Title: Goodnight Talk
Author: PixyDust
Comments to: sing61mg@yahoo.com
Archive: yes
Disclaimer: they don't belong to me! Really! I'm just barrowing them for fun.
AU: Ezra and his teddy
The little five year old boy around the interior of the stagecoach. He was not tall enough to look out of the window on his own. "Mama!" he said trying to point something out to her. Maude Standish looked down at her little boy.
"Be quiet Ezra. What have I told you?" He looked down at his lap.
"No takin when mama's working." She smiled a chilly smile at him.
"That's right." And again focused her attention on snagging the man who had caught her eye, ignoring the child beside her.
After flirting for a while, the man struck up a conversation with the beautiful southern lady; he looked distastefully at the child and Maude was quick to reassure the man that he was not her child. She was just taking care of the poor dear until she can get him back to where he belonged in the next stop.
Ezra's tummy growled at him. He was hungry. He only ate half a sandwich yesterday but he didn't wanna be a bad boy. His mommy was busy right now. He's not supposed to be a burden.
The gentlemen helped Maude out of the stagecoach at the stop of in the town of Four Corners, stating that he was also going to catch the next one home. "Would you please have dinner with me, my lady? After you" glare at Ezra, "get rid of the child." Maude blushed; she had it down to an art, and accepted.
Ezra looked around at all the tall people and horses, not noticing that he had just walked into the path several horses bearing down on him. Someone noticed though and Ezra was quickly swept off of his feet and carried out of harms way. Ezra looked into the clear blue eyes of the one who saved him. "Damn Lit'le pard. Ya coulda been hurt!"
"Sir, unhand my child." Buck looked at the pretty lady bearing down at them.
"Ma'am. He could have been hurt."
"I assure you Sir, that I know how to raise my own child." She snatched at Ezra's little arm and dragged him away. He had to run to keep from being dragged. Buck watched them go. Some women shouln'ta have any young.
Little Ezra P. Standish sat on the bed, ready to go to sleep, and listening to his mama. "Don't you ever listen? I have told you time and time again, stay out of trouble and out of sight!" She shook his little frame. "You will do better next time." And released him, a signal for him to go to bed.
Ezra wiggled under the sheets, waiting for his goodnight kiss but instead heard the tread of footsteps and the closing and locking of the door. He sighed. His kiss didn't come anymore and it was all his fault. It was fault that daddy got tired and went to sleep with red sauce all over him and never got up again.
He got out of bed and went to his little bag and pulled out a stuff bear. His daddy made it out of bunnies and cotton so he can have a forever pet. He went back into bed.
"I wuv you daddy." Ezra told the teddy.
"I wuv you Ezwa." He answered for the teddy, pretending it was daddy. "I alwaze wuv you Ezwa P. Now kiss daddy." He kissed the furry animal and hugged it close and fell asleep, a tear falling down his soft little cheek.
Author: PixyDust
Comments to: sing61mg@yahoo.com
Archive: yes
Disclaimer: they don't belong to me! Really! I'm just barrowing them for fun.
AU: Ezra and his teddy
The little five year old boy around the interior of the stagecoach. He was not tall enough to look out of the window on his own. "Mama!" he said trying to point something out to her. Maude Standish looked down at her little boy.
"Be quiet Ezra. What have I told you?" He looked down at his lap.
"No takin when mama's working." She smiled a chilly smile at him.
"That's right." And again focused her attention on snagging the man who had caught her eye, ignoring the child beside her.
After flirting for a while, the man struck up a conversation with the beautiful southern lady; he looked distastefully at the child and Maude was quick to reassure the man that he was not her child. She was just taking care of the poor dear until she can get him back to where he belonged in the next stop.
Ezra's tummy growled at him. He was hungry. He only ate half a sandwich yesterday but he didn't wanna be a bad boy. His mommy was busy right now. He's not supposed to be a burden.
The gentlemen helped Maude out of the stagecoach at the stop of in the town of Four Corners, stating that he was also going to catch the next one home. "Would you please have dinner with me, my lady? After you" glare at Ezra, "get rid of the child." Maude blushed; she had it down to an art, and accepted.
Ezra looked around at all the tall people and horses, not noticing that he had just walked into the path several horses bearing down on him. Someone noticed though and Ezra was quickly swept off of his feet and carried out of harms way. Ezra looked into the clear blue eyes of the one who saved him. "Damn Lit'le pard. Ya coulda been hurt!"
"Sir, unhand my child." Buck looked at the pretty lady bearing down at them.
"Ma'am. He could have been hurt."
"I assure you Sir, that I know how to raise my own child." She snatched at Ezra's little arm and dragged him away. He had to run to keep from being dragged. Buck watched them go. Some women shouln'ta have any young.
Little Ezra P. Standish sat on the bed, ready to go to sleep, and listening to his mama. "Don't you ever listen? I have told you time and time again, stay out of trouble and out of sight!" She shook his little frame. "You will do better next time." And released him, a signal for him to go to bed.
Ezra wiggled under the sheets, waiting for his goodnight kiss but instead heard the tread of footsteps and the closing and locking of the door. He sighed. His kiss didn't come anymore and it was all his fault. It was fault that daddy got tired and went to sleep with red sauce all over him and never got up again.
He got out of bed and went to his little bag and pulled out a stuff bear. His daddy made it out of bunnies and cotton so he can have a forever pet. He went back into bed.
"I wuv you daddy." Ezra told the teddy.
"I wuv you Ezwa." He answered for the teddy, pretending it was daddy. "I alwaze wuv you Ezwa P. Now kiss daddy." He kissed the furry animal and hugged it close and fell asleep, a tear falling down his soft little cheek.