I read the Sledding Hill, the best book I've ever read. It was pretty good and that's what inspired me to write this two-shot with a prologue. It's just to take a break from "Werewolves of London".
The Chime Hours:
Prologue
Hiya! My name's Hamtaro and I'm so happy to meetcha! My dad's a third grade teacher and my mom works as a pharmacy tech. So yeah, I guess I'm just an average seventeen-year-old right? Well, if you said yes to that previous statement, then you're right on the money. Did you enroll in Harvard or something, 'cuz you're really smart!
I attend Ham Ham High School in the small Hamutown. All of our shops and places are named after hamsters, since they're really important to us. There was a story long ago, told when I was just a little kid, about these hamsters who brought those "diamonds of sugar" into the sky. 'Course, even I know those are stars… Though candy floating in the sky doesn't sound bad.
I have a best friend named Bijou Ribbon. She's everything a guy could dream of, according to my man Boss. Though I really don't know what he's talking about because a girl could dream of having Bijou as a best friend, not just a boy. Anyway, Bijou always keeps these blue ribbons in her hair, which is white, like mine! 'Cept half my head is orange and she only has white for her hair color, but it's not just similarities like those that keep us close. She's always willing to help out and have fun. Bijou is also the co-founder for my gang's clubhouse, along with Boss and Oxnard.
Boss is already in college (wow, who knew he was twenty and still single?), getting a degree for math. Don't ask me why because it seemed that he was always interested in other stuff like mining and working. However, Boss claims he's always right, so I trust the guy.
Oxnard was my first friend when I moved in to Hamutown at the age of seven. We've been pals ever since, grabbing ice cream cones after watching one of our friend's sport events and sitting on the curb, staring at the cars who go by. We'd lick the cones clean and throw some of the crumbs to the birds.
That was the reason why I'm here in the hospital. It goes a little like this…
"Hey, Oxnard!" I laughed. I had just finished my ice cream. "Look at that BMW, ain't she a beaut?"
"Yeah," Oxnard sighed. "Reminds me of Pepper."
"Stop thinking about your girlfriend, she's coming next week, remember?"
"H-Hey, Hamtaro, don't stand so close to the curb," Oxnard warned shakily.
"Oxnard, you worry too much-"
I looked up and saw headlights, not taking my eyes off of the shocked truck driver. And then everything went black with the cries of "Hamtaro! Oh, my God, Hamtaro, no! My God, not him, Hamtaro, wake up!"
I sighed contently in the hospital room, kicking my legs off the hospital bed and soared to the sink. I looked back slowly as the doctor opened the door, my mother running into the room with waterworks.
"Miss… I'm so sorry," the doctor said, waving any bystanders out into the hall. My dad followed my mother solemnly, hands in his pockets and tears in his eyes. My mom was bawling her eyes out and the scene tugged my heart a little. I knew she was crying, I could hear the sobs, but I didn't want to look at my mangled body soaked in blood, my face bruised as my mom hugged me and sobbed into my chest. I had already looked at my face long enough after I saw myself, lying cold on the pavement with glazed eyes looking up into the sky with emptiness after the car crash. Floating out the room, I looked at my see through hand.
My name is Hamtaro! Let me see… I'm seventeen years old and have dropped out of Ham Ham High School. My mom and dad will be taking breaks from their jobs to arrange a funeral. I'm really average except for one thing… What was it… Oh, right!
Did I forget to mention that I'm dead?
Yes, that was very short. Yes, Hamtaro is dead and he's a ghost.
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