Plush Toy
Postgame drabble featuring Colette again. Colloyd (unsurprisingly :) ).
Colette had never had many possessions as a child. The adults around her had usually insisted on her dedicating most of her time to studies and activities connected to her role and that showed in the objects that they gave her. Occasionally, however, she would be allowed something that was purely fun in her life. Paws was one of those things.
In fact Paws was one of her most treasured possessions. He was a small, soft plush toy dog that Lloyd had given to her. He was precious to her because he was such a cute dog, because he was just the right size to cuddle and because Lloyd had been so kind to think of her and find such a perfect present for her.
They toy had also provided a great deal of comfort to her. She had never kept a diary but had, occasionally, confided her thoughts to the small dog. She had found it helpful in the small hours of the morning when she couldn't sleep to whisper her thoughts to Paws. She couldn't tell anyone that sometimes she was afraid, unsure about what would happen to her in the future. That was, however, anyone except for the little dog who was the most fantastic listener and who she knew she could trust to always keep her secrets.
She smiled fondly as she picked Paws up and gently stroked the top of his head between his ears.
"You really do love that little toy don't you?" Lloyd asked, a gently amused tone in his voice.
"I do, but don't worry, I love you more," Colette beamed at him.
Lloyd ruffled her hair playfully then scooped her up in her hug, placing a tender kiss on the top of her head.
"Want to go for a walk?" he offered.
"Why not?" she replied, slipping her hand into his and twining their fingers together.
As they moved towards the door Colette paused to put Paws down on the mantelpiece. She tenderly patted the dog's head then, with a thoughtful look on her face, moved his front paw so that it was laid across the back of the snow white plush toy rabbit charm that was also sat in pride of place on the mantelpiece.
Nodding in a contented, satisfied manner she turned and kissed Lloyd's cheek then walked out into the sunshine with him.