Hey, Roxy Goth here. I'm having a remembering session and somehow came up with this idea. Hope you like it.
I do not own Winnie-the-Pooh in any way shape or form.
This is Human AU with the disabilities the characters have been theorised to have. [Minus Christopher Robin] Some have been theorised to have a couple, I have selected the disabilities based on my knowledge and the way the character appears to me – so don't shoot me.
Before we start I'd like to inform you I work with people who have disabilities, so hopefully the portrayals will be accurate.
With a gulp Christopher Robin looked up at the intimidating building. He took a deep breath. 'Come on Robin, its only college, not a fiery pit of hell. Pull yourself together, man.' Taking another deep breath he walked into the building, up three floors of stairs and eventually managed to find his classroom.
It was deathly quiet. Literally no one was speaking to one another. Feeling everyone's eyes on him Christopher decided to find a seat. As he looked around waiting for the teacher to arrive he identified the feeling that had been in his stomach since breakfast. Fear.
He'd never gone to a state college before. He'd been privately schooled since year four after his father decided he wasn't learning enough at his state school. His secondary school had been nice but a bit of a 'bubble experience' where everyone was reasonably nice to one another and no one dared argue with the teachers. However he had heard stories of state schools and they sounded…different to say the least. So he was a little on the nervous side. Okay scrap that, a lot on the nervous side.
Suddenly he became aware of a horrible prickling feeling at the back of his eyes. Oh, come ON, he can't be CRYING. He's seventeen.
Then there was a voice. "Are you alright?" Looking up Christopher stared straight into the face of a blonde-haired boy wearing a red tea-shirt and yellow jeans. He was smiling gently, eyes twinkling.
"Yeah." Christopher said, quickly wiping his eyes. "Just-just a bit…nervous, you know?"
"Ah, I know. My friend gets like that. Get so nervous he can hardly speak. Still soon enough you find your footing, a couple of weeks and you'll wonder what you were ever nervous about." And at his words for the first time since he woke up Christopher's nerves went away.
"Thanks, erm…"
"Winnie. Winnie Duh-Pooh." Christopher gave a small laugh and Winnie rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, I know. Worst name EVER."
"Sorry, I shouldn't have laughed. You can't help the name you're born with."
Winnie smiled again at that, and looked like he was going to talk, then the teacher came in and they shut up and paid attention. Well, Christopher paid attention. Winnie spent the majority of the lesson staring out the window.
Afterwards he caught up with Christopher. "I'm really sorry, erm…"
"Christopher Robin."
"Christopher Robin, but do you have the notes for English? I went off again."
"Erm, yeah sure." The brown-headed boy said, fishing them out his bag. "Erm…went of again?"
Smiling apologetically Winnie explained. "I'm ADD. That's…"
"Attention deficit disorder." Christopher finished. "I know."
Looking surprised the blonde rubbed the side of his head. "You know? Not many people do…"
"Well, not many people have spent quite so much time reading about disabilities as I have." Christopher said, as they walked down the corridor. "I've been reading about them since I was twelve…I'm sorry, I'm making you sound like an experiment…"
"No it's fine. Different." Winnie paused and then said. "Do you want to get lunch?"
"Sure."
I have read this over and am realising it sounds a bit like a romance fic. It WILL NOT be a romance fic.
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