A/N: I've been posting quite a few head canons on my Rose Role Play account based on prompts submitted to me by my followers. One of them sent me a message pointing out that they were actually drabbles, so I decided to post them in a collection here for anyone who might be interested to read my take on the inner workings of what makes Rose tick.
For those of you who are unfamiliar with the term 'head canon', it is an idea, belief, or aspect of a story that is not mentioned in the written work itself, but is accepted by the reader.
▼ - Childhood head canon
Rose's hostility towards her mother can't be passed off astypical teenage rebellion—the bad feelings she harbors began a long, long time ago. When Janine left her at the Academy, Rose was full of confusion—she didn't know what she'd done wrong, but she knew it had to have been something pretty bad. Why else would a mother leave her child all alone among a bunch of strangers?
Not even four years old, she couldn't figure out why her mother had given her up, all she knew was that she missed her terribly. At night she would attempt to muffle her sobs in her pillow, longing for the lullabies her mother had often sung in her native tongue. She had not understood the strange wordsbut she'd thought they were beautiful, simply because she loved the lilting sound of her mother's voice.
As time passed, she slowly acclimated. She stopped crying out in the night for her mother, knowing it was futile—and when she had nightmares, it was Alberta Petrov who came running, anxious to soothe her fears. It took a full year for her to face the fact her mother wasn't coming back, and as soon as that realization struck, Rose formed a protective shell around her heart.
By the time Janine did show up—many years later—to check on her daughters progress, Rose just didn't care anymore. Her memories of the mother she had adored had been locked away, buried deep inside her heart, and she refused to let them out again. She knew that if she did, it would break her heart all over again when she watched her mother walk away without a second glance—and she refused to shed one more tear over the woman who had abandoned her.