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He hadn't been in school today.
He'd never missed a day of school before, but he hadn't been there today. She wondered if it had something to do with him living in the city prison. Maybe there had been something going on there that had stopped him from coming to school today. She sure hoped so. She had found today that things weren't quite as fun when he wasn't around. Sure, she had the other kids she could play with, but she like playing with him more.
He always had something cool to show her. She also loved the little fish, Minion, that he always had with him. If they had the time, she was sure they could just sit together for hours and never run out of things to talk about or play. When she had first told her parents of him, not mentioning the fact that he wasn't human in case they might forbid her from speaking to him, they had found it strange that two children there age could sit still for so long and just talk. She loved listening to him talk. He always had some story to tell or something to say. Sometimes she didn't quite understand what he was saying, but he would always go back and explain things to her in a simpler manner.
At first she had felt bad for the blue kid everyone else made fun of and who always seemed to get in trouble for trying to impress others so she had decided that she would befriend this kid, even though the others had told her deviously evil stories about him. That was another reason she had decided to talk to him; she wanted to see for herself if those stories were true or not. They didn't sound like they could be real and to her satisfaction none of them were.
He and his little fish had been wary of her at first. He would hardly speak to her when she talked to him and he avoided eye contact. Minion had given her glares every time she came over, but these were slowly replaced with wide excited eyes and smiles. It hadn't been easy breaking through the brick wall he had erected around himself. It had taken her two solid weeks just to get him to look her in the eye and almost a whole month to get him to actually smile. She always thought of that fond memory as her greatest achievement yet.
The bell rang to signal the end of the day and she gathered her things into her backpack. Right then and there she decided that she would go to the prison and pay him a visit, just to make sure he was alright and nothing bad had happened. She glanced out the window and saw with a frown that it was raining. She hadn't brought an umbrella, but a little rain wasn't going to stop her.
Her parents would probably be mad at her for not taking the buss home and because she was getting all wet, but she didn't really care. As she ran for the prison trying to avoid getting wet but really soaking herself more than necessary, her brain started cooking up all kinds of crazy nonsensical ideas about why he had not been in school. After thinking up a particularly sad one where his people came to take him back to there home planet without letting him say goodbye, she pushed her legs as fast as she could, the tears running down her cheeks mingling with the rain.
When she finally got to Metro City Prison, she was red with exhaustion. The guard in the tollbooth gave a worried look at her and opened the panel on his window to speak with her.
"Little girl, are you alright?"
She nodded her head trying to catch her breath. It was still raining, but not as hard as before and she was soaked and cold.
"I'm here... I'm here to visit a friend," she said in between breaths.
"Who would that be?" he asked.
She told him and after giving her a surprised look, he spoke into a radio clipped onto his shirt before escorting her into the building. The guard directed her to a bench in a waiting area and told her to wait for the Warden. He left her there with the woman sitting behind the large desk in the center of the room. Once, the woman glanced up at her and, noticing how wet she was, went to fetch a towel for her to dry off with. The woman returned with a towel and a smile and helped her dry off. She thanked the woman for her help.
A few moments later, after she was somewhat dry, a tall man with graying brown hair and a mustache walked into the room. He smiled when he saw her and stooped down so he could look her in the eye.
"Well hello, Roxanne. What brings you here?" he asked.
"I'm here to visit my friends. They weren't at school today and I was worried something had happened. Can I see them?"
He gave her head an affectionate pat and nodded. She followed the Warden through the prison to where she knew her friend's room would be. It was isolated from the really bad criminals, but there were still guards everywhere. When they arrived, the Warden knocked on the cell bars before opening the door.
"You have a visitor," he said.
Normally, visitor's would have to go into a special room to see the person they wanted, but these two were only children and the cell only had one occupant, two if Minion were to be included, and the Warden thought it would be better for his charge's growth if the two were able to interact instead of being separated by a glass pane.
He was sitting in his bed, Minion by his side, reading a book when she walked in. Startled, he looked up and gave a wide smile once he realized who it was. He set his book down as she walked over to his side. He was a lighter shade of blue than she remembered and his usually lustrous eyes were dimmed. He seemed to be suffering from some sort of illness.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, genuinely surprised.
She placed her hand on his forehead and recoiled from the heat. He was shocked at first, but then she saw the hurt in his eyes and afraid she had upset him, she pulled a stool over to the side of the bed and sat down on it.
"You're sick," she said, realizing that was the reason he hadn't been in school today, "So I've come to make you feel better."
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