AN: Ok, so I got tired of one shots and
decided it was time to evolve. How? By taking a number of the above
mentioned one shots and gluing them together into a series. And here
it is, a series of self conclusive one shots tadaaaaa. Hope you
like it. As usual, corrections and suggestion about my awful grammar
are very much welcome and make me very happy -. The rating is G for
now but I TOTALLY intend for it to go up...
Disclaimer: I don't own them; else they
would be having a shameless on-screen romance... don't sue.
Prologue
"One drop of water is only one drop of water but the sea would be less if not for that one drop."
She kept those words in her heart like a treasure, even though she knew he was quoting mother Teresa back then, that he hadn't made them out. It was his soul speaking to hers in the words of another, so she took it for what it was and rejoice in it.
That day she had been down and alone. Pixel had a new video game and everyone was in his house playing it despite her best efforts to drag them outside to play. Sportacus had came to her side in his usual good spirits and been concerned by her sadness and frustration. He had smiled faintly and patted her in the head, which had only annoyed her further.
"But Stephanie, why are you so mad?" he had asked.
"Because is useless! No matter what I do... It seems the every day I must start again. They won't play with me outside, they won't even move! It seems so useless at times... I accomplish too little... I'll never make it..." she had blurted out with an emotion so strong it had made her whole small frame shake.
He had looked at her intently in the eyes then, in a way that she later would come to know as his I-really-want-for-you-to-remember-this-forever look, had put his strong hands over her shoulders y and when he had spoken to her, the soft accent in his voice had been thicker then usual.
"Everything you do matters, Stephanie, even if it doesn't seem so at times. It was your heart that summoned me here. It is your heart that would make this town better, one step at the time. One drop of water is only one drop of water but the sea would be less if not for that one drop."
She had tried very hard not to cry, but the emotion had simply overwhelmed. She remembered all too well his big hands drying her tears away.
She often went back to that point in her memories, the first drop of water in an endless sea of memories. Memories of her and him and the sun shining above both of them and the town she had come to love.