AN: Had this sitting in a folder for a bit. Decided to dust it off and whatnot. Yeah, I know this first chapter is really short, but since I'm posting the rest all at once, I figure maybe it's okay :). Hope you enjoy my take on the origins of one of the many personality cores.
"Wisconsin…Wisconsin…"
Michael glanced in the rear-view mirror and smiled. He could just barely see the top of her head from the front seat, but he knew the state guidebook was in her hands. They'd bought it a few days ago, as a small consolation in the frantic rush of packing.
The transfer had caught them by surprise. But there was no denying the amount of money they were offering just for him to come in. And with the sudden costs they had…well, there wasn't much choice but to move.
"State animal…white-tailed deer…ooh! State flower is the Apple Blossom—hey! Do you think we could plant an apple tree in our backyard?"
"Sure, if you can help me plant it maybe."
"And maybe a vegetable garden…" Stella was already off on another train of thought.
"We'll be there soon."
"And tomatoes, and potatoes." Stella giggled.
"Well…here we are."
The house was underwhelming. There were only two things of note: the door was covered in bright blue peeling paint, and the white picket fence was swathed in curling, dry honeysuckle vines. But it was paid for and only ten minutes from work.
Stella was enthralled.
"It's the most beautiful house I've ever seen!" She squealed, stumbling from the car on stiff legs. She laughed aloud, still smiling even as the laughter became a wheezing, rasping cough.
Michael frowned and scooped her up.
"Alright Stella-Star. What say you and I get started, yeah? Make this place lovely?"