A/N: Mud pie
1. A child's game in which they fashion pies or other deserts using mud, rocks, sand, water and or twigs.
2. May also refer to Mississippi mud pie a chocolate-based dessert pie likely to have originated in the state of Mississippi. The treat contains a gooey chocolate sauce on top of a crumbly chocolate crust.
Sasha
On the first day of grade one I remember feeling so alone, so hungry and so scared. My papa had left me here with all these strangers and I have no idea what to do. It was just me and papa for the longest time but, it seems to me that he has no more time for me anymore. I never really had any friends before, it was just me, papa and the animals in the forest near my home that would keep me company. It's almost recess and I am terrified that I'll have no one to play with.
There were so many people in my class that I couldn't meet them all just yet. I tried to make friends I really did. I tried to play dolls with Annie but all she did was stare at me. I guess she's doesn't like me that much. I know I'm weird and loud but that doesn't mean I can't be a good friend. Maybe she was just shy and didn't know how to say it I really don't know. I tried to play knights and princesses with Jean, Marco and Eren but before we really got started Eren and Jean got in a fight. They don't seem to like each other but I think they secretly do. Miss Petra had to break them apart and they're both sitting in time out in different parts of the class room. Worst of all was when I tried to sit with Krista and Ymir.
Ymir was so mean to me. I guess they're best friends and Ymir wanted Krista to sit with her only. It was snack time and my papa had forgotten to give me a snack to bring with me. I sat at a table and I was with Krista and Ymir. Krista had a big bag of potato chips with her and I asked if I wanted to have one when she noticed that I didn't have a snack. I thanked her for the chip but before I could eat it Ymir asked me a question: "Why do you talk so funny".
I stared at her "What do ya mean why do I talk so funny. I talk normal like erryone else" I answered her.
"No you sound funny. You have an accent and you sound really stupid. Are you stupid Sasha" she asks. "Yeah Sasha are you stupid or something" a few people chorus from a few of the other tables.
"Ymir you can't say that" Krista whispered, "Miss. Ral said we had to be nice to Sasha especially since she's new this year and I heard she hasn't ever gone to school before. Plus she and her papa don't have much money to spare and are from the county" she continued.
"I can hear ya Krista Lenz don't you dare whisper 'bout me. I don't have an accent ya hear and I ain't stupid either. I'm better and smarter than you Ymir and I'm gonna prove it someday" I begin to shout. Before I can follow through on my threat the bell rings for recess.
By the time I get outside I'm the last one out and I look around. Jean, Marco, Thomas, Franz, Reiner and Bert are playing soccer on the soccer field meanwhile Eren, Armin and Mikasa are playing soldiers in the tall grass. Annie is off swingin' on the swing set and Krista and Ymir are off playing house on the jungle gym. I'm just so upset that nobody wants to be my friend and everyone seems to think that I'm stupid. I walk over to the tree next to the sandbox and sit my but down hopein' for a miracle to happen. Miracles don't seem to happen much these days but the good lord took it upon himself to send me a guardian angel.
"Hey could you pass me that those twigs next to you? I'm trying to make a mud pie and I need them for decoration" the boy said pointing to the twigs.
"Pie? I'm so hungry my papa didn't send me a snack. Could you share that pie with me I promise I'll be your best friend forever if you just give me a piece. I'm so hungry I could eat a horse" I begin to ramble so excited at the thought of pie.
"This pie isn't an eating pie. It's a pretend pie! I want to be a baker when I'm all grown up" he responded "I can't give you a piece of that pie but I still have some of my crackers with me, I snuck them out of the class room. Do you want to share them with me" he inquired. I nodded my head and he tossed me over the bag.
"My name's Connie Springer, what your name?" he asked me.
"I'm Sasha Blouse. Thanks for the crackers" I say back.
"Hey Sasha did you mean what you said about being my best friend forever?" he asked shyly after collecting the twigs while I ate the last remaining crackers.
"Yeah of course Connie. I'd love to be your friend" I respond.
"Do you want to help me make that mud pie then? We could play bakery and we'd own the best shop in town" he stated.
"That would be awesome Connie" I shrieked and then he grabbed my hand and pulled me over to his creation.
"Welcome to Pie in the sky bakery" he began, "Would you do the honour of putting the twigs on the mud pie Sasha as your first act as co-owner of this bakery?" he asked.
"Heck yes Connie Springer I'd love to" I exclaimed and so I decorated my first pie and I was pretty sure this wouldn't be my last. Those ten minutes were the best ten minutes of my day if I reckoned but it wasn't too long before the bell rang to go back inside. As we lined up, Connie and I hand in hand people looked at us funny.
"Connie why are you holding Sasha's hand? You don't want to be seen with her. You'll catch her cooties and her stupid" said Ymir.
"Sasha doesn't have cooties and she isn't stupid. She is my best friend and you leave her alone Ymir Langar" Connie yelled. Before things could get out of hand Miss. Petra appeared.
"Connie and Ymir I don't want to hear those words coming from you. They are not nice and are not tolerated in my classroom. I want each of you to apologize to each other right now" she ordered. The two of them softly muttered their apologies and with that we walked back in the school.
I never thought anyone would ever stand up for me after this morning and here I am now with a best friend. Connie and I were inseparable all day, doing everything and anything together. When the bell run at the end of the day Connie gave me a hug and told me he would see me in the morning. I felt so warm and cuddly inside. Maybe this is what it feels like to have a friend or maybe this is what it's like feeling loved by someone. All I know is I'm never letting him go.
