Flying High Everyday - Prologue
A small girl sat on a couch in front of a wide screen T.V., absentmindedly swinging her legs as she watched an anime about a boy who loves small things work as a waiter at an eccentric family resturant, where he meets a tiny girl (who says she's not tiny) and many more. The reason she was watching this is because the main character's love interest (not the tiny girl but an androphobic girl who punches guys on reflex) is voiced by her mom.
A yawn erupted from behind the girl as her father's best friend walked up to girl, patting her on the head and plopping down next to her, causing the girl to pop up into the air for a second.
"Morning Plutia." The girl blinked slowly before looking out the window, the sky was slowly turning from a light blue to a yellowish orange. A large smile grew on the girl's face as she patted her father's friend on the arm.
"Auuuunty Blannyyyy, it's almost noooooon!" The woman rubbed her eyes then stretched out her body.
"Oh sorry, good afternoon Plutia." The smile grew larger.
"Goooooooood afternooooon!" The ending song from the T.V. show came up and Plutia picked up the remote turning off the T.V. "I'm dooone!" Plutia put the remote at her side and began staring at the blank T.V. screen.
"Alright, I'm going to grab something to eat." Right before Blanc could leave her seat, Plutia stood up and wrapped her arms around Blanc's neck and her legs around Blanc's torso. The woman chuckled as the girl nuzzled her neck.
Leaving the couch, the duo headed towards the kitchen and opened the refrigerator door.
"Oh hey, pudding." Taking the treat, Blanc reached into the drawer for a spoon. As she searched for a spoon of the right size, mixing the spoons up at the same time, Plutia unwrapped her legs and began hanging them. Blanc looked over her shoulder to see the small girl enjoying herself.
"Aunty Blanny, wouldn't Daddy be mad if you ate that?" Despite her question, Plutia revealed no worry in her voice as she swung side to side as Blanc returned to the couch.
"Nah, I usually buy him a new one before he gets here. Neptune won't notice." Blanc pulled tab off the pudding cup and began to dig in.
"Aunty Blanny?"
"Yes?" The woman popped the spoon of sweetness into her mouth.
"Why do you know my Daddy so well?" A smirk.
"Well, we're not just best friends. We're childhood friends." A sparkle in the purple-haired girl's red eyes.
"Reeeeeeallly!?" Blanc tapped the girl's arm and Plutia let go, plopping onto the cushion below her. The woman stood up, placing the pudding cup on the table and digging the spoon into the treat.
"Hold on, I'll be right back."
"Kaaaaay!" Blanc quickly jogged out of the living room and her fading footsteps could be heard moving up. In no time at all, the woman returned holding a thick book, from what the little girl could see, all of the pages were covered in some sort of plastic covering.
"Here, take a look." Placing the book in front of her, Plutia opened the book to find pictures.
"*Gasp* It's Daddy!" Blanc patted Plutia's head as she flipped through the pages. "He's sooooo cuuuute!"
"Yeah, although I can't remember most of these pictures." When Plutia flipped to a certain page, Blanc placed her hand over the girl's smaller one. "Hold it right there." Blanc's finger traced over a picture in the center.
The picture depicted a Blanc and Neptune about the same age as Plutia, the both of them were covered in dirt and leaves, holding plastic bags.
"This I remember," Blanc picked up Plutia and placed her on the woman's lap. "Fasten your seatbelt, kid. We're going on a trip down Memory Lane."
"But, Daddy said we're not going to Zislet Planet until next month." Blanc rolled her eyes.
"Well, we're going on an imaginary trip so close your eyes." Excited, Plutia followed her elder's instructions and began bouncing in her seat.
"This picture was about…"
To Be Continued in…
Flying High Everyday - Memory One: Errand