The falling star meme @ all of ur babs
A Dream is a Wish your heart makesaccepting
A humm. Gaze sliding up to focus on the vast sky stretching into eternity above him. A wish huh? He’d made many when he was a child. The usual, stupid, childish wishes of course. I want a new bike. I wish I had superpowers. I wish I had allll the skittles in the world. But then his world fell to pieces. His father had disappeared and his mother had lost herself and everything suddenly seemed so difficult. Those childish wishes seemed so pointless. So he wished for something different.
“ I, uh, well, it sounds kinda stupid to say it out loud but… I used to wish my mom would smile again. ”
A soft smile pulled at the baker's lips as he shifted in place. Gaze falling to the floor and cheeks flushing bright pink as he took a moment to remember all the times he’d wished on a falling star. The memories were fond. Colored with a child's imagination and the warm comfort of his family, his grandparents, being there to keep him safe from the dangers of the night. It wasn’t often that they went out to watch the stars. Perhaps once a month at most. But the memories were some of his fondest.
“ Well, I can’t quite remember everything I wished for. But if memory serves, I think I’d once wished for, um, well, I’d asked for a hat actually. You see, my grandfather had a small collection of hats. And we’d go through them. Him telling me all the stories they carried as he plopped them on my head. ” He paused. Gaze distant as he lost himself in the memories of his childhood.
“ My favorite was this velvety top hat. I loved how tall it was, and thought it made me look like a proper adult. So one day I snuck it out of his collection to wear while playing outside. I’d, tragically, lost it. I felt so terribly guilty. So I was saving up to try and buy him a new one. I never did find another, proper, top hat. But I found this kids magic kit that came with a hat and bought that for him instead. ”
“ A wish on a star? I never believed in that. ” His tone was dry. Expression incredulous as he just stared down the other. The moment stretched on. Not a word spoken as the bartender simply waited for the other to leave without an answer. Apparently, that tactic wouldn’t work.
With a put-upon sigh, Cain set aside the bar towel he’d been using. Sharp blue eyes directing a glare at the person obstructing his time before falling to focus on the polished wood of the bartop.
“ Saftey. For my sister. Figured I’d do everything in my power. Even askin’ higher powers. Not that it helped none. Never bothered to look to the stars again ‘fter that. ”
The seamstress gave a contemplative humm as leaned back in his seat. Arms crossed over his chest and a thoughtful look coloring his features as he considered the question. He could remember a few rare instances where he’d seen a shooting star. The awe he’d felt as he watched the spark of light shoot across the sky before disappearing into the distance. But he could honestly say he couldn’t remember any of the wishes he’d made. If he made any at all.
“ Hmmm, I think... I wished for a date once? Maybe? I’m not really sure. I didn’t wish on stars all that often. ”
Nemo grew silent. Delicate features pinched together in concentration as he carefully considered the question. Being a romantic at heart, there had been plenty of times he’d wished on the stars. Countless instances where he’d turned to the sky for his dreams. He’d wished for pointless things. Like a new toy or for a lead role in the school play. A few times he’d wished for something special. Like when his mother was sick. Please let her get better. Please let her be okay. He’d been adamant about it. Turning to his window every night, and spending hours wishing and waiting for a star to pray on. And then when he found out he wasn’t human… he wished for answers. Prayed his family would still love him, even if they discovered he wasn’t theirs. Prayed for a chance to meet others like him. Prayed that everything would be okay in the end…
“ Um, I think once I wished for a pretty princess dress? When I was 8? I never did get that dress… ”