All right, I HATE this prompt, simply because of the specifics of the prompt. I didn't WANT to do some fluff piece about AXH or GXP seeing a shooting star and kissing or asking the other to marry them, etc. etc., so I wasn't able to write ANYTHING. I almost cracked and did some filler and I was going to replace it later.
But then, while I was watching Hey Arnold, an idea fully just SLAMMED me in the face. And here's my challenge.
Challenge 12: Shooting Star
I can't believe he got a C+! I knew he was a smart boy. The best son a mother could ask for. I'm so proud of my little Torvald. He's such a wonderful son and he makes me so proud. And I have that wonderful star to thank.
When I had gotten home one night from working at the supermarket, before I headed inside I had seen a shooting star streak across the sky. I closed my eyes and made a wish for my little Torvy. My wish was that he would show how brilliant he was. And then that little boy came to tutor him. I think his name was Arnold.
Torvy told me about how Arnold had been picked as his tutor for Math class. He was such a sweet boy; I even showed him Torvy's little picture where he stayed within the lines. He seemed to like it, and I headed to work to leave them alone.
As the days passed I saw Torvy come home from school so happy. My son had made a wonderful friend who helped him with his schoolwork. I slept easier those nights, and I thanked the star for sending Arnold to help Torvald. I loved when Torvy came with his Math test.
He came in running through the door. I had been washing dishes, just humming a lullaby I had sang to him when he was a baby.
"Mom, look at my test Arnold helped my study for." He stood and held the test out for me. I took it in my hands and saw his C+.
"OHHH Torvy!" I shouted at him. I pulled him into a hug, beaming. He smiled with pride, and I immediately tagged it to the fridge. He ran to his room, his head held high, and I silently thanked Arnold for helping. And then I thanked the little star who had sent him to my son.