Title: Ruthie's Descent
Rating: R
Authors: Tiger220, Hoedogg, Halcyon
Author's Note: This, like our previous work, is a round-robin fic by those good people at TWOP.
Disclaimer: We own nothing.
Chapter 2
Ruthie paused for a moment as she remembered the feeling she had when she came to the decision to change her room. The way it had felt when she left the house in search of supplies and furnishings to create her "new" room. The room that would be an extension of her new self. Ruthie looked back at the shadow and resumed her story. "Hello Kitty was the first thing to go. I knew how Matt and Robbie loved Hello Kitty so the first thing I did was stuff all the dolls and other trinkets up in the room that they shared. I then got rid of all the other "girly" stuff that mom picked out for me, the pink comforter, the pink and purple painted chairs, the pink pillows. It was my first small act of defiance against mom. She wanted to keep me forever as her "little girl."
But when will she realize that all little girls must grow up. I had just tore down the last Kitty poster and threw it in the trash when Dad came in the room. He started to say something, but stopped when he noticed that my walls were bare and there really wasn't anything in there other than my bed and dresser. "What...are you doing?" he asked in that voice he has that sounds kind of confused and shocked at the same time.
I put on my best angelic smile, looked up and said, "Just redecorating, Dad. I thought it was time for a change." Slowly he gazed around the room, and I was certain he was going to tell me to put everything back. But then he used that other voice he has. The one that's still confused sounding, but also a little suspicious and said "Oh. Do you need any help...".
"Oh no, Dad," I replied. "I really want to do this on my own. Say, you sure look tired. What's up?" All of a sudden it was like he remembered what he had come up here for. He told me about the bear, and I did my best to act surprised. We talked for a bit about school, and he finally got around to the science issue. He "reassured" me that we wouldn't be studying that pesky evolution thing ever again. Again, I did my best to show the reaction he wanted. I acted pleased, when in reality I was a little upset. Learning something new for a change had been interesting.
I didn't have much time to think about it though, because Mom came bursting in the room to repeat Dad's "good news". She stopped short when the noticed the state of my room. She let out an audible gasp, and her hand went to cover her mouth. I think she would have had a breakdown right then and there if Dad hadn't steered her out of the room insisting that this was only one stage of a redecorative process. I'll say this, Dad has a way with words. I'm sure they were heading for the kitchen because when Mom's upset, she cooks. Before they left though, Dad leaned his head back into the room and said "If you need anything help, just let me know!"
"I sure will," I lied. I didn't want any help with the room. It had to be mine, all mine!
Rating: R
Authors: Tiger220, Hoedogg, Halcyon
Author's Note: This, like our previous work, is a round-robin fic by those good people at TWOP.
Disclaimer: We own nothing.
Chapter 2
Ruthie paused for a moment as she remembered the feeling she had when she came to the decision to change her room. The way it had felt when she left the house in search of supplies and furnishings to create her "new" room. The room that would be an extension of her new self. Ruthie looked back at the shadow and resumed her story. "Hello Kitty was the first thing to go. I knew how Matt and Robbie loved Hello Kitty so the first thing I did was stuff all the dolls and other trinkets up in the room that they shared. I then got rid of all the other "girly" stuff that mom picked out for me, the pink comforter, the pink and purple painted chairs, the pink pillows. It was my first small act of defiance against mom. She wanted to keep me forever as her "little girl."
But when will she realize that all little girls must grow up. I had just tore down the last Kitty poster and threw it in the trash when Dad came in the room. He started to say something, but stopped when he noticed that my walls were bare and there really wasn't anything in there other than my bed and dresser. "What...are you doing?" he asked in that voice he has that sounds kind of confused and shocked at the same time.
I put on my best angelic smile, looked up and said, "Just redecorating, Dad. I thought it was time for a change." Slowly he gazed around the room, and I was certain he was going to tell me to put everything back. But then he used that other voice he has. The one that's still confused sounding, but also a little suspicious and said "Oh. Do you need any help...".
"Oh no, Dad," I replied. "I really want to do this on my own. Say, you sure look tired. What's up?" All of a sudden it was like he remembered what he had come up here for. He told me about the bear, and I did my best to act surprised. We talked for a bit about school, and he finally got around to the science issue. He "reassured" me that we wouldn't be studying that pesky evolution thing ever again. Again, I did my best to show the reaction he wanted. I acted pleased, when in reality I was a little upset. Learning something new for a change had been interesting.
I didn't have much time to think about it though, because Mom came bursting in the room to repeat Dad's "good news". She stopped short when the noticed the state of my room. She let out an audible gasp, and her hand went to cover her mouth. I think she would have had a breakdown right then and there if Dad hadn't steered her out of the room insisting that this was only one stage of a redecorative process. I'll say this, Dad has a way with words. I'm sure they were heading for the kitchen because when Mom's upset, she cooks. Before they left though, Dad leaned his head back into the room and said "If you need anything help, just let me know!"
"I sure will," I lied. I didn't want any help with the room. It had to be mine, all mine!