disclaimer: I do not own Skwisgaar or Toki. I would like to, but I don't...
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Skwisgaar was 14 years old when he first met Toki. The Swedish teenager was walking in the cold, down the sidewalk toward a music store he frequented, when he noticed a small boy no older than 6 years old huddled near the door of a nearby store. Skwisgaar was not normally one to be considerate of others, and surely was not considered charitable, but seeing the boy huddled with his eyes closed, shivering made him feel angry. The boy wore black pants with holes worn in the knees, boots, and a thin t-shirt.
Who would leave their 6-year old out in the cold all alone, wearing no more than that? Skwisgaar wondered, as he approached the boy. He knelt down in front of the young boy and put his hands on kid's shoulders. The boy instantly jumped in surprise, still shivering, and looked up at Skwisgaar, with a very worried look in his eyes.
"What's yous doins out heres in de snows all alones? Eh?" Skwisgaar said, trying to sound as nice as he could to the frightened boy.
"I am waitings..." the boy began, "Am waitings for my parents... Dey wents insides da stores... Dey saids I has to waits out heres. Dey's mads at me." the boy said, looking down in shame.
"Whats fors?" Skwisgaar asked him, noticing that the boy was still shivering.
"Deys mads dat I don'ts wants to dress likes dem," he answered, "ands dey mads dat I likes musics, and stuffs dat dey don'ts likes."
"Don'ts you haves a coats or somethings?" Skwisgaar finally asked, "It is too colds out heres for yous to nots haves a coats."
The boy shook his head and continued to shiver.
"Heres," Skwisgaar said, taking off his own coat. "I haves a sweatshirts on unders dis. Yous can haves my coat, so yous don't freeze."
The boy looked up and smiled. "Thank yous," he said, standing up to put the coat on. It was far too big for him, but he didn't complain. He buttoned it up all the way to the top button, and pulled the hood over his hair, which was speckled with quite a few snow flakes.
"So whats yours names?" Skwisgaar asked the boy.
"I'm Toki," he said, smiling up at his new friend, "I's actuallys from de Norway, buts my parents are heres todays to buys things at de stores."
"Dat's cool," Skwisgaar said. He was still angry that the young boy's parents were so careless with him. Was leaving him out in the snow in just a t-shirt, with no coat a way of punishing him for listening to music, and not wanting to dress like they liked? "How olds is you, Toki?" he asked.
"I'm five and a halfs," he answered, smiling, "How olds is yous?"
"I's almosts fifteen," Skwisgaar said, feeling quite grown up.
"Wowwee," Toki said, "I bets yous can do whatevers you wants! All de times! I can'ts waits untils I'm dat olds. I wants to play musics, but my parents don't likes musics. Do yous plays musics?"
"I's the fastest guitars player ats my schools," Skwisgaar said, smiling, knowing that he was impressive to the young boy.
"Oh, wowwee," Toki said, "I tries to learns hows to plays..." He stopped in the middle of his thought, and peered over Skwisgaar's shoulder. "Yous has to go..."
"What do yous means?" Skwisgaar asked.
"My parents don'ts likes me to talks to peoples... And dey's comings... You has to leaves, or dey will be mads at me," Toki said, worry noticable in his voice.
Skwisgaar looked down at Toki, "If yours parents ares ever too means to yous, comes back heres, and asks the manager in dis musics stores to help you finds Skwisgaar, okays? Dat's me. Okays?"
"Okays. Yous gots to go nows! Before dey sees you." Toki said, his voice in a whisper.
"Don't forgets abouts what I saids to yous," Skwisgaar said, "ask de manager to find Skwisgaar for yous. He's a nice guys, hes will helps yous. I goes nows."
Skwisgaar quickly walked across the street and into the music store, and watched the young boy as two very scary adults approached him. He couldn't hear what they said, if they said anything at all. The boy looked up at them, as the man who Skwisgaar assumed was the boy's father dragged him to his feet and unbottoned the coat Skwisgaar had given him. The man threw the coat on the ground, and pulled the boy along as they walked out of sight.
Skwisgaar walked outside and picked up the coat. When he looked in the direction the boy had gone with his parents, he did not see them. He looked down at the coat, but couldn't bring himself to put it back on, even though he was shivering.
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Wow...� Spell checking sucks...� The way Skwisgaar and Toki talk. ;)
