Nursery Rhymes

[Talmon]

It was a brisk summer morning. Mrs. Kamiya was walking down the pavement, smiling at those who passed her and offered a comment. She passed a tree and it poured shade onto the pram she was pushing, inside was her son; Tai and his little sister Kari, sleeping soundly as she took them towards daycare. She had errands to run today so there was no choice but to leave them here. She hoped that they would be alright. She stopped as she reached the bright brick building and looked up at the rainbow covered sign. She could just barely make out the name between all the bright colours; Destiny Daycare. It was a small building with a few staff members but it was cheap and had a play and nap area. She was sure her children would be fine.

She walked through the dark brown wooden framed glass doors and into the building. Inside the faint sound of children could be heard. There was a small entrance area with no one but a woman stood behind a brown wooden desk. The walls had wallpaper that made it look like you were in the sky. The floor was a white linoleum. Mrs. Kamiya walked over to the counter and smiled kindly to the woman. "Hello, and who are them two?" the woman asked, in a cutesy voice. She had red hair, brushed behind her ear.
"This is little Tai" Mrs. Kamiya reached into the pram and withdrew Tai, prodding him playfully with her knuckle in his cheek. "And that is Kari" Mrs. Kamiya explained as she sat Tai down on the counter as he slowly began to open his eyes and yawn. Mrs. Kamiya picked up Kari and held her in her arms.
"I see" the woman giggled as she tiggled Tai and he began to squirm, giggle and gurgle back. "Okay well you are all booked so you can go and I'll take them through" the woman explained, indicating the double wooden doors to her left which had a single circular transluscent pane in each.
"I'll be back at-"
"Yes we know, go on. Go. Have fun" the woman chirped kindly.

[Talmon]

Just a short one this time :/

The woman picked up both children and carried them through the ominous wooden doors. Behind them was a colossal array of colours in the form of soft play areas, wallpaper, paint, toys and so much more. Tai’s eyes became wide while Kari’s stayed as docile as usual. There were already six children sat in there and they were all playing separately except two – both blonde – they were little boys. Tai wandered over to the kids on his own as soon as he was placed down while Kari sat on the ground and began to suck her thumb.

Tai sat down in the middle of all of the children playing separately and picked up an orange hand whistle. He pulled the plunger down with ease and then held it tightly as he pushed it back up and a toot burst out. It drew every child’s attention which Tai didn’t mind. He pulled it back and did it again and all of the kids began to move closer to watch. The woman giggled and walked out, back to the front desk, leaving them to their own devices.

Tai tooted a third time and by now all the children were in a circle around him. Tai pointed to the table with juice boxes on with his whistle and nodded to the other kids. One of them, a young red haired girl, came over to his side and hugged him. “I like you” she chided before releasing the hug.
“I like him too” the youngest of the blonde boys shouted, determined not to be left out.
“You smell” a little brunette giggled
“No he doesn’t” the older blonde brother growled back. As the argument escalated there was a gurgling and a giggle from slightly further away. Tai turned to see his sister, Kari, clapping her hands joyfully and smiled. He tooted the whistle and started to walk towards her, they wanted juice.

[Orlando]

Dawww it's the wittle Digidestined lol

[Talmon]

I know, thats what I was going for :')

[Talmon]

-Tai Flashback-

Tai wandered around the upstairs floor of his house. The wallpaper was cream with white lilies on and the floor was carpeted beige. The white banister that was on the left of the staircase was old and chipped. Tai playfully searched for his crayons which he knew he had left around here somewhere. He gurgled in excitement as he peered into the bathroom and saw his potty. He turned around and crawled over to the plant pot until he spotted the crayons wedged behind it. He tried to reach in and get them but he couldn't so he bounced up and down until he felt them in his tiny fingers. As his feet hit the ground one of them slipped, quickly followed by the other one. Tai turned to see the staircase behind him suddenly becoming his landing area as he flew through the air and hit the top step.

However that wasn't the end as he began to roll down the stairs and bash his head and the rest of his body repeatedly. As he finally reached the bottom of the stairs he began to wail and howl uncontrollably. His mother - who was in the living room nearby - came rushing out to see her baby holding his head and crying uncontrollably. She handed Kari to her husband and picked him up. "It's okay. It's alright" she soothed as she stroked his head only to unleash louder wailing than before. She sighed and took him into the living room all the while bouncing him up and down gently.

She sat down on the sofa with him and began to rub his head softly. "I know, I know. It’s okay" she promised as he gurgled his complaints all the while. She simply sat and stroked his head until the tears dried up and the noise turned to a gentle silence. Tai rubbed up against his mum instead of the brown leather sofa and cuddled her. "Go on, go and play" she insisted in a calm, motherly voice. Tai grinned and leapt down from the sofa quickly, toddling away as quick as he had come. Mrs. Kamiya breathed a sigh of relief before she heard another bang and the beginning of crying, Kari had been let loose.

It's based on my childhood, sorta xD

[Orlando]

You mustve had an interesting childhood Tal.

[Talmon]

This is the tip of the iceberg in terms of my childhood xD

[Talmon]

Kari sat giggling as her brother was told off by their mother. She may have only been young but she knew what was happening. Their mother was going to go answer the door and that meant Tai was in charge. Their mother left the room so Kari stared at Tai intently. He looked back and grinned. Kari seemed unperturbed and continued to give him a glare. Tai sighed and picked up a rattle. He toddled over to the cot and shook it at her but she refused to giggle. Kari looked at him and turned but as she did the cot fell and she flew out and landed on the ground. Luckily she wasn't hurt but Kari started to bawl anyway.

Tai panicked and looked around before charging towards her and hugging her. She ignored it and pushed him away. Tai looked at her as he was on all fours and grinned. He let out a little bark as he remembered how much she had loved their puppy before it died prematurely. Kari paused her crying and looked at Tai intently. Tai barked again and she giggled a little and reached out with her arms. Tai knew what to do now. He crawled over and sat in front of her, his tongue lolled out and he began to pant. Kari grinned and ruffled his miniature afro with her hand. “Kitty...” she muttered, stroking Tai. Tai gasped as he realised it was her first word.

“Mum!” he shouted. He picked up Kari as he heard the door closed and just barely managed to carry her across the room. Their mum looked down and smiled
“What, honey?” she asked with a smile as she brushed some hair behind her ear.
“Kari speaked” he told her with a grin, presenting her like the pride of a pack of lions
“Really?” their mum asked amazed. Tai nodded vigorously so mum picked up Kari and looked at her with a smile
“Say it again” Tai told her fiercely. His mum would forgive him if she did. Kari shook her head. Tai sighed and barked suddenly
“What are you-” Mrs. Kamiya began
“Kitty!” Kari yelped excitedly. Mrs. Kamiya laughed.
“Yeah... kitty” she chuckled as she hugged Kari tightly and then picked Tai up and hugged them both
“Mum” Tai groaned.

[Talmon]

Sora felt the football smack against her leg and pain tore through her body. Now, normally, Sora didn't cry, at all. In fact she had made boys cry their eyes out faster than she would ever shed a single tear but this was different. Her leg was torn in two with pain and she could feel it radiating through her body. Every fibre of her being begged to be reprieved from the amount of pain. She breathed in and gave in. “Help!” she shouted.

Her mother ran over and looked at the boy who had kicked the ball menacingly “Come on, we'll have a look shall we?” she asked. She knew it wasn't right that her usually silent daughter would beg for assistance. She touched the leg and Sora tensed her entire body in pain “We'll call an ambulance, it'll be okay” she told Sora as she pulled her head close to her chest and hugged her tightly
“It hurts” Sora moaned
“I know, I know” her mother soothed.

* * *

Sora lay in her bed and stroked the cast of her leg, it was so itchy! “Mum” she moaned
“Yes dear?” her mum asked, poking her head around the door.
“My leg itches” Sora whined
“It's got three spiral fractures, they won't go away without the cast” her mum replied, with a sullen tone.
“My arms still hurt” she complained.
“Well you've broken both, all that's left is the other leg” her mum joked. Sora didn't appreciate the humour
“Be nice, I'm ill” she insisted.
“Where did my quiet daughter go?” she asked with a sigh as she kissed Sora on the head and left the room swiftly.
“She got hit by a football!” Sora shouted as her mother left.

[Talmon]

Joe sat in the middle of his living room. It was carpeted grey and the walls were beige. There was little furniture apart from a large television against the foremost wall and a black leather sofa against the back wall. A window was inset into the right hand wall and a mirror hung from the left. A plant sat in the corner and there were two white wooden doors; one to the kitchen, forwards, and one to the hallway, backwards. His mother had left that morning, she’d never been reliable but going on a holiday to Tahiti was a bit much. He liked that word “Tar-he-tee” he found his way around the words and then got to his feet. He was going to go stay at a friend’s because he knew, even at this early age, that he needed food.

He walked over to the door to the hallway and reached up, he pulled at the handle, jumping up and down until it opened. He toddled out into the hallway and towards the front door. The keys were placed on the top of the staircase which had the same carpet as the living room. The hallway had light brown laminate flooring which made Joe slide around but he ignored it and stumbled over to the staircase and began to climb. He was hungering for some milk. He got to the top and grabbed the keys and then bum-shuffled back down to the bottom. He landed with a thud and banged his head which made the stairs seem a lot scarier.

He crawled over to the front door to avoid slipping and then slipped the key into the lock and leapt onto the handle and pulled it down. The door swung open, with Joe still holding on, and smacked against the wall. Joe sobbed a little as his nose and back became sore but he simply dropped off the handle and toddled out of the door, leaving it open. The outside world was a whole lot scarier. There was bright light everywhere and the sound and smells intoxicated the infantile Joe. He looked around and then walked down the black gravel driveway. His feet hurt but he ignored it. He just wouldn’t walk down that again, it was too scary. Some grass flew up from the verdant front garden and made him sneeze so he decided to stay away from plant life from now on. The sound of a neighbour’s dog barking made Joe terrified so he made a mental note to avoid animals because they were terrifying.

He walked to the edge of the road before he heard his brother’s voice and the whooshing of cars. The edge of a road was noisy! “Joe! Don’t go out there, it’s dangerous!” his brother shouted, running down and away from his window. The sound of his feet on the staircase was audible from outside as he panicked fervently. Joe spun and looked out, he wanted the sound to end so he made a choice to cross and get away from the side of the road. “Joe, wait! Mum’s waiting for you! Remember good ol’ mummy? Please don’t cross!” his brother called as he ran out towards Joe. Joe thought for a second and then walked out onto the road.

The car hit him at a reduced fifty miles an hour; his small body was sent flying across the road and landed with a thud and a skid. Joe’s brother felt his eyes become wide and charged over. The car had tried to stop but it hadn’t had enough time. Joe was lay, bleeding in the middle of the road. He charged out to Joe and checked his pulse, it was faint. “Joe, why did you do that!?” he exclaimed. The sound was nothing more than a blur for Joe. It was at that point he decided he’d never do anything ever again without thinking first. The ambulance arrived before his mother rang back and Joe knew then what he wanted to be, what he aspired to be; a doctor.

[Talmon]

Mimi’s mother brushed the little blonde curls from her daughter’s face and then smiled as Mimi wore the sparkling pink dress. “Are you ready for the party, honey?” she asked, even though it was her who had dressed Mimi
“No, I hate pink” Mimi growled
“Girl’s wear pink, it’s pretty” her mum chirped, knowingly
“Well I want to wear my trousers and that blue top!” Mimi seethed
“I want never gets” her mother retorted, Mimi scowled. “Now come on, you’ll be late if we don’t set off now” her mother insisted. Ushering her from the – much to Mimi’s detest – pink princess bedroom and out of the front door.

They got to the party in good time and Mimi left her mother’s side quickly. She walked out onto the dance floor nervously; she didn’t quite feel part of the crowd. “You okay?” a reproachful voice asked. She turned to see Sora in a little green party dress and longed to not be in pink
“Yeah, I guess…” Mimi muttered, shuffling her feet and looking down
“Your dress is nice” Sora complimented her with a smile
“I like yours better” Mimi replied, looking up and smiling back.
“Pink is your colour” Sora told her, moving closer so they could talk properly above the loud pop music
“I don’t think so” Mimi replied, sarcastically before both started to laugh.

Slowly another person appeared in the corner of Mimi’s eye and she spotted him. It was just a random little kid with blonde locks and a sheepish smile “Hey” Sora chirped
“You look pretty, Mimi” he mumbled, flinching a little as he expected to be hit
“Th- Thank you” Mimi stammered, blushing
“Ooooh, you’re in love” Sora teased
“Shut up” Mimi giggled. Sora wandered off and the boy came closer and pecked her on the cheek before running away. That’s when Mimi knew pink was her lucky colour. She didn’t have to be afraid or hate it.

[Talmon]

Based on my life again

Matt swung his red Rounders bat around in his hand as he watched Sora eye up the stumps behind him, she had a good throw, even if she was a girl. She tensed her arm and unleashed the shot, Matt swung his bat, the thwack of metal against rubber resounded in his ears and he ran without once looking back as the ball soared through the air. The only problem was, Tai was on third base and that meant he was already charging, full pelt, after the ball and by the time Matt passed Izzy on first base the ball had stopped rolling. “Just four more” Matt mumbled to his little self, he was only young, as were his friends but they were already really good at Rounders, or so they thought.

“Isn’t that cute, how they all play together?” Izzy’s Mum asked. Sora’s mum nodded and smiled as she sipped at her coffee
“Are we sure it’s okay to just have one parents out there, after all, Mr. Ishida isn’t always observant” she asked, tentatively watching as her daughter stood out there playing what she thought was a rough sport.
“Yeah, he’ll be fine” Izzy’s mum insisted.

Matt reached second base and passed his dad who was awaiting a throw from Tai, who had only just got the ball. It soared over Matt’s head as he ran to third base straight back to second and Matt grinned with delight, he was doing it! He passed third base and the ball was still behind him, on its way to third. Just one more base and then back to home and he was done. He sped up to his full speed, the court seemed so big but he had heard his dad telling the mum’s that it was very small, well not to him. The ball flew at the girl next door, she was a bit of a pansy but she could catch for sure. She leapt up and tried to catch the ball, it landed straight in her hands and Matt wasn’t at the base yet! Luckily for him, but not for her, she slipped as she hit the ground and missed tapping the base. He ran around her and skidded, across the grass, into home as the ball chased him as speedily as ever. As his bare knees scraped across the grass he prepared to cheer. He had made it. He fell into home base, just in time and lay back, panting. Sora walked over and helped him up but he could already hear his dad shouting, expecting it to be praise Matt stood up and looked at his dad but was shocked as his dad bent down to inspect his knee. Matt looked down and there was blood, a lot of it “Ouch” Matt said, realising that a stone had embedded itself into his knee
“Come inside and sit down” his dad insisted. Matt nodded as his dad picked him up and carried him, quickly, inside while the other kids followed to go get refreshments.

They went straight into the bathroom with a medical kit from which Matt’s dad withdrew some antiseptic cream “It’ll only sting a bit” he promised as he saw the look of apprehension on Matt’s face. “Just going to take out the stone” he told him, brushing the cute with a wipe and some elbow grease until he pulled away and a bloody stone sat in the wipe. Matt whimpered a little as he saw the blood coming from his knee “Alright, alright” his dad soothed
“It’s gross, why’s it bleeding?” Matt asked
“You’ve just cut yourself a little”
“Will it scar?” Matt fired the questions fast, too fast for his dad to answer
“errr” he began before wiping the knee with the cream and withdrawing a plaster. Matt didn’t seem to notice “Nope, it’ll be fine” he promised
“Okay” Matt chirped as the plaster was placed onto his knee. But it never did heal fully, he was always left with that small, three centimetres long white scar that reminded him that his dad could be annoying and trusting your friends was never easy.