Meaningful Memories

Chapter 1 - Tomorrow's Surprises

Disclaimer: The characters that make up the cartoon, Wander over Yonder, do not belong to me; neither does anything that you would recognize. Those wonderful things belong to Craig McCracken and his talented crew.

Summary: Tomorrow comes with a new surprise to try and outdo the smiles of yesterday.

Warning: Use of the pairing Sylander (Wander and Sylvia), as well as potential head-cannons. (Possibilities of it being a little AU)

Enjoy!

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1. Happiness

A wide grin split his skinless cheeks as he sat in his black and red cushioned throne. Spikes glistened as the strong lights of fires bounced through the window, landing on the chair. The fresh smell of smoke was not bothersome; in fact, it was a sing of victory.

His electric green eyes narrowed as he continued to look out the broken door of this planet's Capitol. The smile only grew wider as new screams of fear echoed off of the building's grand walls.

Lord Hater felt a short bubble of laughter come up from his chest. It burst from his mouth in the form of an evil cackle.

While some people found happiness in a newborn's innocent smile or the freedom of nature, Lord Hater found happiness in the destruction of said things. He found happiness in evil.

2. Secret

Eyes falling to the grass green hat that he was clutching tightly, the smile fell from his face. No longer was his expression its usual cheerful self, instead it was full of sorrow.

Secretly, the little nomad was glad that Sylvia was not awake.

Suppressing the depressing feelings that he could feel quickly bubbling to the surface, Wander curled up around the large head wear. He bit his lip hard, almost drawing blood. However, the fight was futile and he ended up surrendering to the usually hidden emotions. The only sign being hot bead of tears as they slowly ran down his cheeks.

No, he decided. Sylvia could never know.

And at that tear filled moment, Wander had made his first secret.

3. Beauty

Wander, being his usual cheerful self, found beauty in every single thing; whether it be something large, small of hurtful. He found beauty in the sun when it shined every morning, and the rain when it flooded the ground. He found beauty in the frailest butterfly.

But the thing that he found to be the most beautiful, was the protective and blur furred Zbornak, named Sylvia.

4. Garden

Lord Hater looked over the small shoulder of his loyal commander, Peepers, at the unfolded map that covered the table. It had blotches of red and white skulls littering its indigo-black surface. The hand drawn planets and their surrounding stars were easily blocked out by the large stamps of his cartooned face.

With hands clasped behind his back, he listened to what the watchdog commander further go into detail about their plans to take over more planets. He nodded every so often.

His eyes darted from planet to planet, star to star in satisfaction. Sure, his garden of planets that he had taken over was small; but every good gardener takes their time to let their wonderful garden grow.

5. Give

Sylvia looked down at the slumbering nomad that lay curled up inside a floppy green hat, a soft smile making its way to the surface.