This is one is also cute.
In case you didn't notice, before they were 7 and 8, they hated each other. So here's what made them become friends.
Chad and Emily sat in the waiting room of the ER. Emily's little 6-year-old arms were folded across her chest, and she was looking away from Chad sitting next to her.
Chad was sitting in his chair feeling guilty. He wanted to be mad at her, but something just made him unable to. The fight had been his fault, and he hadn't kept it going, maybe they wouldn't even be here.
--3 hours earlier--
"Come on, Troy! You promised!" Emily begged.
"I'm playing with Chad right now," Troy replied.
"But you promised!"
"I'll play with you later," he said, aggravated.
"You always pick Chad over me!"
"And you always act like a baby!" Chad yelled.
"I do not!"
"Do, too!"
"YOU'RE SO MEAN!" she stomped her foot in anger.
"You're so immature!"
"Chad, she's six."
"I don't care!"
"I HATE YOU!" she shrieked to Chad.
The two ranted on and on, screaming back and forth to each other. They didn't notice Troy's nauseous looks.
"You guys-"
"I AM NOT LIKE THAT, CHAD!"
"YES, YOU ARE!"
"You guys-" Troy said once more, grabbing his stomach.
"WHY CAN'T YOU JUST BE NICE TO ME?"
"BECAUSE!"
"Because why?"
"Just because!" Chad responded angrily.
"You guys, I don't feel so good," Troy slunk in his seat and his eyes started to close.
"CHAD, YOU'RE SO…"
"What, can't think of a word?"
"No, look," she pointed at Troy.
Chad turned around and his eyes widened. "Troy, are you okay?"
"Go get Mom. I don't feel well," Troy's voice trailed off.
"Troy, stay awake!" Emily's little voice squeaked.
Chad ran to get Mrs. Bolton, who quickly took him to the ER.
And so there they sat, waiting for Troy's diagnosis.
"Emily?" Chad finally broke their silence.
"What?" she replied angrily.
"I'm sorry."
"Whatever."
"No, I mean it. I'm sorry."
She turned to look at him. Her eyes bored into his, almost as if testing him. "Okay," she announced.
"What? No 'I'm sorry' back?"
"Nope," she replied simply as she turned back around.
Chad couldn't help but smile to himself. "You have nothing to say?"
She remained quiet for a minute, then turned to Chad, "Friends?"
Chad smiled at her. "Friends," he said.
"Thank you, doctor," Laura Bolton called to the doctor as she led little Troy back to her daughter.
"What's wrong with him, Mommy?" Emily stood up.
"Oh nothing, sweetie. Troy just had an allergic reaction to something in the food," she smiled sweetly.
"You okay, man?" Chad looked at Troy.
"Yeah. They gave me a shot," Troy pointed to a bandage on his leg.
"Did it hurt, Troy?" Emily hugged him.
"Em, I'm fine," he sighed, "Wait, why aren't you two fighting?" He pointed a finger at them suspiciously.
"We're friends now," Emily replied.
Troy grinned slightly.
"Just friends," Chad looked at him.
"Sure," Troy said quietly as he rolled his eyes.
I sort of took the idea from Flight 29 Down, when Eric had the allergic reaction.
Oh, and Emily was 6 and Chad 7.
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