Starcross

Part 5

So before we start, I want to say that this chapter wouldn't be finished had it not been for a dream I had- the cliffnotes are as followed: Claire and other Care Bears worked at some sort of facility/camp- Claire in particular was trying to do schoolwork; There were frequent communications between Care Bears via TV screens; Oopsy usually called in with others, but when he saw Claire through the monitors, he would get all embarrassed and happy and wave to her. This annoyed tf out of Share (and she was always annoyed with him, for various reasons); The Care Bears had the ability to switch between teddy bear mode (like the toys) and anthro mode (like they are in the cartoons); Share was so mad at Oopsy that she blocked him from using the communications systems, Claire was confused by this but didn't mind otherwise.

Obviously, I don't sleep very well, but it made me revisit the story, so I guess it accounts for something! xD

Also, since the last time we met, I found out that the Care Bear wiki states that Oopsy's Hebrew name translates out to Glitch Bear? Now I can't stop thinking that Oopsy is literally a glitch in the Care Bear's matrix which could easily explain his lack of Belly Badge, and I don't know what to do with this information. xDD

Anywho, on with the story. No I don't know when I'll update it again. I do enjoy this series, for the most part, but I have other fics to work on and they're a bit higher in priority. Sorry if you want something more consistent. *shrugs*

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At first, Claire thought that she was intimated by the size of her aunt's house. But then she looked over to her aunt, who was sorting through boxes laid on the porch, and an awful pit fell in Claire's stomach. For the past 10 years, she could barely remember her mother outside of nightmares at the Bad Angle (a term she dubbed from the unnatural angle of her mother's snapped neck), but seeing her aunt from a distance made Claire realize that she was still horrified by the incident. It was not something she wanted to know at the moment.

"Claire?" her father's voice suddenly spoke up, making her jump.

"I'm fine!" the girl quickly denied as she started to get out of the car.

"That in no way answers my question." Matthew then told his daughter with a small smile. This netted a confused glance from Claire. Choosing to make the situation a funny one, Matthew flat out laughed at his daughter. "I asked if you wanted to get Ronald's tonight or Chik'n Fillers."

"Chik'n Fillers." Claire quickly decided as she attempted to get out of the car again, but was once more stopped by her father.

"Claire, remember what I said last night." he said to her. He was so calm and subdued, it nearly scared her. "If all of this gets too overwhelming, let me know. We can go somewhere else."

The girl looked back at her father and suddenly realized the line of worry on his forehead.

"I can do this." Claire asserted. She paused a moment before adding, "And so can you."

For a moment, Matthew just looked back at his daughter before a small smile appeared on his face.

"When'd you get so wise?" he teased as he started to get out of the car now. Claire's answer was a small chuckle. With it settled, the two got out of the car and walked together to greet Claire's estranged aunt.

Amelia hadn't noticed the two until they were coming up the porch steps, even then, she looked surprised that they had come at all.

"Hello!" Amelia greeted them in a kind, melodious voice. "I thought you said you two lived in a small apartment, why is there so much junk here?!"