Title:           [FS] Just a tiny problem
Author:          ChurchClothes
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First Edit:      Sunday 24th of July 2016 04:27:55 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Sunday 24th of July 2016 04:27:55 PM CDT

>Be, Child Anonymous.
>You really hate winter.
>You're freezing to death out in the unholy snow.
>The puny jacket you had did little in terms of insulation.
>Hands are shoved as far as they can go in your pockets.
>Even still the cold seeps in between the cracks.
>Ears are red and throbbing.
>Just want to be home.
>You're shivering so hard, your teeth are chattering on their own.
>There it is now!
>Speed up when you see it.
>Run up and see nobody inside.
>It's also locked.
>No problem, your parents were frequently coming home late, so they gave you a key.
>Didn't get to use it much, but it felt good when you did.
>Pull out the shiny metallic object.
>Still shaking horribly.
>As you put it in you involuntary jerk your hand and drop it.
>Watch in horror as it bounces a few times before going into a crack in step.
>All your attempts to get it out are desperate and in vain.
>It's lost.
>Try all the other entrances, they're all locked too.
>Could've probably called mom or dad, but the phone was inside...
>Neighbors all gone, or not responding.
>Been warned multiple time about going beyond the block.
>Can't even think about doing it, you're freezing.
>Start banging.
>It does absolutely nothing except exhaust you.
>Curl into a ball to keep warm.
>Start crying just outside the door.
>Just to think the only thing keeping you is a piece of wood.
>Not even, just a piece of metal stuck in the ground now.
>Suddenly the wind starts picking up.
>Your tears bite you after starting to solidify on your face.
>It only makes you cry harder.
>Heard someone gasp.
>Can't really tell, your ears are starting to have trouble picking it up.
>"A-are you alright?"
>Look up and see her.
>A pink haired girl.
"I-i-i-i-"
>"Oh my goodness, you're freezing! Here."
>She wraps her scarf around you.
>It's still warm.
>Next she pulls you close.
>Being close to the source of the heat negated any and all the effects the cold had.
>Now you're just left crying.
>She shushes you.
>"There there, it's fine now, what are you doing out here anyways?"
>Tell her exactly what happened.
>"You poor thing. D-do you know the number?"
>She reveals her cellphone.
>It's case is entirely covered in bunnies.
>Shake your head.
>No way are you gonna remember something like that.
>Start sniffling again.
>She bites her nails and looks around.
>"Well... You can't just stay here."
>You're almost dragged up with her waist as she stands.
>"I'm sorry!"
>Remain attached to her leg.
>Hold onto it for dear life.
>"Um, would you like to come stay with me until we can get you back to them?"
>Nod.
>"Okay..."
>She takes your hand.
>Despite the distance, you still feel comfortable.
>Her hand is soft, yet firm.
>It makes you feel safe at least.
>She takes you to a little house in woods.
>You're never seen this part of town.
>It doesn't even look like it's part of it.
>Gets inside without any difficulty.
>You wait for her to tell you it's okay to enter.
>You trusted her, but are still a little nervous.
>She closes the door and offers you a seat on a couch.
>It's already warm, but it's pushed even further when she starts the fireplace.
>Finally realized you still have your backpack.
>"Set it where ever you like."
>You do so.
>She starts taking off her coat.
>Just sit, unsure of what to do.
>"Um, I'm sorry but I never got your name."
"A-Anon."
>"Anon? That's a wonderful name."
>Embarrassment ensued.
>"So Anon. I was just about to start on some hot coco. I was wondering if you would like some as well."
"Y-yes please."
>She smiles at you.
>Hear her hum as she leaves you.
>Take the moment to look around.
>Bird cages hang from the ceiling.
>All kinds of passages around for...
>Mice?
>Whatever, it's cool.
>Hear a little thumping against the floor.
>It's a fuzzy little rabbit.
>He sniffs you.
>You reach down and try to pet him.
>Bad idea.
>The little hair ball bites your finger.
>Yelp and instantly recoil.
>Take a quick glance at it.
>He just barely broke your skin, but that doesn't make it any less painful.
>Feel the tears starting to come out.
>Look straight at it.
>He just crosses his arms and turns his head.
>See the blood start coming out.
>Manage to hold back from crying, but end up heaving anyway.
>Immediately she comes back.
>"What happened, I heard you-"
>Notices you holding your hand and crying, then the smug bunny.
>Her head then turns quickly to him.
>"Angel, go back to bed this instant!"
>He does so, reluctantly.
>She tells you to show you and so you do.
>Then you get told to wait.
>She comes back with a few things.
>The white bottle immediately gets you nervous.
>She sees this.
>"It'll only sting for a second."
>She smiles at you.
>"I promise."
>Trusting in her, you offer your finger.
>Feel something soft and gentle wipe against it.
>Hear a liquid bubble.
>Close your eyes and prepare for the worst.
>"Are you ready?"
>Nod.
>Then the same softness is pressed against your cut.
>Whimper, but remain still.
>She shushes you.
>It-
>It doesn't hurt anymore...
>"See? It wasn't so bad."
>Open your eyes.
>She's still smiling.
>Lastly, she peels back a bandaid and wraps it around the tender flesh.
>It doesn't feel complete though.
>You rub the sticky elastic.
>"Is something wrong?"
>Seems like she knows exactly what you're thinking.
"It's just- She always kisses it after..."
>She nods and pulls it up.
>Receive a little smooch on the tip.
>"Is that better?"
>Nod.
>It really was.
>You smile as you set your hands in your lap.
>"Well if you need anything else, I'll be right over here."
>You nod.
>"Oh, don't be afraid to look around, but only if you want to..."
>You nod once more, before she leaves you, glancing back a few times as she does.
>With her permission, you get up and slowly walk around, making sure not to touch anything.
>You find some books.
>They're the kind that have nothing but words.
>Although, the art on covers is pretty cool.
>One of them looks really interesting too.
>"You can read it if you'd like."
>You jump slightly as she surprises you.
>She giggles at your little spasm.
>Eventually you get over the embarrassing moment, after only 5 minutes.
"I was just looking."
>"Really? You've been staring at that one for  10 minutes..."
>You don't reply.
>A little clattering is heard for just a second.
>Finally deciding to look back, you seen a see two steaming mugs along with a kettle.
>"Well, do you want marshmallows?"
>You instantly forget about the embarrassment that just look place and confirm, enthusiastically.
>She motions you back to the couch.
>You get there before she does, the book still in your hands, though you've forgotten about it.
>Once more, you sit expectantly with your hands clutching the book on your lap.
>She drops something from a bag into one of the cups and hands it to you.
"Thank you."
>"Oh you're very welcome Anon."
>She says as she sits next to you.
>You don't have to be told to drink.
>Bringing the cup to your lips, you-
>"Wait!"
>You freeze in fear and surprise.
>What did you do?
>Were you in trouble?
>You turn to her.
>When she saw the hurt look on your face she instantly regretted being so sudden.
>Her instincts could be a little out of line, but for good reason.
>"Um, you should wait for it to cool down a little before you drink."
>She still felt bad.
>You calmed down when she said that though, knowing she wasn't angry.
>And when she saw your face return to normal, so did she.
"Okay."
>You were disappointed though.
>She saw that too.
>"Here, let me."
>She scooted closer to you, pulling your hands up.
>You weren't sure what she was doing.
>She pouted her lips and blew gently, sending ripples through the milky liquid.
>Some of her breath hit your face, but it wasn't unpleasant at all.
>After a few more, she felt the side, then smiled as she let go.
>Despite this, you still look at her unsure.
>"Go ahead."
>With her permission, you slowly brought the mug to your lips.
>Your eyes widen.
>It was amazing!
>You couldn't stop yourself from trying to chug it all at once.
>"P-please slow down, you'll get a tummy ache."
>Her words hit you instantly.
>You think for just a second, and do so gladly.
>She smiles once before sipping on her own.
>It was so creamy, so-
>Perfect.
>You make it through half of it when she mentions the book still in your lap.
>As you turn to retort, she breaks out giggling.
>You stare confused, until you feel a little moisture on your lip.
>There was a big ol chocolate mustache, still dripping.
>You blushed at her continued laughter and quickly wiped it from your maw.
>Afterwards she apologizes right before asking about it.
>You're not sure how to respond.
>In all honesty, you really did want to see what it was about.
>Of course you weren't exactly the best reader.
>Who knows how long it would take you to get past the first page alone.
"I dunno..."
>The conflicted look on your face instantly popped out to her.
>It was obvious you wanted to, but why you were hesitant she had to put together herself.
>Eventually, she decided it was best if she compromised.
>"Would you feel better I read it with you?"
>You wait a moment to actually consider it.
>Then you nod reluctantly.
>She briefly wondered if what she was about to do was inappropriate.
>But when she saw the look on your face, she forgot about it entirely and scooted over to you.
>"What if I read first and then you tell me when you're ready?"
>That sounded much better.
>So you nodded.
>She smiled and politely asked for the book.
>You gave it to her and immediately realized something.
>Despite the fire, you were still cold.
>Not unbearable, but uncomfortable.
>And definitely not enough to be noticed.
>You look at her.
>She turns to you smiling.
>You can't hold one back either.
>You hope it's not too much to ask.
"Um excuse me Miss?"
>"Yes? Is something wrong?"
>You shuffle.
"It's- it's still a little cold in here."