AN: Sorry guys, I am having lazyauthorwhoissick syndrome. I am sure it will pass.
(T^T) and I am still heartbroken about my chapter seven.
Enjoy
When do you know
You're in love?
When you sigh
At the mere thought
Of the person your
Affection' s confined?
Or when you
live for them
And them alone?
No, it is when
You give them
Freedom and kindness
Divine.
Chapter Eight: Short and Sweet
I went over to the kitchen where the embarrassed Eeva was when an amazing smell met me. It was like all the good food's smells all combined into one tantalising aroma.
Eeva turned to look at me, a weird red tinge in her ears. "Sorry...I am so insensitive..." She said looking down. My eyes nearly widened in horror as I watched her eyes fill with tears again. Holy crap she cries a lot! What do I do? I looked around the room as if searching for a weapon. Eeva sniffled, her big blue eyes overflowing with tears. I quickly rushed over to her and enveloped the girl in my arms, trying to quiet her. I tried making a sushing noise like my mother did with difficulty as I gently stroked her hair.
She clung to me with shaking hands. "I hate myself! Why do I have to be so tactless!" She wailed and i tried to keep from rolling my grey eyes. I don't care...honestly...she sobbed for a bit as I pat her on the back in a sympathetic manner. Once the running of her nose stopped, along with her tears, Eeva finally withdrew from my awkward embrace and looked at me with watery smile. "Sorry...I don't usually cry like this.."
You don't?! I thought with horror, but hid it by wiping away a stray tear on her face. Suddenly Eeva spun around, her mouth forming a small 'o.' "The food!" She exclaimed in horror.
She shoved some oven mitts on and took the boiling miso off the stove and grabbed a batch of dumplings out of the stove. My mouth began watering as I saw those perfect dumplings emerge from the hot oven. Eeva, her ears beat red, turned to me with a panicked look on her face. "Set the table please." She said in a strained voice. Snapping out of my dumpling daydreams I looked around and saw a glass cabinet that held fine china.
Now this was one of those moments where you know something bad might happen, but you go ahead and do the stupid thing anyway. It was only a a couple cups and plates made of a very breakable substance, what is the worst that can happen? I quickly wrenched open the fragile glass doors, roughly grabbed the plates and turned, balancing the dishes atop each other. Now, the boiling miso had spewed quiet a lot of liquid on the floor, and as Eeva turned around she slipped on the slick tile floor and she gasped in surprise.
Everything seemed to slow down as I made a split decision. Drop the breakable objects and save this fragile little girl, or let her fall and save the valuable dishes.
It was a tough decision but I finally decided on the first one as I tossed the dishes to the side and caught her before she hit her head on the hard floor.
The sound of breaking dishes fadded into the background as I looked down at her, my heart racing. Her cheeks were flushed and she seemed to have as much trouble breathing as I did. Suddenly my suit seemed too tight and I longed to shed it, but didn't because there was sharp objects on the floor. Eeva looked up at me, her eyes full of surprise and emotion. I envied her, because I probably looked like I could care less.
"T-thank you!" She said and I could feel her pulse racing. I set her down to the cold floor gently, before turning to the mess I had made trying to save Eeva. The sweet girl sat there a moment before seeing her broken plates and glasses. Of course there were five others in the cabinet, but she seemed so sad that they were gone. I mean, it was either her or the dang plates!
I looked around and spotted a broom. Jumping up, I grabbed it and swept up all the glass into the dustpan before tossing it in the shaking stood, looking a bit ruffled. I got another set of plates and cups and set them on the gable before getting a couple of bowls, spoons, and forks with swift efficiency. Eeva set the food on the table, her ears sill red and she was silent for a very long time. Oh geez I hope she isn't all upset again...I thought with dread as we both sat down. She looked at m before piling rice, dumplings and noodles onto my plate and filling my bowl with miso. As she began pouring orang juice into my cup I wish I could break the silence with just a phrase of some kind.
I looked at her, then my food. The dumplings looked so good...
Popping one into my mouth I munched with joy before an idea came into my head.
"Mmmmmmmmm!" I..erm...said. Her sober face broke out into a smile. "I am so glad you like it!" She exclaimed with joy. It really was good. She had cooked it to perfection, and everything was amazing. Mum should have taken lessons from this girl!
Mum...
AN: Thanks Queen for bringing my spark back, even if it only made a short (but sweet) chapter. I owe you a lot, and I missed you. Tell me if this is anything like how Eeva would act.
Sorry for the cheesy poem lol
Mood: Tired and sick, but happy.
Listening to: The seconds tick away.
