A Friend (or a Dozen) For Life

Emison (#1 - July 1990)

Prompt: Little Emison friendship. Emily and Alison meet for the first time.

Jason: 8 years old.
Emily: 6 years old.
Alison: 6 (going on 7)

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Summer of 1996

Emily's dad is visiting home for a couple of weeks, so he decided to take Emily out for ice cream and to the park.

Right now, the little girl and her dad are in the car, with the tiny brunette in the back rambling on about all the fun things she did in kindergarten and how fun she thinks 1st grade is going to be.

"Daddy, Daddy! Guess what else happened!" Emily continues and Wayne smiles.

"What else happened, baby?"

"Mister Tyler, my teacher, he uh, uh... he bringed his pet bunny to class and we gotted to pet it!" Emily beams.

"Brought, honey," He corrects out of habit. "Mister Tyler brought his bunny to class."

"Yeah! He bwought his bunny to class. And guess what, Daddy! We gotted to keep it in our woom and I was the bunny feeder and I gotted to feed him carrots!"

"Wow! That sounds like fun. Was it soft?"

"Uh, huh. Reeaally soft!"

"Wow. Well, what color was it? Was it a purple bunny?" Wayne asks and then smiles when hears his baby squeal in laughter.

"No, Daddy! You're silly, bunnies can't be purple!"

"Oh, that's right. I forgot." He glances between the road and the rearview mirror. "What about pink? Was Mister Tyler's bunny pink?"

"Daddy, no! They can't be pink either!"

"Oh! Well, what color was it?"

"It was bwown and white!"

"That sounds like a very pretty bunny. What did you feed to the bunny when you were the bunny feeder?" He asks as he pulls in to the ice cream parlor parking lot.

He jumps out and rounds the car to the other side, opening the door and undoing Emily's car seat.

"I feeded him cawots, Daddy!" Emily bounds up the sidewalk to the parlor. The two walk in and pick a seat as the line to the counter is really long. "I feeded him lots of cawots!"

"Fed, baby." He corrects again, smiling. "You fed the bunny."

"That's what I said, Daddy!" Emily pouts and crosses her arms. Wayne has to smile at this; it's the exact same thing Pam would do when they were in high school and he was teasing her.

"Okay, sweetie. So, was the bunny a girl bunny or a boy bunny?" Wayne decides to change the subject back Emily's class bunny. It's actually an interesting conversation.

"It was a girl bunny!"

"What was her name?" Wayne asks.

"We named her 'Bunny'!" Emily beams and Wayne chuckles at the not-so-unique name.

"That sounds like a fantastic name." He tells her and she beams. "Now, how 'bout we go up to the counter and order some ice cream?"

"Yeah!"

"Okay! What kind do you want?"

They walk up to the counter and Wayne lifts her up to see. "They have strawberry, chocolate and vanilla. Then there is Rocky Road, Banana Split and Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough."