hat, nor a rose. Just behind her, he saw an older woman, maybe mid-fourties, dumpy, but kind looking. Upon her head lay a blue had and a small red rose, just opening. The young soldier's heart fell, caught between the woman who was now walking away, and the lady who stood there in the hat looking awkward.
Maybe it wasn't love after all, but the budding of a new friendship. Gritting his teeth, he walked up to the dumpy, gray-haired woman, saluting with a book in his hand, the sign he'd said he'd identify himself with.
"I'm Lieutenant Isaac Docile. May I take you out to lunch?"
The woman smiled, "I don't think that would be a very good idea. You see, a
young lady told me to wear this hat and if a young man with your name asked me
out to lunch I was to tell you to meet her at De Cencino."
"Thank you, ma'am." Isaac finally replied, breathless, and hurriedly went after the woman who had stolen his heart and waited for him now, and just happened to be wearing a blue dress.
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Fine
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Well, did you like it? Now for the challenge: The point of Mr. Lucado's story (and my fanfic based off it) is about inner beauty. I challenge you, the readers and fellow fanfic writers, to write a story where the character falls not for someone's physical appearance (as is the common stereotype) but for who they really are. And I will be fair. If an Isaac/Mia is the best written, they win over an Isaac/Jenna not as well written, writer's honor!
The reward? You get to go to stats and find another person has put you on their favorite authors list.
I'm looking forward to see the responses!
~Rain Child