-----------------------------------------------------------Kokoro chapter 6--------------------------------------------------------
Kokoro had been at the ship for a while now, and a very important time was coming up. Christmas. For as long as Kokoro could remember, her family had celebrated with elegant dances and decorations, enough to make a palace look like a shabby wooden house. Cake was served in piles, and she was greeted by millions of famous people, from all over the world. The entertainment was amazing, and she was lectured for hours on manners, behavior and all of that. But that was in the past, and on reflection she was amazed at how different she was. Maybe that was a good thing? She was tougher now. She had met Korza. And even though Safafa was annoying…
Anyway, Kokoro needed to get them some gifts. Some old habits die hard. Kokoro slipped away from the temporary house they had found and ran to the nearest town. As she walked she noticed a tiny white flake drifting toward the ground. It twisted and turned in the wind, behind it was the army it kept, millions of its replicas. Yet none of them were the same. Kokoro's cheeks reddened. If Korza or anyone else ever saw her…She lifted her head up and stuck out her tongue, feeling the cold touch of the air and the snowflakes landing. She smiled. Lowering her head she went to find two gifts.
She wandered around for a while, looking for a store that was open this late. When she finally got to some, the shop keeper was tired and looked dizzy. Kokoro carefully approached.
"Um…I was wondering if you had any gifts. For Christmas?" She spoke quietly. The man looked at her, his jaw hanging open.
"…Young Miss…Shouldn't be out so late…" He managed to slur at her. His breath smelled so strongly of Whisky that she took a step back. This wouldn't be as easy as she thought. Quickly she took out her Scythe and with the hard end of one jabbed him on the head. He dropped immediately. Stepping over him, she took a look in his shop. A small scarf rested on a hook, big enough to fit on a parrot's neck. She took it and stuffed it into her bag. She paused at a small stand packed with jewelry. Seeing many glittery things, and lots of gold chains she stuffed her hand into the pile and took out a random piece.
A gold parrot on a gold chain with a red eye came up. She stuffed it back in the pile. Don't need any more parrots… She moved her hand around again and pulled up a gold rose on a chain. She put it back too. It's too big! It'll get in the way. She pushed her hand in one more time and pulled out a little gold teddy bear on a gold chain. She stuffed it in her pocket and ran off again. Perfect.
It was Christmas Eve. The brick house was cozy and warm, with the fire casting shadows on the wall. The world seemed at peace for once. When Kokoro woke up, the first thing she did was light the fire up again. Then she went to hunt while Korza prepared dinner, breakfast and lunch. But every so often she would hear Safafa humming a Christmas tune, or see a candy cane lying melted on the snow and it would be perfect. As the sun set, she went inside to see Korza and the bird finishing up the cooking. They sat down to eat and when they finally had filled their stomachs sat in a comfortable silence. She went to go wash the dishes and Korza joined her. After a while, Kokoro ended up soaking wet and bubbly while Korza ended up with…and interesting hair style. After they changed Korza smiled and attempted to hide something behind her back.
"Did you seriously get us gifts?" Kokoro mumbled, trying to seem non-chalant.
"Well its Christmas eve! What do you expect?" Korza's voice betrayed her sorrow. Kokoro smirked. She really was childish.
"Well that's good 'cause I got you guys gifts too." She reached inside her pack sack and got the tiny presents. She watched as Korza's face and Safafa beak lit up. If that last part was possible. Korza hugged Kokoro and she opened her present. A beautiful necklace, black as night with silver swirls and decorations caressing its surface. Her eyes widened and she quickly put it on. When she looked again Safafa was decorated as the both of them. She wondered how the parrot got the bandana on, and thought of all the possible ways, none of which could have occurred. Weird.
Sudden tiredness washed over her and as she was slipping into dreams she smiled a small smile and murmured
"Merry Christmas…Korza…and Safafa…" She felt a warm blanket fall on her shoulder and finally let sleep take her for the night.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~