I had an accident when I was one month.
I don't remember what happened; King Dad told me though.
I was a very tiny hatchling. I could fit in the palm of my mom's hand. They said that I was born prematurely, but I was still healthy. And everything was fine until a month later.
Ludwig was carrying me. I think we were heading to the toy room… I'm not sure, I don't remember much…
I think when we got there I squirmed out of his arms and he let me crawl around. He wasn't paying much attention to me. Mom was there, keeping an eye on us. She was sitting on a chair, smiling at me. That I do remember.
I was looking at a wall, then I looked back at Ludwig. I wanted to walk like he was, so I grabbed at the stone to try to help myself up. One of the bricks moved inward, and a secret passage exposed itself. In my startled state of having the wall disappear on me while I tried to use it to get up, I fell into the passage. My mom cried out when the wall moved, and tried to catch me, lunging forward, as I pitched headfirst into the darkness and fell down many stairs, landing on my head for most of them. I was unconscious on reaching the bottom.
You see, the toy room was on one of the highest floors of the castle. The passage I fell into descended all the way to the dungeon. So there were a lot of stairs that I hit my head on.
After I had awoken, I couldn't see properly or think straight. I couldn't move properly either; when my parents and Ludwig tried to teach me how to walk, I kept tripping over my feet. I cried a lot during my first two years, but it was a soft type of crying. I never was a loud hatchling… so at least I didn't make my parents mad with wailing.
I learned that I had brain damage. My accident had caused me to go somewhat simple. My dad gave up on me as a lost cause, someone who would never be able to do anything properly. He still loved me; I guess he was just disappointed because of what had happened. He was very angry for a good number of weeks. I wonder if he ever felt guilt over what had happened…
Mom never stopped believing in me though. She would continue to try to teach me how to walk, always patient with me.
It wasn't until the age of three that I discovered I could walk perfectly on a circus ball. It was weird for everyone to get used to. It was pretty much weird in general, but I guess it was so weird it worked.
It was about a week before Ludwig went deaf. The castle had just gotten a shipment of new toys, since Mom was pregnant again with Wendy's egg. Among these things were bright yellow circus balls, with orange stars on them.
It was kind of funny thinking about how the whole thing worked.
A circus ball was in the toy room, while I was facing it, and Roy and I were using the seesaw. Well, I was using the seesaw. Roy was watching me sit on the end of it, trying to convince a rainbow Goomba plushie with my baby blanket as a cape to gain some more weight so that we could use the seesaw.
Even then he was a jerk.
He waited until Mom wasn't paying attention to us and watching Iggy, before reaching up to the seat that my plushie was on and pulling it down. I still remember the smug look on his face when I went flying. He was really strong, even when he was only two.
In any case, I somehow managed to land on the circus ball, on my feet. Since it was leaning against the wall, I was able to balance myself by holding against it when I landed. Mom didn't see how it happened, so Roy thought he got away with it, but Ludwig, who saw the whole thing, scolded him badly, and went to go tell her.
In my confusion, I stood there, dazed, and the circus ball started to roll under my weight. Alarmed, I instinctively began to move my feet in such a way that I didn't fall. My family members stared at me. Mom burst into tears, happy to see me finally able to move. I almost fell a couple times, but managed to keep my balance. With Dad's help, I became a natural. It definitely made me very happy. I couldn't stop smiling for… well, for a very long time!
That night we had a big celebration, with lots of dessert. Roy and I both got the biggest portions of ice cream. I guess it really was thanks to him that I discovered what I could do.
I had an accident when I was one month.
Because of it I can't see straight or walk properly.
Because of it I don't always understand things everyone else does.
But I also have unique abilities that I wouldn't have gained otherwise.
I'm also the happiest member of my family, and I can understand things no one else does.
Was it a happy accident?
I can't really say.
It's a shorter chapter, I know, but hopefully it's good.