Disclaimer: I don't own Hamtaro, if I did I wouldn't be writing a disclaimer, now would I? No, I wouldn't. I own nothing except my own characters. This is my first Hamtaro fic, so be nice and leave reviews kay?
Home for ze Holidays
When one door closes another door opens; but we so often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door, that we do not see the ones which open for us. -Bell, Alexander Graham
It was December 19th, five days before Christmas and outside the streets were alive with the carols and adorned with many so lights it was as if night had turned to day. For the small white hamster that watched the celebration from her small cage it seemed like the legendary diamonds of sugar had fallen from the sky just for ham-hams. Bijou sighed and rested her head on her delicate white paws as she watched the snowflakes drift through the night sky. "Zey are so very beautiful, it reminds me of Paris" (AN: I'm not positive Bijou's from Paris, but for the sake of the story let's just say she is) Yes. Paris…the city of lights, city of dreams, city of romance and all things beautiful. Paris…her home. She looked again at the festivities below her. Some of the local children were having a late night snowball fight while some of the older ones were looking and commenting on the new decorations and -*hiff hiff* if she wasn't mistaken Maria's mother was baking cookies downstairs. If there was a night to be enjoyed, this was certainly one of them. Japan was very different from Bijou's homeland, but still quite pretty nonetheless. I suppose it is the Christmas wherever you are she thought "But.. It's not Christmas." she said aloud "Not vor me" It can't be Christmas without someone special to share it with…
Bijou sighed once again and glanced at the room around her trying to perk up. At least she still had Maria, and of course the ham-hams to play with, they were always there for her and for each other and in a way became her new family..but still she missed her own family, she missed her old friends, she missed the Eiffel Tower being lit up as it were a shining spire of hope, joy and warmth that could reach the heavens and converse with the stars, she wanted her old small bed my the fireplace, she wanted her siblings, her cousins, her parents, but most of all she wanted to go home.
Well what did you think of the first chapter? It's a bit angsty yes, but it's going to get a lot more interesting later on. Please review! I'd appreciate it very much.