Donald Na X Gravy [And Other Short Stories]

Yuri Han Part I

Donald: 6 years old
Changhui: 13 years old
Yuri: 22 years old
Janghyeok: 19 years old

A young woman with grey eyes and long black hair tied into a ponytail entered her family's home with a small child in her arms. 

"Hey sis," The woman's thirteen year old brother, Changhui, greeted. "Who's the kid?"

"Hi Changhui," Yuri set the child down on the floor. "This is Donald. Donald, this is my little brother Changhui Han,"

The six year old boy immediately hid behind Yuri's legs.

"Did you kidnap him?" Changhui frowned.

"Who do you take me for!?" Yuri exclaimed. "I'm not a kidnapper!" She saw Donald flinch and knelt down. "Sorry, I didn't mean to raise my voice and scare you. Why don't you go get cleaned up and I'll prepare something really yummy for you to eat? I have some of my brother's old clothes that you can use for now until we buy you some new ones,"

Donald nodded and Yuri showed him where the bathroom was.

As Donald showered, Yuri started making some spaghetti. "When are Mom and Dad coming back home?"

"Three days," Changhui answered. "That kid was covered in wounds. Where are his parents?"

"Dead," Yuri informed. "His father—no, that bastard doesn't deserve that title. His sperm donor was an abusive alcoholic. He beat his wife to death a few hours ago. I was passing by when I heard the loud commotion and a child's scream. When I forced the door open, that bastard tried to attack me but slipped and fell on a broken glass bottle,"

"Why'd you bring the kid here?" Changhui inquired.

"He has no one," Yuri claimed. "I'm going to adopt him,"

"Sis—"

"He needs a stable environment," Yuri said. "If he goes to the foster care system, he'll be shifting homes from a few weeks to a couple months. I can provide him with a safe, loving home. I know how much responsibility it is, but I'm willing to undertake all those responsibilities,"

"I wonder how Mom and Dad are gonna react," Changhui pondered.

"Oh, they'll be thrilled," Yuri chuckled. "They'll definitely spoil their grandson. Don't tell them though. I wanna surprise them when they get home,"

Donald finished cleaning up and came down to the living room. "Yuri's still cooking dinner," Changhui told him. "Wanna watch some TV?"

Donald nodded and sat down on the other end of the couch.

"Dinner's ready," Yuri called a couple minutes later. 'Donald's smiling and laughing. That's good,' "What are you two watching?"

"A cartoon," Donald pointed at the TV.

"Happy Tree Friends," Changhui informed. "It's a cartoon about anthropomorphic animals,"

Yuri curiously watched a few minutes of it and was horrified. "Donald, do you really enjoy watching this sort of thing?" 'I thought he'd be more afraid of violent shows due to the abuse he suffered,'

"It's funny," Donald said.

'Well, he's happy,' Yuri sweat-dropped. "Let's all grab a plate of spaghetti and we'll eat dinner while watching more Happy Tree Friends," As they headed to the kitchen, Yuri pulled her brother aside. "Changhui Han, what the hell were you thinking letting him watch that?"

"I gotta start somewhere to earn the title of Cool Uncle," Changhui claimed. "He's not bothered by it and actually likes the show, so what's the harm?"

XXX

Donald was struggling to stay awake, but exhaustion was winning. "Why don't I show you to your room?" Yuri suggested.

Donald rubbed his eyes in response.

"Do you want me to carry you?" Yuri offered.

Donald nodded. Yuri gently picked her adopted son up, being extra cautious to not aggravate his wounds. She carried him up to the spare bedroom and tucked him into bed. As she was about to leave, Donald grabbed her hand.

"Stay...please..." Donald begged. "I don't wanna be alone,"

Yuri nodded. "Alright, I'll stay here with you,"

XXX

The next morning, Yuri woke up and saw that Donald wasn't in bed. "Donald!?" Fearing that Donald had panicked upon waking up in an unfamiliar place, she rushed out of the spare bedroom. "Donald!?" 

She found him in the living room with Changhui. "He wanted to watch more Happy Tree Friends," Changhui explained. "I also made some tea,"

"Are you mad?" Donald asked meekly.

"No," Yuri shook her head. "I'm not mad. I was just worried when I woke up and you were gone. Are you hungry?"

Donald's stomach growled loudly. "Y-Yes..."

"I'll start making breakfast then," Yuri smiled. "You can continue watching your cartoon,"

While Yuri prepared breakfast, Changhui asked, "So what do you think about Yuri adopting you?"

"Why would she wanna adopt me?" Donald looked away with a sad expression. "She could easily find a better kid,"

"When someone adopts, it's not based on who's the better kid," Changhui pointed out. "My sister wants to adopt you,"

"I'll only be a burden," Donald curled up on the couch.

"How would you be a burden?"

"You and Yuri would have to spend money on me for my wounds and food and appointments," Donald mumbled. "Yuri already wants to by me clothes. She doesn't have to waste her money on me. I'm not contributing anything,"

"You know, even if Yuri was adopting a different kid, she'd still spend all that money on those expenses," Changhui pointed out. "You're not a burden. Besides, if she adopted a different kid then I wouldn't have anyone to watch Happy Tree Friends with. Most kids your age would be terrified of this stuff,"

"I'm not a burden?"

Changhui ruffled his nephew's hair gently. "Nope,"

XXX

"We're home early!" A man and a woman cheered as they barged into the house. "And we brought presents!"

"Mom? Dad?" Yuri exited the kitchen, worried that the loud sounds had scared Donald.

Mom Han opened up her luggage. "Here's some tea for Changhui," She handed several boxes to her son. "Some figurines for Yuri," She handed the wooden figurines and glass figurines to her. "And some snacks for this child we have never met before," 

Donald stared at the various snacks that had been shoved into his arms. He glanced over to Changhui who shrugged. "They've already taken a liking to you,"

"Who is this little guy?" Dad Han ruffled Donald's hair. "Hey sport, what's your name?"

"D-Donald," He stuttered. "Can...Can I really eat all this?"

"Of course you can!" Mom Han smiled. "We wouldn't have given it to you if we didn't want you to eat it,"

"Good to know that you guys are getting along with your new grandson," Yuri said.

"Oh, we are going to be the best grandparents ever!"

Donald has a mom, uncle, grandma, and grandpa now. He'll also get a dad.