After hanging up the phone you went to the kitchen and made yourself some oats with apple slides with a nice cup of tea. Once you were finished with your breakfast and standing in front of your closet going through outfit after outfit and coming up short, where the hell is it… why is it whenever you're looking for something you can never find it but when you're not looking for it, it’s all you can find. You sighed and continued to look all over your room for the one outfit you wanted. After an obscene amount of time you had finally found what you were looking for.( you may choose your own outfit but please keep in mind you will be gardening and it must be appropriate )
Once dressed you grabbed your messenger bag, did your hair in a low bun, put your shoes on and grabbed whatever you thought you would need for a nice day of gardening and catching up with an old ‘friend’. Walking out your front door and not bothering to lock it. you said a friendly hello to Home as you entered Wally’s front yard and gently knocked on the faded yellow door, waiting for a few moments you heard a crack from within and the soft sound of blinds opening. A smile grew on your face as you walked around to one of the windows and saw Wally standing or sitting. It was hard to tell but it was him nonetheless.
Home had opened the window so that Wally and you could talk as you went about fixing his garden, Home made you and Wally multiple cups of tea and it’s self coffee, it had always struck you as odd when Home would eat and drink, it had told you one to many times how it and Wally didn’t need to eat and drink they just did it to seem normal, that goes for sleeping as well but had always fascinated you as to how they eat. There puppets. Yes sure Home is technically a house but that still doesn't explain how they eat or how anyone else in the neighbourhood could eat either.
“ Darling, are you okay? Is something wrong? “
The sound of wally’s conceded yet drunken voice pulled you out of your thoughts, you turned and looked him in the eyes seeming to get lose in them before replying with,
“ I’m fine, don’t worry Wally. Nothing wrong with me, with your flowers on the other hand… well that’s a different story altogether, hehe “
From inside the house you could hear Home laughing as it made you and Wally jet another cup of tea, Wally looked pleased with you answer and joined in with you and home, then a thought popped into your head as you walked to the house to grab your cup of tea from Home while thanking Home you turned to wally who had moved to the side to keep a little bit of distance between the two of you, Home had explained that Wally was still sick and that the both of you couldn’t get too close to each other to prevent you from getting sick as well, you understood but it still hurt a little and you could see it hurt wally as well but he smiled through the pain like always.“ hey Wally “
He turned to look at you, pursuing the conversation between him and Home. curiosity written all over his face as he waited for you to continue,
“ do you still have that painting that I did for you, you know the one Home told me that if I did anymore on it I was going to break the canvas “
He thought for a moment and got up from where he was sitting, walking further into the house, just as you were wondering what he was doing. Home came to the window and told you that Wally had gone to grab something and he’ll be back in a minute. You nodded understanding and went back to gardening and Home when back to whatever Home was doing. After a few minutes there was a loud yelp of sorts, you rusted to the window just in time to see Home walk over to the hallway and help Wally out from under whatever he had dropped. After a few seconds Wally with the help of Home bright out the painting you were incurring about, it was well maintained aside from some dust here and there, the colours were still as vibrant as the day you had finished and the paint still had a glossy look to it, like it had been freshly painted.“ to answer your question My dear Neighbour, yes I do still have it but I must confess I did move it into my Bedroom. Oh I do hope you don’t mind that “
Your smile grew as you let a few tears roll down your cheeks which didn’t go unnoticed by Home or Wally as they both asked you what was wrong, you whipped your eyes and jinxed them. Laughing as their expressions went from one’s of concern to one’s of humour and slight anger as they watched you roll on the ground in a laughing fit.
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Love-sickness
Fanfictionthe ring of a phone isn't all you can hear if you listen carefully enough. the soft sound of a heart beat can just be heard over the television. I don't own anything in this story except the plot.