Here guys, I know you've been waiting for it, so I give you Hyacinth. You'll be able to judge by the last part of this one-shot why I dislike writing Hyacinth so much. As always, guys, I'd love to hear your opinions on my writing and characters, and also, I noticed I have over sixty reviews for this story, which is way more feedback than I thought I'd receive for it this far in, so thank you guys so much. :) Have a cookie. (::) I hope you guys enjoy, and stay awesome.
-ROC6
October 7th, 17 years after defeating Gaea
The little girl listened to the story with wide eyes, "He crashed into your dining table?"
Her mother smiled caringly at her, "Yep, and I yelled at him for it."
"Cool."
"Sorry, Hya, that's all for tonight," her mother said, drawing the covers over her and planting a kiss on her forehead.
"Aw, but Mom-"
"Goodnight, Hya," her mother said, sweeping the bedroom door closed.
"Nighty night Mama," Hyacinth said, like always.
She rolled over so she was staring at the flower shaped nightlight her father built for her, enjoying the warm glow it cast over the room. She loved it when her parents did things for her. Since she was the middle child, she wasn't the cutest, so that didn't earn her extra attention, and she wasn't as powerful or skilled as Rose being that she was a year younger. Hya always felt as if she was overlooked by her parents, and everyone else overlooked her because of how creative and fiery Rose was, or how beautifully Ember could sing. Hyacinth cherished every bit of attention she got. She couldn't wait until school tomorrow when she could tell more of her parents' adventures to her friends.
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October 8th, 17 years after defeating Gaea
It was recess, and Hya's best friend, Jared, was out sick, so the third grader needed someone else to play with. She walked up to a group of three or four girls that seemed particularly interested in her story that morning when she told it to some of her classmates, so she figured she'd ask them to play.
"Hey," she said walking up to them, "Can I play with you guys? If you let me play I'll try to come back with a longer story tomorrow."
The girls shrugged, and one of them replied, "Okay."
Hyacinth Valdez beamed.
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October 8th 17 years after defeating Gaea
"Hello?" Calypso answered curiously, surprised to be receiving a call from the school all three of her children went to.
"Are you a Mrs. Calypso Valdez?" A nasally voice asked from the other end.
"Yes," Calypso replied, wanting to get on with it, "And you are calling because?"
"We've noticed some troubling behavior from your child Hyacinth."
"Oh?"
"Yes, well, the teachers on recess duty observed her bribing some of her fellow students today, and it's not the first time we've witnessed her doing this. WE wanted her taken to the guidance counselor, but we need your permission."
Calypso's face flushed, "That's what this is about?"
The nasally voice sounded taken aback, "Yes. We find it concerning."
"Well I don't, I find it to be acceptable enough to handle this at home. Good day," she said hanging up her cell phone. Honestly, modern people get worked up over the tiniest things.
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August 27th, 25 years after defeating Gaea
Hyacinth was bored. She sent another text to her friends with her left hand, doodling on her note paper with her right so her teacher thought she was paying attention. Gods, he was so boring! Didn't he know that nobody cared? It was only the first day of school, and she already knew she would hate his class. Great job, Teacher.
Finally, the bell rang, and Hyacinth grabbed her stylish new lunch bag before heading to the cafeteria. She surveyed the tables before choosing the best one. It was the first day of her junior year in high school, and she wanted it to be her best year yet. So it was going to be.
She walked over to the table, noting how many seats were left and deciding it was enough. She glanced at the boys sitting there, and decided they were all acceptable, all except for one. Micky. He was Jared's friend. Even in her mind, the name burnt her like acid. She sat down and looked patiently across the table at Micky until she had his attention.
"Yes?" he said, finally noticing her.
"Why don't you, ah, come sit over here?" Hya purred, knowing he wouldn't resist.
Still, his brown eyes narrowed at her as he moved so he was sitting next to her on the bench.
She embraced him, angling so the other guys would think they were kissing, before she whispered in his ear, "Remember that time in eighth grade where you were hanging out with me and him and you ate so much candy you threw up and I said I deleted the video?"
He nodded mutely and she smirked, "Well, I didn't. And unless you want that video up on Instagreek with every person I know tagged, you might want to find a new table."
Micky nodded again before fetching his lunch and mutely leaving the table.
"Bye Micky-poo!" she called, wiggling her fingers at him. He didn't react.
By now some of her friends had started arriving at the table, so Hyacinth picked up her lunch bag.
"Hey girls, look, isn't it so stylish?" she said, then added an air headed giggle for good measure.
She heard of chorus of 'Oh totes yes!' and 'Adorbs!' before they moved onto their teen celebrity gossip.
Hya checked her work, since they were required to sit at the same table for the rest of the year. A table in the front of the cafeteria by the window, full of her friends and cute guys. This was going to be a fun year.