I Wani Spend My Life With That Gator.

Chapter 58- We Wani See You Smile

Last Year (Within the warm and toasty shelter of a foundling's room)

She was always happy around this time of year. Who wouldn't be? This was a time for families to get together and many new memories to be made. It was everything she hoped for as the famous holiday grew closer every day. She would always wish to the tree that was situated near the grand piano, which was in the center of the living quarters for all the kids to roam about, play, and listen once in a while when a visitor would come and play for them.

She wished to the large, towering tree. It smelled fresh and heavenly to her strong nose; she remembers last year asking one of the nice caregivers if they could set one up in her room since she loved the smell of the fresh pine scent that came with the huge tree. Unfortunately, they had to decline her wishes because the tree would never fit in the room. Also, they did not trust her with one because she was blind and could accidentally stumble into the tree and electrocute and fry both of them.

They wouldn't let that happen.

Not again.

It was a wonderful time, even though it was incredibly cold outside. She loved snow a lot but really couldn't enjoy it because the last time she went out to play in the snow, her delicate gills began frosting immediately due to the water it needed constantly. She wished she could be out there with the others as they played in the snow, but she would have to sit tight and stay inside as the other kids frolicked and made snow-dinos with the staff.

Moving her hand to the familiar spot that was right next to her, she brushes her digits around the smooth surface area and taps it. Her digits creep around, trying to track the delectable scent she was picking up to guide her fingers towards.

Eventually, the axolotl finds her destination and taps the glass with her fingers, eliciting a sharp, harmonic 'ding!' from the object of her desires. With both hands, she steadily reaches to the object and lifts it up, making sure to steadily hold it with both hands and to lift it to her short muzzle. Opening her snoot, the young gilled female begins chugging the delicious hot cocoa and hums at the taste, a taste that drives her wild.

"Mhhhh, chocolate."

She was surprised that the caregivers would actually give her this stuff, especially knowing how this would affect her. Regardless, she thanked the red jolly man, who would soon come to deliver gifts to her, for this early present.

She places the glass mug on the table where it sat beforehand, placing it back on the mug mat that was gifted from Ms. Lucy earlier last month-the mug had adorable axolotl faces on it, some of which, Alex pointed out, looked like her.

She settles back into the chair and rolls on it, happily in a circle without a care in the world, because it would soon be her favorite day in the entire world.

Using her short little legs, the young gilled female uses her small feet to pull her closer back to her desk. She could feel the cold from here at her desk as it grazed against the window. She couldn't see it, but frost had taken the window, now unable to fully look out and see the pristine white wonderland that was Voldcaldera-not like it really mattered anyways with her condition.

Having settled the pink and white glass mug down on the printed mug mat, she settles down and lays her small snoot across the desk and groans tiredly. For the last hour, as she will do again for what she thinks she believes will be for the rest of the sunlit afternoon that will eventually bleed into the night, she raises her hand and presses down onto the small plastic Christmas trees' tree topper: a red Santa cap.

She cracks a smile at the sound that immediately fills her ears as soon as she hits the tree topper. Hitting it causes the tree to dance from side to side and ring out 'Carol of the Bells' in a fast, high-pitched tempo. She can't stop playing with it, even if it hurts her sensitive ears with how annoying it sounds.