Close your eyes. Imagine Camille Saroyan, Temperance Brennan and Angela Montenegro as six year old girls, with cute hairstyles and tiny skirts and dresses. Now open. Read this fic, then review.
Disclaimer: Mommy pwomised me fo my birthday, but I don't have a birthday till November. I only own Miss Baker, though.
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"But Dadeeeeeee...."
"Angela, darling," her father handed over her lunch box and enveloped her in his arms. The six year old dug her face into his chin, and let out a sob, "I'll be back before you know it. I'll bring you back something special, princess, I promise. I'll miss you while I'm gone."
"I'll miss you too, Daddy," Angela whined, giving him an extra squeeze.
"Come on, baby, time to get into class," he smoothed a hand over her dark hair, wiped a tear from her eye, "You okay if I leave you out here?"
She nodded and smiled, looking over to see a familiar caramel brown ponytail as her best friend jumped from her parents' car.
"I want a My Little Pony," she smiled.
"Good Morning." Temperance grinned, her happy skip stopping right in front of Angela. Angela grinned back.
"Hi. My daddy's gone on tour with his band! He's gonna bring me back a My Little Pony."
"You're getting a pony? Can I ride it?" Temperance's eyes popped excitedly at the prospect.
Angela's rolled, "It's not a real pony, silly! You can play with it though!"
Temperance was still contemplating how exactly she would be able to play with a fake pony when Angela was distracted by a figure sitting alone on one of the yellow and blue swings in their school's back yard. She had her arms folded over her chest.
"I saw her yesterday," said Angela, cocking her head to the side and observing the other small girl's jet back pigtails, her fringe curving to shield her eyes, "She's pretty."
"We have to get to class," said Temperance as the bell rang overhead.
"Well come on let's go get her so we can get to class," Angela grabbed Temperance's hand and pulled her towards the swings where the little girl sat.
"Hi," Angela said cheerfully, using her hand to brush her hair from her face. The girl looked up and smiled sadly.
"Hi."
"I'm Angela," she leaned over, "You gotta get to class."
"Miss Baker will be upset if we get to class late," said Temperance
"Uh, yeah. My mommy's in the hospital cuz she's gonna have a baby. But my daddy's worried about her and I'm worried too..."
"Aww, sweetie your mommy's gonna be okay," Angela put her arm around her.
"Ange-la!" Temperance whined, "We have to go to class!"
"Okay! Okay! Miss Baker she has oatmeal cookies for whenever anybody feels bad. It always makes me feel better," Angela helped the girl off the swing, "Hey what;s your name anyway?"
"Cam," she looked at Angela and Temperance, "You guys are nice."
"We just don't want you to get into trouble," said Temperance, putting an arm on Cam's back as well, as they all walked to class.
"Wanna share my cookies?" Cam asked.
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Hopefully cute and fluffy (like Stitch) but if it wasn't, you can tell me. Review!