Just to Know the Truth
by: Serena-chan
A/N: Wish me luck! Here's part three!!
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Babs had now reached Buster's rabbit hole and was peering
anxiously down it. "Buster!" she shouted, "You down there?"
There was no reply. Babs was very frightened that Buster might
have done something drastic in his moment of sadness so she went
on into his house to check on him.
Buster was lying peacefully on his bed asleep. Babs walked over to
him and sat down beside him. It made her heart feel as though it
had been ripped in two to see the sad look that was placed upon
his face and the tears that still remained there. She reached
over to the bedside table to grab a tissue from the box that was
sitting there. She gently wiped away his tears, trying not to
awaken him.
"Oh, Buster!" She murmered softly, "I wish I could help you!"
Buster moaned softly at his name being spoken and opened his
eyes.
"Hey, Sleepy Head." Said Babs lovingly.
"Hey, Babsy." said Buster giving her a small, forced smile. He sat
up on his bed next to Babs.
Without warning Babs threw her arms around Buster's neck and
pulled him close. "Oh, Buster! I'm so sorry! I didn't know! It
was my stupid idea that's made you so sad! I'm sorry!"
Buster looked up at Babs. She looked as though she were going to
cry.
"Babsy, are you okay?" Buster asked. Even though he wasn't sure
what was going on and even though he himself felt a pain in his heart
a thousand times more that she felt, his first concern was still her.
It was always that way. She was the most important thing in his life.
"Oh, Buster!" she cried, "Bugs told me everything! I'm so sorry! I
was the one who suggested doing the special on that subject and-"
"It's okay, Babsy! It's not your fault!"
"You sure?"
"I'm sure."
Babs gave a small smile in relief and then remebered why she was
there. "Do you wanna talk about?" she asked so softly it was nearly
a whisper.
"Not really."
"Buster, Bugs said that you never talked about it. It's not good to
keep things bottled up that way! Maybe if you'd shared your feelings
with him a long time ago you wouldn't be so depressed today!"
"I could never talk to him about this kind of thing." Buster said
quietly.
"But Buster-"
"But I can talk to you about them."
Bugs was right. Babs thought, We are closer.
"You have no idea how hard it is," said Buster, "going through life
not sure where you belong or where you came from. It was
especially hard when we were little. I'd listen to you and all the
other kids talking about something their mother said to them or a
place that their father took them. I never had those memories.
I mean, I know that I once had a mother and father, but I don't
remember a thing about them."
Here, Buster's voice cracked and tears flowed down his face. Babs
put her arms around him and pulled him close before he continued,
"Most kids can remember things when they were really young! So
why can't I remember them?! I want to know what they looked like!
What their voices sounded like! Did I have any brothers or sisters?!
I don't know because I can't remember! They could still be out there
somewhere! Alive! And I wouldn't know about it because I can't
remember anything about them so I wouldn't even know what I was
looking for!! That's the hardest part about this, Babsy, not knowing!"
Babs waited awhile before saying carefully, "Have you ever thought
about going to look for them?"
"Yeah, but what if they were dead? I don't think I could handle it.
The only thing that's kept me going these past few years was knowing
that there was some small chance that they were out there
somewhere."
"But all this not knowing is eating you alive, Buster! Even if they are
gone, wouldn't knowing the truth be better than living the rest of
your life confused?"
Buster was silent for so long that Babs didn't think he would answer.
Finally, he said, "Will you come with me, Babsy?"
"Of course I will."
"Then let's go!" Buster said in a deturmined voice, "I want to know
the truth!"
"We'll leave tomarrow!" Babs decided, "It's too late to get started
today." Babs paused to look up at the clock, "You'd better get some
rest. We have a big day ahead of us tomarrow."
Buster nodded and curled back up under his covers. Babs settled
herself in a chair by his bed. "I'll stay with you until you fall
asleep."
Buster nodded and closed his eyes. Babs felt herself drifting off,
too. She closed her eyes and made herself comfortable in the
chair.
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A/N: Well, that's it for part three! Please r/r and tell me what
you think should happen next! ~Serena-chan~
by: Serena-chan
A/N: Wish me luck! Here's part three!!
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Babs had now reached Buster's rabbit hole and was peering
anxiously down it. "Buster!" she shouted, "You down there?"
There was no reply. Babs was very frightened that Buster might
have done something drastic in his moment of sadness so she went
on into his house to check on him.
Buster was lying peacefully on his bed asleep. Babs walked over to
him and sat down beside him. It made her heart feel as though it
had been ripped in two to see the sad look that was placed upon
his face and the tears that still remained there. She reached
over to the bedside table to grab a tissue from the box that was
sitting there. She gently wiped away his tears, trying not to
awaken him.
"Oh, Buster!" She murmered softly, "I wish I could help you!"
Buster moaned softly at his name being spoken and opened his
eyes.
"Hey, Sleepy Head." Said Babs lovingly.
"Hey, Babsy." said Buster giving her a small, forced smile. He sat
up on his bed next to Babs.
Without warning Babs threw her arms around Buster's neck and
pulled him close. "Oh, Buster! I'm so sorry! I didn't know! It
was my stupid idea that's made you so sad! I'm sorry!"
Buster looked up at Babs. She looked as though she were going to
cry.
"Babsy, are you okay?" Buster asked. Even though he wasn't sure
what was going on and even though he himself felt a pain in his heart
a thousand times more that she felt, his first concern was still her.
It was always that way. She was the most important thing in his life.
"Oh, Buster!" she cried, "Bugs told me everything! I'm so sorry! I
was the one who suggested doing the special on that subject and-"
"It's okay, Babsy! It's not your fault!"
"You sure?"
"I'm sure."
Babs gave a small smile in relief and then remebered why she was
there. "Do you wanna talk about?" she asked so softly it was nearly
a whisper.
"Not really."
"Buster, Bugs said that you never talked about it. It's not good to
keep things bottled up that way! Maybe if you'd shared your feelings
with him a long time ago you wouldn't be so depressed today!"
"I could never talk to him about this kind of thing." Buster said
quietly.
"But Buster-"
"But I can talk to you about them."
Bugs was right. Babs thought, We are closer.
"You have no idea how hard it is," said Buster, "going through life
not sure where you belong or where you came from. It was
especially hard when we were little. I'd listen to you and all the
other kids talking about something their mother said to them or a
place that their father took them. I never had those memories.
I mean, I know that I once had a mother and father, but I don't
remember a thing about them."
Here, Buster's voice cracked and tears flowed down his face. Babs
put her arms around him and pulled him close before he continued,
"Most kids can remember things when they were really young! So
why can't I remember them?! I want to know what they looked like!
What their voices sounded like! Did I have any brothers or sisters?!
I don't know because I can't remember! They could still be out there
somewhere! Alive! And I wouldn't know about it because I can't
remember anything about them so I wouldn't even know what I was
looking for!! That's the hardest part about this, Babsy, not knowing!"
Babs waited awhile before saying carefully, "Have you ever thought
about going to look for them?"
"Yeah, but what if they were dead? I don't think I could handle it.
The only thing that's kept me going these past few years was knowing
that there was some small chance that they were out there
somewhere."
"But all this not knowing is eating you alive, Buster! Even if they are
gone, wouldn't knowing the truth be better than living the rest of
your life confused?"
Buster was silent for so long that Babs didn't think he would answer.
Finally, he said, "Will you come with me, Babsy?"
"Of course I will."
"Then let's go!" Buster said in a deturmined voice, "I want to know
the truth!"
"We'll leave tomarrow!" Babs decided, "It's too late to get started
today." Babs paused to look up at the clock, "You'd better get some
rest. We have a big day ahead of us tomarrow."
Buster nodded and curled back up under his covers. Babs settled
herself in a chair by his bed. "I'll stay with you until you fall
asleep."
Buster nodded and closed his eyes. Babs felt herself drifting off,
too. She closed her eyes and made herself comfortable in the
chair.
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A/N: Well, that's it for part three! Please r/r and tell me what
you think should happen next! ~Serena-chan~