A/N: I like Toad. You have a problem with that? Oh, yeah, and I own this particular past for Toad. Just something I came up with on a whim.
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution.
Dirty-Blonde Hair
By: Crystal, aka Matt & Mimi
If there were two words in the English language that Todd Tolensky despised more than any other, they were "dirty blonde."
Blonde was the clean, pure color of hair. All the princesses and princes in fairy tales had clean, pure blonde hair. But dirty blonde was impure. Dirty blonde was less than that clean, pure blonde. Dirty blonde... how he knew it well...
Todd Tolensky hated dirty blonde hair.
As his dirty-blonde hair floated in the breeze, Todd Tolensky, known better as "Toad," grabbed a hank of his hair and examined it. Dirty, impure. Was there anything about him that wasn't dirty or impure?
Toad highly doubted that.
Nobody liked Toad, not even his own teammates. And it hurt, God, it hurt, everytime somebody called him "Frog-face" or "Toady." Nobody cared about his feelings, nobody at all...
He had never, ever been called "Todd."
Toad's biggest dream was to meet up with his parents again. He had vauge, fading images of them before they left him in Brooklyn. His mother had ash blonde hair, and his father had dark brown hair. He could still hear his mother's laughter in his minde, that sweet sound like the tinkling of bells. His mother had loved him...
Yeah, right. No one loved Toad Tolensky.
When he had been just four years old, his mother had died. His father had taken him to Brooklyn a month later.
"Father, why are we here?" Toad had asked in the British accent he'd carried at the time.
"Because, my son, your mother is dead," his father had said harshly. "I cannot deal with a child such as you. An ugly, frog-like child..."
Toad had been crying by that time. "Father, please," he had pleaded. "Don't leave me... I love you, Father..."
His father had viciously slapped him upside the head. "Toad," he said cruelly, a sneer on his lips. And those were the last words he'd ever heard his father say.
Todd Tolensky hated dirty blonde hair... because that darkness in his hair came from his father.
~Fin
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men: Evolution.
Dirty-Blonde Hair
By: Crystal, aka Matt & Mimi
If there were two words in the English language that Todd Tolensky despised more than any other, they were "dirty blonde."
Blonde was the clean, pure color of hair. All the princesses and princes in fairy tales had clean, pure blonde hair. But dirty blonde was impure. Dirty blonde was less than that clean, pure blonde. Dirty blonde... how he knew it well...
Todd Tolensky hated dirty blonde hair.
As his dirty-blonde hair floated in the breeze, Todd Tolensky, known better as "Toad," grabbed a hank of his hair and examined it. Dirty, impure. Was there anything about him that wasn't dirty or impure?
Toad highly doubted that.
Nobody liked Toad, not even his own teammates. And it hurt, God, it hurt, everytime somebody called him "Frog-face" or "Toady." Nobody cared about his feelings, nobody at all...
He had never, ever been called "Todd."
Toad's biggest dream was to meet up with his parents again. He had vauge, fading images of them before they left him in Brooklyn. His mother had ash blonde hair, and his father had dark brown hair. He could still hear his mother's laughter in his minde, that sweet sound like the tinkling of bells. His mother had loved him...
Yeah, right. No one loved Toad Tolensky.
When he had been just four years old, his mother had died. His father had taken him to Brooklyn a month later.
"Father, why are we here?" Toad had asked in the British accent he'd carried at the time.
"Because, my son, your mother is dead," his father had said harshly. "I cannot deal with a child such as you. An ugly, frog-like child..."
Toad had been crying by that time. "Father, please," he had pleaded. "Don't leave me... I love you, Father..."
His father had viciously slapped him upside the head. "Toad," he said cruelly, a sneer on his lips. And those were the last words he'd ever heard his father say.
Todd Tolensky hated dirty blonde hair... because that darkness in his hair came from his father.
~Fin