Yellow looked at Shrigniold in wonder. "A little baby pigeon," He said in awe.
Shrignold had to remind himself not to ask Yellow if he thought he had gotten his color wrong. Yellow looked down at his face in disgust and white bandages, "Good for you though." He walked over to the cage.
"Good." Shrignold smiled at his only friend in the room.
Shrignold and Yellow walked out of the Hospital and back to Yellow's house.
Shrignold walked over to the bench he always sat on. He looked back to Yellow and sat down. "Hey I'm sorry about your colors." Shrignold said as he watched Yellow sit on the bench.
Yellow looked down to the bench and stared at it. "That's okay." He said softly.
"How much did you go through?" Yellow looked up at Shrignold.
"I lost a few friends in the fire." Shrignold explained softly.
Yellow felt bad that he could only imagine the pain that Shrignold was feeling. He saw Shrignold was silently sobbing in his lap. He didn't know why he felt so bad for Shrignold, it was his color that was different. He could understand.
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The Anthology of Randomness :]
RandomI post random pictures/stories/stuff in here. They're all random. Lol. (The cover is random. Don't judge, please-)