Hello. I haven't written a fic in forever, and the fics around here may have gotten a lot better- or worse so if my fic doesn't match up to those other fics around, please don't flame me. I like constructive critism better.
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Forever - by AeroShamu
Rated PG for mild language and romance
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CHAPTER ONE:
My life was actually pretty perfect at the time. I really didn't have anything to worry about. Back then I was very content about myself as well. I believed I was perfect. This was before I discovered my faults. This was before I had other hamster friends.
One particular day in the morning, I heard that familiar voice calling me. It was my owner Maria, and she told me that we were going to move to America. Supposedly Maria was going to go there, and was going to become an exchange student there.
We lived in France. We were moving to America. I didn't think it would really make a significant difference in my life. But I was definitely wrong... I had no idea how much moving to America would set the stage for me to get to the position I am in now.
I sat in my silver cage, patted the wood shavings in my cage with my feet, and watched slowly as Maria packed her most valuable belongings. She put her piano books in her piano bench, and a moving company put it into their truck. She put some shirts that she really liked into a suitcase. She grabbed her jewels that she had gotten from her grandmother in a small, wooden box.
She placed me into a cardboard house. It had a handle on it, so she could carry me to the plane. She packed it with wood shavings, and put in a few sunflower seeds for me to snack on on the way there.
Maria seemed to be excited by the fact that they were going to America first class. I didn't know what that meant, but I was sure that wouldn't concern me.
Did I care about anything? I don't think so. Back then, I'll say again, I was pretty content with my life.
My cage in America was placed in Maria's room, next to a large window. There was a tree outside of it. Maria usually liked to keep it open, so fresh air would usually rush inside.
But again, why did all that matter? Well, it really didn't.
It took quite a while to discover one of my biggest problems.
Months after we moved, I realized that I had no friends. I could speak to Maria, but she would not listen. I don't even think she can. Who can listen to me? Other hamsters. I already knew this. A very long time ago, I had lived in a pet store. Right now, I don't remember much of it, but I did know that I could speak to the others in the adjacent cages.
Perhaps Maria could buy another hamster to keep me company, and serve to be a friend.
"Wishful thinking," I muttered to myself. Maria would never bring another hamster in the vicinity. She had one, and she was sure that was enough. Maria didn't even talk about getting another hamster.
Still, that hope still vibrated in my mind. I definitely was getting lonely, and I seeked solace in another. I only wanted someone to hug, someone to be my friend. I wanted someone to comfort me, and keep my secrets. I remembered Maria read a storybook to me once. It was about mice... and this particular one had a very good friend that he loved so much, that he sacrificed his life for him. It was a sad story, but I knew it wasn't real. But I knew that friendship like that was.
I still thought I was perfect, and lovable. I knew at the time everyone would want to be my friend.
Day after day, I sat in my cage holding the same damn routines every day. Eating. Sleeping. Resting. Running on the wheel. Adjusting the blue ribbons on the sides of my head..
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There was one day when I was sure my prayers had been answered.
It all started when those three hamsters showed up by the one tree by my window. Now, I know all their names. Hamtaro. Oxnard. Boss.
Boss was a brownish field hamster.
Oxnard had grey spots.
Hamtaro... he sung a song about me.
They left soon after.
The whole visit, I held my breath, nervous. And after they left, I finally caught another breath that pumped feelings in my head rapidly.
I was very discouraged they had left, but they made me confirm that what I really needed to become perfect was some friends. My hope had blossomed into a desire. I desired them to be by my side, for them to keep me company. I desired them to listen to my complaints about the world.
What else did I feel after that visit? I don't know. That was the first bit of vocal music I had heard, and I thought it was kind of strange. I don't remember Hamtaro's song perfectly; its been a long time now, but I remember it was very bouncy and happy.
After that, they didn't visit again until much later. I wanted them to come back. I wanted them to be by my window. I wanted to talk to them. I was very lonely. And trust me, loneliness is not the greatest feeling ever. It sucks.
They visited almost a month later.
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"Hamha- Oh I mean, Bonjour, Bijou!" Hamtaro said to me.
I quickly became excited when I heard the voice. I looked up, and saw the same three. I didn't realize it then, but I was told I blushed... at the sight of the orange one. Hamtaro.
Then, I could see Hamtaro and Oxnard whispering to Boss. I don't know why, but I obnoxiously got angry in my head. They came to speak to me, not Boss!
I tried to act like I was perfect. I wanted them to like me. I wanted them to visit more often. So I tried to get them to like me. I tried to become their friends.
And after a while, I could see what they were trying to talk me into. It really was a strange concept.
"What?! B-But I can't!"
Oh no, I was stuttering.
"W-What if Maria comes back, and does not see me in the cage?"
They continued to urge me into coming outside.
I continued to argue against them.
Then they seemed to have given up. They left.
I suddenly discovered my mistake, after they left.
My mistake? They left.
What if they did not visit me in another month?! Yes, that was my main worry.
I cried to myself. I really wanted to get to know these hamsters better, but I thought it really was an outrageous idea to leave the cage, and come outside.
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But to my delight, they returned, with many others. It turned out it really was not that strange to leave the cage here in America. All these hamsters had really left their cage, and they went to a clubhouse to hang out.
And this time, I could not decline to their offer. I had to go. You know what? Hamtaro even promised I would be back home before Maria came back.
I jumped off the window sill onto the tree branch hanging by my window. As I now recall, I almost slipped off, and I could've fallen onto the ground. But Hamtaro clenched my paw, and helped me up.
I followed the hamsters and went to their clubhouse.
And they had a large celebration, because of ME.
I realized how important I was to these hamsters, and I suddenly got a rush of happiness.
I participated in their celebration. I was happy. I was very happy. I was happy beyond measure.
I had a lot of fun, and I announced to everyone that I would visit the clubhouse more often. This seemed to delight the other hamsters there. I felt very wanted.
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I returned at sunset. It was kind of late, but I knew Maria was having a piano recital that day.
Ham-ham. I liked the ring to it. It was a more suitable name for the word "hamster".
But there was also another strange feeling inside of me. I did not know what it was at the time, but it continued to force me to evoke Hamtaro again and again, every day.
Hamtaro. He was a nice Ham-ham. But there was something special about him...
I gave up figuring out why I thought about him so much. Back then, I was very naive, almost the point where I was stupid. Heh, just like Hamtaro at the time.
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Forever - by AeroShamu
Rated PG for mild language and romance
______________________________
CHAPTER ONE:
My life was actually pretty perfect at the time. I really didn't have anything to worry about. Back then I was very content about myself as well. I believed I was perfect. This was before I discovered my faults. This was before I had other hamster friends.
One particular day in the morning, I heard that familiar voice calling me. It was my owner Maria, and she told me that we were going to move to America. Supposedly Maria was going to go there, and was going to become an exchange student there.
We lived in France. We were moving to America. I didn't think it would really make a significant difference in my life. But I was definitely wrong... I had no idea how much moving to America would set the stage for me to get to the position I am in now.
I sat in my silver cage, patted the wood shavings in my cage with my feet, and watched slowly as Maria packed her most valuable belongings. She put her piano books in her piano bench, and a moving company put it into their truck. She put some shirts that she really liked into a suitcase. She grabbed her jewels that she had gotten from her grandmother in a small, wooden box.
She placed me into a cardboard house. It had a handle on it, so she could carry me to the plane. She packed it with wood shavings, and put in a few sunflower seeds for me to snack on on the way there.
Maria seemed to be excited by the fact that they were going to America first class. I didn't know what that meant, but I was sure that wouldn't concern me.
Did I care about anything? I don't think so. Back then, I'll say again, I was pretty content with my life.
My cage in America was placed in Maria's room, next to a large window. There was a tree outside of it. Maria usually liked to keep it open, so fresh air would usually rush inside.
But again, why did all that matter? Well, it really didn't.
It took quite a while to discover one of my biggest problems.
Months after we moved, I realized that I had no friends. I could speak to Maria, but she would not listen. I don't even think she can. Who can listen to me? Other hamsters. I already knew this. A very long time ago, I had lived in a pet store. Right now, I don't remember much of it, but I did know that I could speak to the others in the adjacent cages.
Perhaps Maria could buy another hamster to keep me company, and serve to be a friend.
"Wishful thinking," I muttered to myself. Maria would never bring another hamster in the vicinity. She had one, and she was sure that was enough. Maria didn't even talk about getting another hamster.
Still, that hope still vibrated in my mind. I definitely was getting lonely, and I seeked solace in another. I only wanted someone to hug, someone to be my friend. I wanted someone to comfort me, and keep my secrets. I remembered Maria read a storybook to me once. It was about mice... and this particular one had a very good friend that he loved so much, that he sacrificed his life for him. It was a sad story, but I knew it wasn't real. But I knew that friendship like that was.
I still thought I was perfect, and lovable. I knew at the time everyone would want to be my friend.
Day after day, I sat in my cage holding the same damn routines every day. Eating. Sleeping. Resting. Running on the wheel. Adjusting the blue ribbons on the sides of my head..
______________________________
There was one day when I was sure my prayers had been answered.
It all started when those three hamsters showed up by the one tree by my window. Now, I know all their names. Hamtaro. Oxnard. Boss.
Boss was a brownish field hamster.
Oxnard had grey spots.
Hamtaro... he sung a song about me.
They left soon after.
The whole visit, I held my breath, nervous. And after they left, I finally caught another breath that pumped feelings in my head rapidly.
I was very discouraged they had left, but they made me confirm that what I really needed to become perfect was some friends. My hope had blossomed into a desire. I desired them to be by my side, for them to keep me company. I desired them to listen to my complaints about the world.
What else did I feel after that visit? I don't know. That was the first bit of vocal music I had heard, and I thought it was kind of strange. I don't remember Hamtaro's song perfectly; its been a long time now, but I remember it was very bouncy and happy.
After that, they didn't visit again until much later. I wanted them to come back. I wanted them to be by my window. I wanted to talk to them. I was very lonely. And trust me, loneliness is not the greatest feeling ever. It sucks.
They visited almost a month later.
______________________________
"Hamha- Oh I mean, Bonjour, Bijou!" Hamtaro said to me.
I quickly became excited when I heard the voice. I looked up, and saw the same three. I didn't realize it then, but I was told I blushed... at the sight of the orange one. Hamtaro.
Then, I could see Hamtaro and Oxnard whispering to Boss. I don't know why, but I obnoxiously got angry in my head. They came to speak to me, not Boss!
I tried to act like I was perfect. I wanted them to like me. I wanted them to visit more often. So I tried to get them to like me. I tried to become their friends.
And after a while, I could see what they were trying to talk me into. It really was a strange concept.
"What?! B-But I can't!"
Oh no, I was stuttering.
"W-What if Maria comes back, and does not see me in the cage?"
They continued to urge me into coming outside.
I continued to argue against them.
Then they seemed to have given up. They left.
I suddenly discovered my mistake, after they left.
My mistake? They left.
What if they did not visit me in another month?! Yes, that was my main worry.
I cried to myself. I really wanted to get to know these hamsters better, but I thought it really was an outrageous idea to leave the cage, and come outside.
______________________________
But to my delight, they returned, with many others. It turned out it really was not that strange to leave the cage here in America. All these hamsters had really left their cage, and they went to a clubhouse to hang out.
And this time, I could not decline to their offer. I had to go. You know what? Hamtaro even promised I would be back home before Maria came back.
I jumped off the window sill onto the tree branch hanging by my window. As I now recall, I almost slipped off, and I could've fallen onto the ground. But Hamtaro clenched my paw, and helped me up.
I followed the hamsters and went to their clubhouse.
And they had a large celebration, because of ME.
I realized how important I was to these hamsters, and I suddenly got a rush of happiness.
I participated in their celebration. I was happy. I was very happy. I was happy beyond measure.
I had a lot of fun, and I announced to everyone that I would visit the clubhouse more often. This seemed to delight the other hamsters there. I felt very wanted.
______________________________
I returned at sunset. It was kind of late, but I knew Maria was having a piano recital that day.
Ham-ham. I liked the ring to it. It was a more suitable name for the word "hamster".
But there was also another strange feeling inside of me. I did not know what it was at the time, but it continued to force me to evoke Hamtaro again and again, every day.
Hamtaro. He was a nice Ham-ham. But there was something special about him...
I gave up figuring out why I thought about him so much. Back then, I was very naive, almost the point where I was stupid. Heh, just like Hamtaro at the time.
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