TM #223 - "I swear I didn't put those..."

[nerdherdchuck]

"I swear I didn't put those Easter baskets in the kids' bedrooms," I remember my mother saying to my Dad.

This was Easter morning when I was eight years old. My mother had spied me with a ring of milk chocolate around my lips.

"Chuck sweetie?" she began.

"Mmm?" I answered, still with a bite of chocolate bunny in my mouth.

"Did you wake up early and get your Easter basket?"

I first tried to shake my head, but she shot me a look that basically said, "I know you did." So I nodded sadly.

"How did you find it?" she asked.

"Well," I began, feeling guilty, "Last year you hid our baskets in the towel closet. And the year before that, you hid them in the kitchen cupboards. So...um...Ellie and I looked in the towel closet and then in the kitchen cupboards. And then we found them. And you and Dad were still asleep and we uh...well, helped ourselves."

"Your sister found her basket too?" my mother asked. I could tell by what she said that she already knew, but I think she wanted me to confess this fact.

I nodded and my Dad went into Ellie's room.

My mother shook her head. "Chuck, you and Ellie were supposed to wait for us to wake up before you got your baskets. I'm very disappointed in you."

I bowed my head.

"Hand over your basket," my mom commanded, holding her right hand out.

I timidly handed the basket over. Most of the candy was still in it, but the chocolate bunny was currently headless.

"You and Ellie won't get any candy for the rest of the day."

I sighed.

"Now c'mon," she said, motioning for me to follow. "Let's get you cleaned up."

And as I stood in the bathroom while my mother washed the chocolate off my face, I heard Ellie scream, "You tattled, Chuck!" and growl before storming off in a huff.

Despite getting caught, it still was a good Easter though. Ellie, my Dad, my mother and I went out for dinner at nice restaurant. My Dad wasn't around much, so it was great for the four of us to be together.


Sadly, this isn't possible anymore...

Muse: Chuck Bartowski
Fandom: Chuck
Word Count: 370

Comments

[nerdherdchuck.livejournal.com]

*looks at Hiro and notices his sad expression*

It wasn't meant to be a downer of a story, but...I guess it did sorta end on a sad note...

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

I miss my parents. Even though my mother died when I was young, I still miss her.

[nerdherdchuck.livejournal.com]

*nods sadly* That's completely understandable.

I'm sure you wish you could have gotten to know her better.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

*Hiro nods.* I can't really remember what she looked like, even with the family photos. Most of them are posed, which really does not show the true face of the person. I remember her voice mostly. She would sing songs to us.

[nerdherdchuck.livejournal.com]

Like lullabies or would she like to sing a little of everything?

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Mainly lullabies, but other things, too. She had a beautiful voice. I did not inherit it.

[nerdherdchuck.livejournal.com]

*smiles* Sounds like a nice memory to have of her though.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

*Hiro nods.* I always thought she was so pretty, but I am not sure if that's because I saw she was or if it was because she was my mother and all mothers are beautiful to their children.

[nerdherdchuck.livejournal.com]

Maybe a bit of both?

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Probably. The pictures make her look beautiful, but they are very formal. Most formal pictures make everyone look good, if not a little severe.

[nerdherdchuck.livejournal.com]

I suppose they do make everyone look good. But what do yo mean by severe?

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Oh, you have not seen Japanese formal pictures. No one smiles, not even the babies.

[nerdherdchuck.livejournal.com]

No smiling? That seems kinda strange to me. But, I mean, in most pictures here, they want you to smile.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

I do not know why they are always so serious. Smiling and laughing are for family pictures.

[nerdherdchuck.livejournal.com]

*nods* I think so too.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

The picture of my family when I was a baby looks almost like we are all mannequins.

[nerdherdchuck.livejournal.com]

Weird...

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Especially me. I look like a little stuffed doll.

[nerdherdchuck.livejournal.com]

Like you did when you were turned into a plushie? *attempts not to grin*

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

Almost exactly like that. Except I did not have a sword.

[nerdherdchuck.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't think so.

But yeah...that was kinda weird when that happened.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

When I was a plushie, I wasn't hungry or anything. It was so strange.

[nerdherdchuck.livejournal.com]

Cuz you always stuffed. *grins, then adds* Okay, okay...lame joke, I know.

[powered-otaku.livejournal.com]

*Hiro rolls his eyes.* Baaaaaaad.

[nerdherdchuck.livejournal.com]

Okay, it wouldn't have made the joke any better but I did forget the word 'were' in there.

And, I know, I know...really bad joke.