[GETTING REWORKED] Fayette

#Ⅰ

Just a little bit of...green. No that's not right...how about...purple! No..that's not right either! Ugh! I will never get the grass color I want! It's always been this...dark turquoise. If I mix the purple and the green, it will always end up looking ugly!

It's hard drawing when you are limited on supplies. My crayons keep running out because of how much I craft with them. Everywhere you look in my room, you are guaranteed to see at least one craft I did. Like the little origami birds hanging from the ceiling, or the handmade paper flowers near the window, but my personal favorite...the drawing of me and Papa Yudi!

Yes, that's my favorite one! I put soo much effort into it! Even colored the background to make it look pretty so I could show him how much I love him! Even though I think he knows that haha. I remember making it in school on father's day and the teachers really liked it! That same day I showed it to Papa Yudi and he teared up a bit and said he loved it very much.

Hearing him say that he loves what I do makes me so happy. It feels better when he says it instead of anyone else.

"Hey, baby! How are you doing?"
The door opened, it's Papa Yudi!
"Papa!! I missed you so much!"
I run over to him and give him a biiig hug! I close my eyes and nuzzle up into him more. I can feel him petting my head and scratching behind my ear. I always loved when he did that.

"I see that you're busy working on something new. Can I see?"
I nod and I bring him over to my small desk. He leans over, picks the drawing up from the desk, and smiles.
"Aww, you are so talented, dear! I'm very proud of you. What's the drawing going to be about?"
"I don't know yet...I had a dream last night that I was in the middle of a field and some deers came up to me and played with me! Maybe I'll draw that. But the grass was so different in the dream too! It was like a dark turquoise and the sky was dark blue."

"You have some crazy dreams do you?"
I watch him as he put down the paper and pick me up. He walked over to my bed and sat down, putting me on his lap. He continued patting my head. I lean on his chest and enjoy the moment.

I always loved being with Yudi. Even though I have to admit, he's not my real papa. He told me that when I was very little. Apparently, my real parents died due to some sickness. I don't even really remember them that well so...it's not really that big of an issue. I've gotten used to Papa Yudi being with me for most of the time. I can't go a second without him! Although... it's sometimes sad to see all the kids at my school being picked up by their parents who look so similar to them while I and Yudi look nothing alike.

"I have something very important to tell you, Fayette."
I get snapped out of my thoughts by his gentle voice. I look up and smile.
"Yip?"
"I have to go visit Papa Darkness...he's fallen very ill and I need to help him."
"...Is he going to get that ill that he's going to end up like the real mama and papa?" 
"Haha noo...don't worry dear. You know how Darkness is. He might be old but he's strong and fierce as a dragon."
He kissed me on the forehead and looked me in the eyes.
"Wilford, Dexter, and Anusha will take care of you. I won't be gone for long, just about a week until Papa Darkness recovers, okay?"

"Oki...But promise you'll be back soon."
"I promise. I'll be back as soon as possible. I know you miss me a lot when I'm not here with you but trust me that i won't be gone for long this time. And who knows maybe I'll bring you a present on the way back..?"
"Papa you're the present! You already make me happy when you're here with me!"

Papa got up and placed me down on the bed. He took off a flower from his big horns and it slowly morphed into a little sheep plushie. He gave it to me and smooched me on the cheek.
"This little gift will keep you company while I'm gone."
I hug tightly onto the plushie and smile.
"I will think of you anytime I hug it!"
He pats me on the head and walked towards the door.

"Remember, I'll be back soon dear. Love you."
"I love you too Papa!"
He then shortly left the room.
...
Back to being without him, I guess.