Fan-Fiction Anime Drabbles of Awesomeness

Alfred F. Jones AU~ Past Dreams

Random drabble idea that has been stuck in my head. I got the inspiration from some random Thomas Edison movie my science teacher made us watch :/ very weird, I know... So it is set in the late 1800's kind of thing

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Throwing on his tattered cap, the young orphan boy sneaked his way across the hall. The orphanage held an eerie atmosphere in the darkness and he shuddered, stumbling a bit with his poor vision; his glasses broken by other troublesome kids. He squinted his blue eyes and finally made it to the girls dorm.

Nearing a certain girls bed, he felt better about everything. The one girl shot up from laying down hearing him approach and gave a quiet giggle. Sneaking out every night it what they did. [Name] placed her feet on the cold floor and stood up. Alfred waited till she put on her shoes and jacket and they tip toed to the roof. They wanted to see the starts tonight and talk about their dreams. They huddled up together due to the crisp coolness of the air.

"[Name], what do you want to do when you grow up?" Alfred asked. She pondered a bit, but quickly got an answer.

"Well, when I get a mommy and daddy I am going to grow up and create a family with somebody I love. But you're also going to be in my family, too, right?" [Name] hugged her knees.

Alfred nodded and smiled. "Of course! We are going to grow up together."

"Like have the same mommy and daddy?"

"Yep, we are going to get adopted together. I promise."

The little kids continued their conversation of the future and came up with great dreams

But that promise...

It was soon dissolved when Alfred was claimed. By a man with blond hair and green eyes who believed that Alfred had great promise. The boy tried to get him to adopt [Name], too, still the attempt was futile. Once time went on and Alfred grew into the respectable man he was supposed to, he was allowed to go to the home of his past; hoping to still find his friend there or with a happy family. The hope went away when he wad informed she died. From pneumonia during the harsh winter, they explained, just a year after he left.

Now there he stood at the closed down orphanage more years later with a bouquet in hand and the other in pocket. He lowered his saddened head and turned to walk in the direction of [Name's] grave.