Night Angel

Naming A Baby.

Have you ever woken up by yourself?

Yeah, that's it. Have you ever?

Because not once in my life had I woken up on my own without the assistance of the dear red pot Maya used to bang with a wooden spoon.

And this morning was quiet the same. Taking under the fact that the pot was shaped more symmetricaly into an aggressive human and I was the unfortunate spoon being vigorously  shaken from my bed.

"What, what?" I mumbled sleepily, wiping the drool of my face.

"You, young lady, have no shame at all, do you hear me?" Boy, was she the streaming tractor in the morning.

"Yes aunt. I accept the compliment, Aunt," I replied with a groggy smile and started falling back.

"Oh no! Not again you are not! You will not give wrong impressions to the other girls!"

Thst woke me up a bit, "Other girls? You mean there is someone else here?"

"Well, of course. First there is me..."

"Don't be silly, Aunt. No one counts you as a girl."

My blurry eyes cleared to see the dark blush in her plump cheeks, "That's it! No breakfast for you."

I smiled , "You do, do a good job warming me to a hopeful new morning."

"Up in ten minutes. I'll see you down at the kitchen."

Begining the day with the stretchiest of movements, I yawned and then continued to relieve my muscles. After I was done with the shower, I hopped down the hall, in a better mood than ever.

But the sight before my eyes stopped me in my run, almost making me topple over head-fist.

There were at least seaven other things that had the utmost biological resemblance to my kind there, busy eating from there bowls.

And when a girl with blonde hair and a red ribbon caught my captivated  gaze, she nudged her fellow, who nudged her fellow, who continued the train, until all of them had there eyes on me. 

At least four of them were blonde, various shades of gold that didn't quiet match with the woodsy surroundings. Then there were two raven heads, and two brunettes that were now three if you counted me.

However, all of them looked wary and not in the least inviting.

Me being the kind person I am, decided to invite myself in since no one could pick themselved to do the honor.

"Good morning," I chirped, walking and taking my place on the stool.

When they continued to stare , I decided to humor them, "Oh no need to wory. I was just greeting my bestfriend, Vase. Isn't it such a lovely morning Ms. Vase."

I don't beleive in paranormal things  but I swear the flowers withered the tiniest bit at my sentence.

And just then the devil herself decided to take her entry, speaking before stepping.

"Are you up? You better be dressed adequently when I get there."

I gave their perplexed expressions my best giddy smile, "She tends to be a bit hyper in the morning." Then to her, "No aunt. I am actually down, sitting on a chair and waiting for food to be precise."

"It must be you, no one else would dare talk to me like that," She remarked, walking out of the laundry room with a duster in her hands.

"Just one of my charms," I flashed a smile at her approaching figure, watching as she poured me something out of the pot.