Braver than you Believe

Stronger than you Seem and Smarter than you think. Simon Abbot. 28. Child Supervisor.

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Elliot was sitting in the rec room as he tried to relax. Everything about Brielle was new, and new was often scary. Every so often, he lifted his head and eyed the table tennis. He hadn’t played in years, but one of his friends had one in his basement. Whenever Elliot went over his house, he’d always would try to get him to play table tennis with him. Finally, the boy let out a soft sigh before pushing the wheels of his wheelchair to roll himself over to the table. It was a little tall…–but not too bad. He looked around the room for a moment before clearing his throat softly. “Um…Excuse me. Do… Do you want to maybe play table tennis with me?” 

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“Of course!” said Simon, always happy to help. He always enjoyed it when his job allowed him to supervise the rec room. “I hope you don’t mind winning though... because I’m actually terrible at table tennis.”

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jeanhartfords‌:

“Why do you figure that?”

“It never hurts to have holiday spirit. I try my best, but you have to admit a hospital isn’t always the most cheery place.”

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xxlance‌:

“Nahhhhhhhh , this place is fine, or maybe you’re right and I just have no interest in helping you.”

Simon shrugged. “I’m gonna go with the latter. You don’t have to. I’m pretty sure hanging holiday decorations isn’t in your job description. You’ve probably got more important things to do.”

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unfarmiiliar‌:

“i mean i GUESS,” logan isn’t so sure but who was he to tell the guy not to do something? besides, it seemed better than having the dreary walls he’d become so accustomed to. “it’s not even christmas yet, though.”

“Yes, but it will be soon,” Simon pointed out. “And if I’ve done my math right, the moment the Macy’s day parade ends, Christmas season begins! Besides, who doesn’t like tinsel?”

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littleivycooper‌:

Her eyes lit up, “Yes! I wanna help. We never had a tree before at my house, and this is my first holiday here!” she said her smile suddenly fading for a split second before returning to the small frame.

“Well then we’ll have to make it extra special!” Simon smiled. He was curious as to why the girl had never had a tree, but knew better than to ask. He wasn’t a therapist and it wasn’t his job to pry into the patients past and risk making them uncomfortable. “Maybe you’ll get to put the star on top!”

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unfarmiiliar‌:

“is it holiday spirit or just you wanting the image of the holiday in this place?” logan moves to help anyways, always a stickler of those who used manners. “as long as it doesn’t look like santa clause threw up in ever room, i don’t really care.”

“Why not both?” Simon laughed. “I think part of having holiday spirit is trying to spread it.”

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littleivycooper‌:

The young blonde smiled up at the other “sure!” she said holding the decoration. “What else are you putting up?” she asked.

“Hmmm, well I was thinking we could put up a tree and I could have all you guys put up ornaments. What do you think about that?”

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“Could you give me a hand with this please? I figured this place could use a little holiday spirit.”

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petitececily‌:

‘‘ He won’t wake up. he’s been sleeping all day. ’’ the child can feel her lungs collapsing, panic rising. she knows exactly whats happening, but she just DOESN’T want to accept it. ‘‘ can I come? ’’

“I uh- I don’t think that’s the best idea. But- I bet if you said goodbye to him right now, i think it’d really... help.”

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petitececily‌:

SHE STANDS OUTSIDE cafeteria. She looks SAD, standing in her costume with the CAT in her arms. The panic is RISING in her chest. she’s technically not ALLOWED to have this cat, she knows that, but it’s ALL she has left of Nate. OLAF, he brings her so much happiness, he sleeps on her bed each night. she sneaks pizza into her room for him. She ADORES this cat. he’s been sleeping for two days – why is he still sleeping? Footsteps bring her back to the present and out of her own head. ‘‘ excuse me - can you help me? I think my cat’s sick. ’’ she’s not even sure who she’s talking to, she can’t stop looking at the black cat in her hands.

Simon took a look at the cat. Forget the fact that there shouldn’t even be a cat in the building, it was the least of his problems. A lump rose in Simon’s throat and he swallowed it back. How exactly did one explain to a five year old that a pet is dead. “I um, well let’s see if we can’t get your cat to a vet.”

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whatsup-doc‌:

Sebastian looked at the other man for a moment carefully observing his features, before giving him a big, sly smile “…ya’ just want to let your inner fanboy run free, huh?” 

“I still like the idea though. Gettin’ them out of their heads and tryin’ to focus on the present, and magic…sounds nice.”

Simon laughed and ran a hand through his hair. “Guilty as charged! What can I say?... I’ve got a great Harry costume.” He nodded. “I’m glad you think so. I know books have always helped me out of tough situations, and I’m hoping it can do the same for others.”

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whatsup-doc‌:

Sebastian chuckled, already liking the man “I respect that.  That would be great! But is it still as popular?” the doctor wondered playing with the end of his scarf “As much as I would love it I guess we have a lot of the popular - at least former popular - kids here. Dunno if they would be into that.”

“As far as I know, it is” Simon shrugged. “There’s still movies coming out an everything. Besides, there’s never a wrong time to broaden horizons. Maybe we’ll inspire a few popular kids to try something new.”

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garbataille‌:

She was SKITTISH at best as hesitant steps carried her around the garden, unable to take the muffled noises & sterile smell of her room any longer. If it were possible to get a breath of fresh air & avoid everyone, Garnet would have gladly opted for such an option. Instead, the young woman shrunk under the gaze of the patrolling security guards & other patients, jumping at the first words offered her way as hazel orbs widened at the speaker.

“Oh! Sorry! Didn’t mean to startle you,” Simon said, his hands raising to show he wasn’t a threat. “I just wanted to make sure you weren’t lost. I know this place is a maze at first.”

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whatsup-doc‌:

Sebastian scoffed, still a little grumpy after getting back, post-influenza attack “…I’m a Ravenclaw. DUH.” he held up his scarf with house colors, because fall is THE Harry Potter season and no one will convince him otherwise.

“Aw, of course, I can’t believe I missed that,” Simon laughed, face-palming in embarrassment. “I’m more of a hufflepuff myself. You know, I’ve been thinking we should decorate the rec room for Halloween, with like owls, and things. Harry Potter themed.”

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charlieswann‌:

Whoops, that was a bit awkward. But the other did fix it amazingly. Making it so that the boy wasn’t feeling like he could just go drown himself, it didn’t even make him blush like this. “That shouldn’t be a problem, I play piano and a little bit of guitar~” Even though he hasn’t touched a guitar since his sister, and wasn’t planing on touching a guitar anytime soon “~and Dana is trying to teach me some violin but I don’t think kids would like to hear the sound I’m producing with it right now..!” 

“Great! Sounds like you’re our band leader than. I’ll be cheering on the sidelines. Like a soccer mom, but with music.” He laughed. “Don’t worry, I’m sure the sounds you’re making are like Beethoven compared to the sounds I’d be able to on the Violin.”

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charlieswann‌:

“I- I’m pretty sure there should be a few extras… Maybe if you would bring five of them there would be less revolting?” The boy asked with a small smile as he dove back into the mess of instruments. “Maybe take her here, or a small group, I can help you with them and we can make a Brielle band!” He said with a small smile. 

“Oh, I meant from the noise, but I guess a fight over instruments could occur,” Simon laughed. “That is a wonderful idea! I can’t play anything more complicated than a triangle, though, just warning you.”

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charlieswann‌:

With a small smile the boy got up, walking over to the part of the room that usually was scattered with different instruments. Lots of them brought there by Dana the moment she got here, going on about giving everyone a chance at music. Within seconds he held a tambourine in his hands. “Something like this?” He asked as he approached the male. 

“Yes! That’s perfect.  She’ll have lots of fun with that... until someone takes it away from her. I give it it ten minutes before the rest of the rec room revolts.”