...Well fiddlesticks, now I need To post something! HI MM! I LITERALLY HAVE NOTHING RN BECAUSE I'M MOVING SOON AHHHH. But that's my problem! Have this random...thing. idk if its even finished. I'm also kinda... writer's block? Eh, whatever it is it's annoying.
It would be okay.
That's what they told him, at least. It's what they said, what they believed.
Believing did not make it a fact.
He could believe that Santa existed all he wanted, but if Santa was real, why didn't he give everyone presents and or coal? Why did Santa only come to the Christians? He used to believe in Santa, but it never made a difference. Santa didn't give gifts to the Jewish. {They weren't very active church goers, nor did they participate much in Hanukkah. So Stan and Ford tended to have their own celebrations, omigosh that's actually adorable ~ author}
He used to believe that it would all be okay, just like he used to believe in Santa.
That hadn't been true either.
If things were okay, then why was he here? Why didn't it feel okay?
Because it wasn't okay. It never had been.
The first time Stanley didn't feel okay was in second grade.
It was the same year a new boy moved in, and started attending Stanford and Stanley's class.
Crampelter Mactire.
Stanley wasn't threatened, at first. Crampelter seemed like every other boy in school. In the beginning, he was very quiet.
It was...mildly interesting, but nothing life changing.
Until they all had to stand and introduce themselves. Stanely stood first, grinning unashamedly as he exclaimed that he and his brother were kings of the sea. Stanley quickly pulled a shy Stanford put of his seat and introduced him too. Stanford didn't say anything himself, but he was smiling.
The teacher made them sit down before Stanley got carried away, and, as distractible of a child he was, Stanley didn't notice the way Crampelter stared at him and his brother out of the corner of his eye for the rest of the day.
If they had, they would have seen a glint of something...something neither would recognize that first day, but soon would become familiar with.
Stanley really wished he believed in "okay" too.
Stan: Hey! Ford!
Ford: Hmm? *Blinks groggily from desk.*
Stan: There's a flying octopus outside.
Ford: oh haha very funny.
Stan: I'm not-! Ugh! *Pulls Ford away from desk to the window* See!?
Ford *squinting* : ...
Stan: ...
Ford: That is the stupidest thing I've ever seen.
*Later*
HAWKTOPUS: TOO STUPID TO STUDY.
And that's all I got! I hope y'all forgive me for being so inactive. I probably won't be nearly as active as I once was, but I'm still not abandoning this. LOVE YA GUYS! DON'T DIE!
(Obviously unedited...again XD don't die guys.)