I have a whole fic idea in my head but I’m debating on if I should write it or not. Hm, maybe I will. But for now here’s some hcs based off my idea. It’s like hcs and some small storytelling I guess lol. All childhood Alisa and some Nash. Sorry for any mistakes. 🙂
Alisa lived in a middle class neighborhood in a 2 bedroom ranch style house before her mom died. This was before her dad got his name on the law firm
They were happy. Papa and Mama danced with each other often to their favorite love songs, Papa played with her no matter how tired he was from work, and their home was filled with so much love that she didn’t mind being an only child.
Her Mama was a beautiful woman and excellent cook. She was a Social Worker that actually cared about the kids she helped. She dressed in conservative business dresses/blouses & skirts, heels, and stockings for work to look professional. But when she came home, the first thing off was the heels, and after fixing Alisa a snack she’d change into comfortable t shirts and shorts. Her clothes were an array of beautiful colors. No black when she was off the clock.
Some of Alisa’s first memories are of her Mama humming around the kitchen after work in her work clothes and stocking clad feet. They stay in her mind and sometimes she can almost see her especially when she’s had a long day herself
Her Mama had a saying: “A beautiful day always starts and ends with a hug and kiss to people you love” and stood by her words everyday with Alisa and her Papa.
Alisa hugged her daycare teacher and classmates everyday because of this which they all returned happily because she was so cute and sweet
Her Mama also placed in her a love for reading. Books filled their home and so many hours were spent reading together
Alisa had a lisp that some kids made fun of her for.
When Alisa was 6, her Papa got a promotion and close to Tobias Hawthorne. She would come over to the house after school on days her Mama had visits to make to her cases
Nash was 5 and wip smart but wasn’t into playing tag or anything like kids she knew loved. He reminded Alisa of a little grown up that seemed really, really sad
The first thing she did after laying eyes on him in the playroom at the Hawthorne house was hug him tightly. “Hi! I’m Alisa and I’m here to play and I’m 6.”
Little Nash was surprised and didn’t hug back that first time. “I’m Nash and I’m 5. I have lots of toys to play with. I’ll share them”
Alisa took a step back and surveyed her many choices. This boy had way more toys than she did. Over in the corner was a brand new looking play kitchen. “Wanna play restaurant? I’m a really good cook just like my Mama. You can be the customer first and I can give you delicious food”
Nash looked over at the kitchen and shrugged. “Sure. I ain’t played with that before though but I play with the one at school”
Nash sat down at the kid sized table by the kitchen and waited for her to take his order. “It’s no fun to play restaurant by myself.”
Alisa over to the table. “Your Mama don’t play with you?”
“Nope. Aunt Zara does when she comes over though. But never with my kitchen.” He smiled slightly. “Shes nice.”
“Oh.” And then she changed the subject in such a manner that only kids can. “Welcome to my restaurant. What do you want to eat?”
They played and played for 2 hours until it was time to go. She hugged him again and kissed his cheek this time. Nash hugged her back.
“I’ll ask my Mama and Papa if I can play again tomorrow, okay?”
“Okay.” Nash watched her leave
And she did. Soon, they become best friends and sometimes her Mama even took her to play when she didn’t have to work! She got to play all day until it got dark sometimes.
They learned each other’s favorite things and Nash started calling her Lee Lee one day and never called her Alisa after that. They loved each other fiercely as kids do and quickly won the hearts of the staff. Alisa opened Nash’s small world up and filled it with so much joy. His favorite days was when Lee Lee came to play. And Nash was Alisa’s very best friend in the whole world. He never made fun of her way of talking or asked her to repeat herself. He knew exactly what she was saying.
She didn’t find out until they were teens but those first few years of their friendship, but some days her hugs would be the only ones he’d get that day
Her Mama got sick when she was eight and passed away at the end of fifth grade when she was ten
After that, her Papa couldn’t stand the thought of staying in their home without her Mama that he rented it out and bought a bigger house on the other side of town near work and the Hawthornes
The new house was beautiful and newly built but without a stitch of her Mama in them
That first summer without her Mama was difficult. Papa worked more than ever and Alisa spent most of her time at the Hawthorne house. Which was fine with her because she needed her boys. Especially Nash.
One afternoon in early July, Tobias Hawthorne called her in from the pool to show her something. Nash started to come too. “Stay here, please. You’ll see soon enough.” So he reluctantly hung back.
She followed the Old Man down the vast hallways of his home, her feet leaving a trail of water. They entered the corridor that held her boys’ bedrooms and went around the corner toward Nash’s bedroom at the end of the long hallway.
He didn’t stop at Nash’s bedroom but went to the door across from his. The door that was always locked.
The Old Man pulled a key out of his shirt pocket and held it out to her. “Open it up.”
She did and the door swung wide open and she stepped inside. Alisa didn’t know what she was expecting but it wasn’t this.
Inside was the most magnificent bedroom she’d ever seen. Walls painted her favorite color of pastel blue, a big window with a window seat that begged to be sat on and read a book, and a bathroom that was as elegant as Alisa could want. There was also a little library filled with books from top to bottom. Many of them were her favorites. It was tailor made for Alisa.
But what shocked her the most, and what brought tears flowing down her face, was the dozens of pictures of her and Mama hanging on the walls and nightstand. Papa didn’t have any in the new house.
She looked up at Tobias and wiped her eyes. “What- what is this?”
He smiled. “It was my wife’s art room before my grandsons came along. I kept it closed off because I didn’t want to see the memories. But now, it’s your bedroom, and I filled it with things that bring you happiness because you’re a special little girl.”
She launched herself at him in a fierce hug. He patted her back.
“You always have a home here, Alisa. Always.”
After that, he left her to look around and she ran outside to get Nash. He followed into her new bedroom.
“Wow, Lee Lee. It’s perfect for you.”
“He said I always have a home here.”
Nash grinned a big beautiful smile and grabbed her hand. “Of course you do. Want to see if there’s a secret passage connecting our rooms?”
Alisa smiled. “Totally.” And there was.
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