Goldy/Carter's P.O.V.
Everything have been it's normal boring self all day. It was the same old same old, we would pop out of our boxes to preform and then go back down until the lights came back on again. Sometimes only one of us would perform, however none of us had been requested for so far.
Seems I spoke too soon. My light went off and I came out of my box and noticed that only my sister was out as well. The two of us never performed individually it was always together. Springy of course was the kids favorite, so even though I always performed my best, the kids never really watched me.
Of course like every other time we started our routine. We talked back and forth a bit then Springy started to sing a song and I would sing back. We would go back and forth on this song on who sang what. As much as I hated the happy tone of my performance mode, I actually enjoyed performing for the kids. I just wish they would watch more. As we sang the kids stayed looking at Springy not really paying attention to me, even when it was my part.
At that moment I noticed someone there who I didn't see before. In one of the chairs in front of me was a little girl. She was definitely very young and very small. She had a white shirt that seem to have black stripes on just the sleeves. She had a pink skirt on. Her long brown hair held a bright pink bow, that seemed to match with her green eyes.
She was smiling at me. I kept performing, but I could hear pounding in my head. It was as if my heart was beating again. I felt... Alive... We sprung to life as we continued to perform for the girl. She was the only one who watched the entire time, but I didn't care. We were performing for her and no one else.
We finished up our last song and I realize that we would have to go back into the box. I didn't want to go back in there I wanted to continue to perform for her. I watched my sister climb into her box happy as a clam, and I reluctantly followed suit, climbing into mine.
"Thank you" I heard the little girl say before I closed the top of my box.
"Your welcome" I whispered to myself inside of the box knowing that she couldn't hear me. Maybe one day I would get to see her again...
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Short StoryLittle stories that may not be shown on video. Some ship stories may be included however they will stay apro pro. Co Written by TheCatThatDraws (aka my girlfriend) Book cover contest won by Flair, Congrats! Other participants in the contest were Eme...
