Scene 30
21 years ago…
Normal POV
"Come on Marshall!" said the young fox as he ran, his younger brother following close behind him.
"Coming Miles!" he said as his feet hit the grass with each running footstep.
The two brothers were at their grandmothers house. He backyard had a pool, tetherball set, and swings. The grass was freshly cut, and the trees had oranges on them, ready to be picked. The pool had a crystal clear blue likeness to it, giving it the look of a lake. The brothers then stopped in the middle of the yard.
"Want to go on the swings? Or hit the ball?" asked Miles to his young brother.
"Swings! I want to go on the swings!" said Marshall with glee.
"Come on!" said the yellow fox, as he ran to the swings. He got on the bigger seat, while his brother got on the small one.
Miles then barely touching the floor, was able to take a few steps back, then jump on the seat, giving him the momentum and enough force to actually swing.
"Weeee!" he yelled as he swung back and forth.
Marshall looked, his hazel eyes focusing on how he did it. He then lowered his feet to the green grass, and took a few steps back, then raised them.
"Wee!" said the young Marshall as his body went forward on the swing, his small hands holding on tight to the metal chain that is keeping the swing up.
"Is it fun for you?" asked Tails as he swung.
"Yeah!" Marshall said with glee as he swung his feet with every motion of the swing.
"You two having fun?" asked a somewhat elderly gray cat. Her fur was a light gray color and she had light blue eyes.
"Yeah gramma!" said Marshall as he stopped swinging.
"Want me to push you?" she asked as she walked behind.
"Yes please!" said the little fox.
She put her hands on his back, and gently pushed him on the swing.
"Yay!" he said, smiling.
"Push me too gramma!" said Tails, as his swinging speed slowed down.
"Ok, you too Miles." She said as Tails slowed to a stop. She walked behind him and pushed, letting out a slight grunt.
"Thank you!" he said as he swung with his brother.
"Oh, there you are Susan." Said a elderly black fox, his eyes being light gray.
"You pushing the youngins on the swing?" he asked as the gray cat walked to him.
"Yeah, I saw them out here and I just wanted to spend time with them." Replied Susan.
The black fox looked at the swing set for a bit, "I remember when we first moved in, I set that up for our daughter." He told her.
"Yes Joe, I remember. But you aren't as strong now as you were 20 years ago." Said Susan as she kissed her husbands cheek.
"I cant believe it still stood up all these years." He followed.
"Hey grampa!" yelled the two fox kids from the swing set, waving at their grandfather.
"Hi boys! Having fun?" he asked, waving back.
"Yeah!" they replied.
He smiled and said, "I remember when we first moved in and I set that up for our daughter."
Susan then looked at Joe, "Joe, you ok honey?"
She had a look of concern on her face.
He looked at her and said, "Yes, I'm fine. Why do you ask?"
"Its just that, you said that a few minutes ago." She told him.
"oh, well… I don't remember…" he said.
"Well, I always forget stuff. Nothing to worry about." He said with a smile.
"Ok…" replied Susan, worriedly.
"Woah!" went out a yell.
Tails let go of the swing at the height of his swing. He put his arms in front of him, to try and break the fall.
THUD!
The yellow fox landed on his wrist, slightly twisting it.
"Miles!" yell Marshall as he stopped his swing with his feet.
He ran to his older brother, who was sniveling and holding his right wrist.
Tears of pain ran down his face, he tried to hold them back, but failed.
"Don't cry Miles." Said Marshall as he hugged him.
"What happened!" said their grandparents as they rushed to them.
"I-I-I jumped off t-t-the swing, and my h-h-h-hand hurts…" sniveled Tails.
Their grandmother bent down and looked at his hand.
"You'll be ok Miles." Said Marshall as he hugged his older brother tighter.
Tails smiled at his little brother, look at this made him feel a bit better.
"Its just a twist, but we should take you to the doctor." Said Susan.
"Ill call Mary." Said Joe as he went into the house.
Tails and Marshall got up, Tails wiped his tears away as they went inside the house.
Their grandmother went to the house phone and called their doctor.
"It hurts…" whimpered Tails.
Marshall looked at his hand and asked "You fell on your hand?"
Tails nodded as Marshall got up and went to the fridge/freezer.
His grandfather looked at him, wondering what he was doing.
"What are you doing Jerimiah?" he asked.
Marshall closed the freezer door and had a ice pack in his small hands.
"Mommy always told me that if you hurt something, ice or something cold helps the pain." Marshall replied as he took a napkin and wrapped it around the icepack.
"Ahh…" Joe mumbled.
Marshall went to his brother and gave it too him.
"Here Miles." His small voice said.
"Thank you Marshall." Replied Tails as he put it over his wrist.
Marshall sat on the couch with his older brother and hugged him.
"I love you Miles."
"I love you Marshall."