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After having arrived at the center for an hour now, little April was slowly getting bored following her father all over the place. Talking to, or rather listening to old people talking about stuff that she barely understood, was not exactly she wanted to spent her afternoon.
Holding tight to her father's hand, little April sighed heavy as both walked down the crowded hallway. Commander Eagle glanced down to his daughter when he heard her sighing. He then came to a halt when he noticed the bored expression on her face.
What is it, daddy? Are we there yet? little April asked as she looked up to him with bright blue eyes when she noticed their sudden stop.
he simply replied, smiling at her.
was all she said when confusion dawned on her face.
Are you bored, honey? he then asked.
Ahem... Well... she then glanced down at the floor.
Commander Eagle chuckled softly when he saw his little girl's thoughtful expression on her face, deciding whether to tell him the truth or not.
It's okay, April... You don't have to follow me all day long. Why don't you take a look around instead, huh?
Her little head instantly popped up as she looked at him with bright blue eyes, glistening in excitement.
You mean it, daddy? she asked softly.
Commander Eagle smiled warmly at her as he bent down to her for a moment. He only nodded, chuckling softly to himself when he saw how adorable she was.
Yes. Now go run along, and have some fun
With that, little April gave her father a quick hug before taking off down the other end of the hallway to see if there were any other kids around the place. Commander Eagle just stood there, watching her leave as he let out a soft laughter in delight.
Kids... So carefree. he mused as he resumed walking down the hallway to the conference room.
Little April skidded down the hallway happily while humming a lovely song to herself. For the past five minutes, she could not find any other children that she could play with. Feeling somewhat lonely and disheartened, she roamed from one room to another until she came across this one waiting room area where she heard some noises coming off.
Vrumm... Vrumm... a playful voice echoed from the room.
Being curious, little April walked up to the room quietly and stopped at the door, peeking in. Her bright blue eyes became very large when she saw a little boy with brown hair sitting there on the carpeted floor playing with his red toy car.
Finally. Someone I can play with. she thought happy, giggling quietly to herself in delight.
Without making too much noise, little April sneaked inside the room and hid herself behind the big couch that was there. She had to put her little hand up on her mouth to suppress her giggle as she poked her head out to watch him playing.
Feeling a sudden gaze on him, the little boy stopped playing with his car and turned around to see who was watching him. Standing behind the big couch near the door, he saw her standing there, almost hiding herself.
Both stared at one another for a while as silence returned to the room.
Deciding it was now the best time to introduce herself to him, little April took a step forward, she finally showed herself to him. She smiled shyly at him as she waved a hand.
The little boy made a face and pointed a finger at her.
Ewww... You're a girl...
Little April stared at him dumbfounded. This was not exactly the kind of hello she had expected.
So? What's wrong with that? I'm a pretty girl. she pouted as she folded her arms together and glared at the boy nasty.
But you are a girl... And girls are icky. he retorted back.
I'm NOT icky. little April answered back angry as she moved closer to the boy with her hands turning to fists.
Yeah... Yeah... Whatever... he brushed her off with his hand before turning back down to pick up his toy car.
It's true. I'm NOT icky. I'm cute and adorable.
Standing up again, the little boy brushed himself off and looked at her for a moment. Little April smiled sweetly at him, giving him the most adorable face she could muster.
Silence lasted for some time before he simply shook his head and made a face.
Anyways... I have to go now and find my mommy. Bye icky girl. he then said as he passed her, heading towards the door.
I'm NOT icky. she shouted after him, but only soft chuckling was returned.
Little April sighed heavy when she saw him leaving.
Great. The only other kid around here has to be this one annoying boy. she thought frustrated.
Oh well... Let's see where he's going. she giggled to herself and run out of the room to follow him.
Walking down the big hallway, he trotted slowly through the crowd while letting his car roll all over the wall as he carried on walking.
Vrumm... Vrumm...
Little April was still following close by, hiding once in a while in a corner when he came to halt. After sometime now, he sensed that someone was following him. He looked over his shoulder once, and saw no one was there.
He resumed on walking but more slower, and when he turned around the next corner, he simply stopped and waited for that person following to come. Seconds later, she came running down the corner nearly out of breath when she bumped right into him.
both wailed, rubbing their sore heads.
He made a face when he came to face to face her again.
Why are you following me, icky girl? he pouted as he continued rubbing his sore forehead.
I'm NOT icky. little April pouted back, also massaging her forehead as well.
However, a smile soon found on her face when she spoke up in a sweet voice.
I'm April... she said smiling as she stretched her hand out, offering it to him.
He looked at her for a moment, and then at her hand.
I don't shake hands with icky girls. he said, shaking his head.
Little April sighed in frustration, rolling her eyes.
I'm NOT icky... How many times do I have to tell you that?
He simply shrugged, still looking determined that he was not going to shake her hand.
So, what's your name? she then asked nicely.
I'm not going to tell an icky girl my name. he simply replied.
Fine. Then, I'm going to call you
My name is NOT Bud. he retorted back.
Bud... Bud... BUD... BUD...
Icky... icky... icky... ICKY... ICKY...
Bud... Bud... BUD... BUD...
Icky... icky... icky... ICKY... ICKY...
Ten minutes passed by, and the two were still arguing.
Icky... Icky... Icky... Icky... ICKY!!!
This time he had called little April icky once too many times.
I'm NOT icky. she retorted back before starting to sniffle.
He suddenly stopped when he saw her sniffling.
I'M NOT ICKY... Whaaaa... she then cried out.
Unfortunately at that moment, Queen Christine came down the hall along with Commander Eagle at her side. Seeing her father approaching them, little April immediately took off and ran up to him with her arms stretched out.
Whaaa... Daddy... she wailed crying.
Commander Eagle looked confused when he picked her up in his arms. He stroked her hair gently to calm her down. As for Queen Christine, she looked down at her son sternly with folded her arms together.
Anthony... What did you do this time?
I did NOTHING, mommy... he answered her hastily, shaking his head vigorously as he gave her an innocent face.
He called me icky... little April wailed from behind her father's shoulder who glanced over at Queen Christine.
Little Fireball winced when he heard that. Now he was in real trouble. His face paled when he looked up his mother's not so pleased face.
Anthony... How many times do I have to tell you not to call girls icky...
Ahem... Maybe twice? he let out a nervous laughter, causing for her to look at him more sternly.
Little Fireball whimpered as he glanced with guilty eyes down at the carpeted floor.
Sorry mommy... I promise I won't do it anymore. he eventually mumbled as he let his head hung low with his little hands fidgeted nervously around his red toy car.
Queen Christine sighed in exasperation as her angered face softened. She shook her head lightly when she turned her attention back to Commander Eagle again.
I'm sorry... He usually doesn't behave like this... she apologized with a sincere smile.
Commander Eagle chuckled and brushed it off.
Don't be... I know how they are at that age. I completely understand.
Queen Christine smiled, and nodded her head in an understanding. Looking back down to her son, she spoke up again.
Now be a good boy and apologize to that nice girl. she told him.
Upon hearing her voice, little Fireball raised his head up and looked at her startled. He had not paid attention to her at all since his mind drifted off on how to get his little car to move faster.
His mother sighed in frustration, rolling her eyes.
What am I suppose to do with you, young man? she said thinking out loud.
I don't know... Hug me? little Fireball suggested while giving her an innocent face.
Commander Eagle chuckled softly while Queen Christine could only laugh softly, shaking her head amused.
I hug you later. Now go apologize to the nice girl.
His mother then pushed him forward to Commander Eagle who had now placed little April down.
Ahhh... Mommy... Do I really have to? little Fireball pouted, refusing to move any further.
Yes, you do. Apologize to her or else. she told him in a serious tone, giving him a final push from behind, making him stumble in front of April.
Meanwhile, little April had stopped crying by now and was looking at him with glistening bright blue eyes. She sniffled occasionally, wiping her tears away with the sleeve of her rose dress.
Silence lingered for a while as little Fireball stood there uncomfortably, shifting his weight back and forth. He looked down to the floor with one hand tucked into his pocket while the other one held tightly to his car.
Go on, honey... his mother urged him.
I... I... I'm sorry for calling you... um... icky... he finally said stuttering as he pulled out his hand from his pocket and held it out as a sign of peace offering.
Little April looked at him for a while, and then smiled widely.
It's okay.
Little Fireball raised his head up and smiled in relief as well. He was still holding his hand out to her, expecting her to take it and give it a shake, but instead she looked at it for a while and then glanced back at him with amused eyes and a big smile on her face.
Silence lasted for another moment when he looked at her in confusion.
Oh well... Maybe she doesn't want to shake hands with me. he thought to himself.
Shrugging, he then pulled his hand back. It was then when little April took a quick step forward to him, and leaned closely over to him. He blinked his eyes in surprise, unable to move away from her...
Thud...
His red car came falling down to the floor with a loud thud. He stared at her in shock as he stood frozen there, his eyes growing very large when he saw her face coming closer and closer to his, feeling her warm breath drifting down to him.
Then...
Without wasting much time, little April quickly moved closer to him, and gave him a light soft kiss on the lips. She giggled in delight when moved away from him, blushing slightly.
Little Fireball stood there stunned when he felt something warm touching his lips. He blinked his eyes several times as he watched her intently moving away from him, his face bearing a perplexed expression. Seconds later, it finally sank into his head.
Whaaaaa... I got kissed by an icky girl!!! he suddenly wailed out loud, jumping up and down with his arms waving frantically in the air as he ran back to his mother.
Both Queen Christine and Commander Eagle were laughing heartily while little April remained standing there, blushing slightly with a big smile on her face.
Yech... Bahh... Phew... little Fireball spat out while making a disgusted face.
Feeling that he was not proper cleaned yet, he then proceeded to move his head towards his mother's big fluffy dress to wipe off his rose mouth there.
Queen Christine giggled as she tried to pull her dress back when he nuzzled his head deeper into it.
After much struggling, she finally could get him to let go of her dress. Little Fireball was frowning now, his cheeks flushing up in a pale shade of pink.
I think I need a new mouth, mommy... he pouted as he pulled out his lips with his small hands to look at it whether it was swollen or anything.
He squinted his eyes, crossing them, as he stared down at his rose lips, frowning. Queen Christine was giggling uncontrollably now as so was Commander Eagle. She patted him on the head affectionately.
Please stop it now, honey... she managed to say between giggles.
Seeing that nothing wrong with his lips, little Fireball finally put his hands down. He scowled at her, throwing her such nasty glare when he saw her standing there, giggling.
Little April continued on giggling, and then decided to take a step forward, making little Fireball a bit nervous. Stretching an arm out, he reached out for his mother's dress without even removing his eyes from her. He grabbed hold of it and started to pull on it vigorously.
he whimpered when he saw her taking another step towards him.
Letting go of her dress, little Fireball was now jumping up and down with his arms stretched out.
Mommy... Mommy... Pick me up... She's coming closer... he shouted out loud with a panic face.
Little April took another step forward... First with her left foot, then her right...
Left... Right...
MOMMY... PLEASSEE!!! he squeaked, ready to break into tears if she was not going to do so.
Queen Christine sighed and bent down to pick up her hysterical son. Little Fireball was now breathing hard as he tried to hold back his tears. He nuzzled his head against her shoulder, his face buried into her soft hair as his arms held tightly on to her.
Now... Now... she said in a soothing voice to calm him down, patting him gently on his back.
Commander Eagle then took a step forward to stop his daughter from coming closer.
I think you have caused already much damage toady, young lady. he said as he took by her hand.
Oh... All I wanted to do is say hello. little April pouted.
Yes... But your kind of hello has send him to right his mom. Commander Eagle chided her gently.
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Author's Notes: *waves* Hi!! It's me again... U are probably all wondering who's Fb's mom is??? Well... *grins* Just for the sake of the story... Let's go with it for now... Hihi.. It will be much more clearer in my other upcoming stories. Thankies. :0)