Great Artists Come From Anywhere
Chapter 5
Faye slumped along down the alley behind La Ratatouille with tears in her eyes.
"I cannot be around the humans. He does not realize how much it hurts, how much it reminds me of my old home. I cannot believe he just lets them treat him like a pet. What is so great about them?"
She suddenly cried out in pain and collapsed to the pavement. She hadn't realized her bandage had come off, and that she stepped into a muddy puddle. She walked back to where her bandage fell off and wrapped it back around her. She carefully pressed it on, wincing from the increasing pain. After she had made sure it was secure, she sat down on the cold, hard pavement. She wanted to keep moving, but every movement brought pain along with it.
She thought she heard a noise behind her, but she didn't bother to see what it was. The sound drew closer and closer, until a large shadow lurked over her.
"Faye, are you alright?" She heard a voice ask. She turned her head to see Colette standing over her. She kneeled down onto the ground and handed Faye a piece of paper and a pencil. She wrote something down then handed it back to Colette.
"Why would I care?" She read the note in disbelief. "You are obviously upset about something, and you are hurt!" Colette gasped. But it sounded fake, like she was acting. Faye gave her a suspicous look, she could have swore Colette already knew she was hurt.
"We need to get you cleaned up and rest a for a little bit. I can take you to my apartment, that is, if you would like to stay there," She offered.
That was it. Overwhelmed by curiosity, but mostly suspicion, Faye took a chance she never thought she would. She actually agreed to go back to a life she had run away from, just to be able to observe this human's odd behavior. Colette opened her hand, and Faye stepped onto it.
Colette hopped on her motorcycle setting Faye right in front of her. She held on tight, as Colette started driving, and very fast. But finally, after driving for about 20 minutes past whatever you could make out with her driving so fast, including the Eiffel Tower, they had arrived at Colette's apartment. Which happened to be in the same building as Linguini's. They headed up stairways and hallways when they had arrived at her door.
"I will make a spot for you to stay and then you can rest." She slowly opened the door to reveal a room that was the same structure as Linguini's. But she had more style.
The living room had a large white couch with two plum colored chairs next to it. The floors were wooden and she had a plum and white rectangular rug in front of the couch. The walls were white but were decorated with beautiful works of art with a vast array of color. The kitchen was rather large, as a cook would need, but instead of being white and a plum purple, it was chocolate brown with an apple red.
Faye wrote, "I've heard that the colors red and yellow are supposed to give you an appetite. Is that why you have red in your kitchen?" She handed the paper to Colette.
"As a matter of fact, it is! Where did you hear that from?" She asked. Faye took the paper back.
"Ah, one of your female owners was a chef!" Colette exclaimed in delight. She liked the idea of female importance. She had worked very hard herself to achieve her lot in life.
Colette took a white pillow from a closet and set it in front of a window that was right in front of the stairway. She rested her hand on it and Faye walked off her hand and onto the soft pillow. It was very comfortable.
"I see you can walk now," Colette said, observing Faye observing her new place. Faye smiled.
"Would you like to me to run some water in the sink for you to clean yourself off?" Colette asked. Faye nodded. Colette headed for the bathroom, and Faye's eyes widened as she noticed the view she had from her window. She could see The Eiffel Tower in all it's immense glory cleary.
"Wow. If it is this amazing during the day, I cannot wait to see it at night!" Faye thought to herself. She was still basking in the tower's glory when Colette came back.
"The water is warm, if that is alright." She was smiling as she watched Faye. But she quickly turned around at the sound of her voice. Colette held out her hand for her. But Faye closed it and jumped down from her perch towards the bathroom. Colette followed.
"Well, you seem to be getting handle on things around here. I must be getting back to work, so you have the whole place to yourself. There are paper and pencils on the table in the living room if you would like." Faye nodded to Colette as she began removing her bandage. Colette smiled and walked out the door, locking it behind her.
"The whole place to myself. An endless number of writing utensils. I think I made a pretty good decision." Faye thought to herself as she relaxed in the warm water. Maybe the humans weren't so bad after all.