First Day To The Rest Of Disaster pt.1
Where did the time go? One second she's in her crib, crying to be changed, the next, she's crying because she fell off her tricycle. One minute she's begging for a pony ride, the next she's begging for the car keys. One hour she's on her way to her first day of school, the next she's graduating college, top of her class and field. He didn't dare blink or turn around in fear of her leaving for good.
Straggling up the front steps of the house, Jill dug threw her purse looking for her keys. Nearly toppling into the shrubs as she open the door, she quietly shut it behind her after squeezing threw the small gap she had made. Finally freeing her throbbing feet from the torture chamber of high heels she had on, whining a bit on how good the cool tiles felt. Wiggling her sore toes in the plush carpeting of the living room, she tiptoed towards the couch when the lights clicked on, burning her already sensitive eyes.
"Jillian Andrea Isabelle Lightyear!" Buzz snapped as he tapped his foot angrily. "Do you have any idea what time it is?" She had to stiffen a giggle as she looked at him. Buzz Lightyear, pride of Star Command, stood in front of her in a yellow bathrobe, pink bunny slippers, teal rubber duckie pajama bottoms, and a white tee shirt. Judging by his daughter's behavior, wobbly stance, late night outing, and messy appearance, there was only one explanation. "Young Lady, are you drunk?" He asked in a disappointed tone. Glaring at him, she huffed in annoyance.
"No! Well…close to it." She said pulling out the silver hair pin that was digging at her scalp, causing her thick brunette hair to fall messily around her face. Buzz looked at her in disgust. "What?"
"You drove home drunk?" She covered her throbbing ears as he yelled.
"Ow! No I didn't!" She hissed. "I'm just sleep deprived." Rubbing her drowsy eyes, she glared at him. "Why are you still up? I told you I was going to stay at Petra's graduation party to help clean up." Buzz glared at her.
"I didn't know how late you were going to stay out. It's close to midnight!" Chuckling, Jill picked up her purse along with her pain inflicting shoes.
"Sorry, forgot that I had school tomorrow. Oh wait! That's right!" she sarcastically said as she walked towards the stairs. Grabbing her shoulder, Buzz spun her around so she would be facing him. "What?"
"Young Lady, this is serious! You've been staying out like this for four nights in a row!" Giving a tired sigh, Jill rubbed the back of her neck.
"Dad, relax. I'm just spending time with my friends before they head out for their jobs. This will probably be the last time I'll get to hang out with them." Kissing him on the cheek, she climbed the stairs to her room. "Night Daddy, see you in the morning."
"This conversation is not over, young lady!" Buzz yelled after her. He got a wave of her hand as a response as she didn't look back.
"We'll continue this in the morning, when my brain cells are fully recharged, and working properly." Reaching the top of the stairs, she opened her bedroom door and flopped on her bed. Oh Sweet Venus, her down comforter felt amazing. Thankfully Petra's party was the last one of their class. Reaching over to her nightstand, she grabbed her favorite childhood stuffed animal. Looking over the well loved toy, she smiled warmly as memories flooded her. It had once been a cute soft Jo-ad bunny, but years with a rambunctious little tomboy left it with a missing eye, 2/3rds a left ear, chewed on paws and clumped purple fur. She couldn't remember when or where she had gotten it, but she had it as long as she could remember. Whenever she was sad and lonely, it was there. Whenever she was sick and miserable, it was there. Whenever she angry, it's soft kind marble eyes soothed her fiery temper. Smiling weakly, she cradled the toy within her arms as she drifted off to sleep.
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"Buzz?" He moaned a bit as a soft voice awoke him from a deep sleep. Opening his eyes, he winced as the burning red numbers glowing from his alarm clock stung his blurry vision. Adjusting to his surroundings, he saw that it was 3 o'clock in the morning. Turning over to face his wife, he was greeted by her angelic smile.
"Yes Ozma?" He asked groggily. Smiling warmly at him, she placed a hand on her swollen belly.
"It's time." He looked at her blankly before yawning and turning back over to face the wall.
"That's nice, Sweetie. 'Night." After a second passed by, he sat upright and stared at her. "It's time?" She sighed and nodded, her coy smile never once changed.
"Wow, nothing gets by you. Eh, Lightyear?" She slowly sat up as Buzz quickly got changed and ran downstairs with the suitcase in hand, screaming not to panic. Getting dressed, she paused as she looked back at her nightstand. Opening the drawer, she pulled out a small stuffed animal. It had been a baby shower gift from her sister, though she still didn't see what the big deal was. Growing up, she didn't care for toys like most children; she'd rather have a book on animals or explore the wilderness. But looking at the plush Jo-ad bunny in her hand, its gentle eyes seemed to melt her heart. She was jolted back to reality when Buzz's panicked filled screams echoed throughout the house. Placing the toy in her bag she headed down the stairs. Smiling she rubbed her belly. "Well, maybe you'll want a companion while you're reading or exploring the wilderness."