A/N) I did already publish this under Daily Writing Prompts, but after spending all afternoon on homework yesterday I realised I wasn't going to have time to publish daily, so I'm publishing this again seperately. This one is the first fanfiction I've written from Benny Junior's point of view, so I hope you enjoy! And a Happy New Year to you all!
Daily Writing Prompt: Write a list titled 'What other people worry about'.
Benny Jr, Diary Entry, Boxing Day
What other people worry about
~Mum worries about me. Too much, sometimes. She tries to protect me from everything, including things I'm now used to like the cold in our apartment when the boiler breaks down, or the damp in the furniture that just won't go away. She tries to take on all the worry herself. I don't think she should. I wish I could help.
~Uncle Varg seems to worry about Mum. He never says anything, but I can tell from his expression when he thinks no one's looking. He sort of looks at her wistfully, like he misses her. It doesn't make sense, not when we're all together at Christmas. He's not a very friendly type. Though I think he secretly likes me. Just a little bit, although he hasn't stopped calling me a halfling yet.
~When we were waiting for people to arrive yesterday morning, Mum was worrying about everything. Mostly about how her family (Uncle Varg and his new girlfriend who I'm to call Auntie Lyzera) will get on with Dad's family (Grandad and Great-Grandma). Apparently they always end up fighting. But she was worrying about other things too. Dad. The state of the apartment. But she still found time to give me my presents and make me a special Christmas breakfast. She didn't eat anything. She told me she wasn't hungry. But I could see that the fridge was empty later. I wonder if she was hungry?
~When I saw Dad he didn't look too worried. He seemed happy when he was giving me my presents. He was happy when he saw Mum again. I caught a glimpse of them under the mistletoe - but I didn't look for long! But I think he has worries too, deep down. Mostly about Mum and me. The fact that we live in our tiny apartment and Mum has to work full time. Dad tries to help out but he can't be with us all the time. He's only seventeen. Mum says he has to live his teenage years while he still has them. It's weird, my dad being young. Only six years older than me!
~ It's hard to tell what Auntie Lyzera worries about. I've only just met her and she's pretty hard to read. I think secretly she worries about Uncle Varg, although she's very independent and doesn't openly show she cares. She was civil enough to Mum and me, but I don't think she likes us much. But who really knows what she's thinking?
~And me? What do I worry about? Mum, mostly. She tells me not to, but I can tell when she's tired. She is all the time now, she never has the time to play football with me in our tiny little yard outside. She's too busy worrying about rent and bills and food and water and heating. Even at Christmas she didn't seem to relax. She only really seemed herself again when Dad kissed her under the mistletoe. That made her stop worrying for a bit. If it would make her happier all the time I wish Dad would live with us. And kiss her more. It makes Mum happy. So it makes me happy.
A/N) Don't we all, Benny? Don't we all wish that Tom and Lexi had kissed in every single episode? Poor Benny, he's so innocent.