A Young , Dark Haired Aiden Laid Across The Living Room Floor , Grabbing Crayon After Crayon And Tracing

A young , dark haired Aiden laid across the living room floor , grabbing crayon after crayon and tracing it roughly across the paper in front of him . He seemed to be drawing . . Something of a sort , but the look of excitement on his face was obvious , and he couldn’t wait to show his parents ! He liked drawing , a lot actually . It was fun seeing the colors blend together into something silly and weird , and he hoped they felt the same .

He stood up , proud for once . It’s been a while since he was proud . Well , of course he was still young and has yet to be more accomplished of whatever he puts his mind too ! . .

But sometimes , looks feel different . It could be the same facial expression played out over and over and still represent something entirely new , depending on who you were . It wasn’t rare for him to look that way , but it wasn’t common . He quickly ran , occasionally tripping over his socks on his way to the kitchen with his dad on what seems to be an important phone call , not unusual to see .

‘ Hm ? Oh yes , hold on . What is it Aiden ? ‘

Aiden had tugged slightly on the edge of his father , Daniel’s , pants . He stared down at his son , confused for a second till he put up the brightly colored . . Cat ? Unicorn ? He couldn’t really tell . . But he saw how excited Aiden was by the messy picture , it was obvious from that beaming look in his eyes . “ . . Lion ! “

Oh . A lion ? He was close to guessing right , as it was just one big cat ; the overuse of bright colors confused his brain for a second . He thought for a moment , remembering of the nature documentary Jessica had put on once . Aiden liked the lions . But Daniel paid barley a mind to it , he was too busy .

‘ Oh , that’s uhm, good job Aiden ! Show your mom okay ? I’m a bit busy right now . ‘

With the ruffle of his hair , Aiden was sent away to find wherever his mother was and show her his new masterpiece ! He knew that his father was busy . He always was . But he still paid attention , and complimented on his work , even if he didn’t see it . He liked the affirmation of it . Giddy , he quickly found his mother in her room , calling someone as well . Who were they calling so much ? The thought had quickly left his mind , running to her side and doing the same movement as before , tugging at her pale - purple looking dress . It didn’t look that good on her in his eyes . Maybe red instead . He liked red .

‘ So — what ? Okay hold on for a second . What do you need ? ‘

She glared at her son , annoyed by the sudden interruption . The glare didn’t feel like a complete one though . . if that makes any sense . It wasn’t “ My gosh , can you leave me alone ? “ , more like a . . “ I’m busy , what is it now huh ? “

But , those two may have just been the same to Aiden , just different wording used to lessen whatever pain he might feel if it was what he thought it to be . Despite being completely full of excitement and persistence earlier , he pulled up the paper in front of her , shyly . The glare . The glare was still there went he felt the paper leave his fingers . He didn’t look up to tell if it was , he could just feel it piercing through him . He just didn’t know what it portrayed .

He heard a sigh . ‘ What is this ? ‘ He felt afraid to utter anything . Why ? She’s your mother Aiden , you’re not supposed to feel that way . Maybe it’ll leave after he speaks .

“ . . L . . Lion . “ .

Aiden felt a part of him break that day when the sound of crumbling paper hit his ears , ringing . He felt a hand grace his face and lift it up , now facing his mother , more calm seeming .

“ Aiden , look at me . Don’t . . Waste your time doing stuff like that , you don’t need it . Here . “ She held out what seemed to be another piece of paper , decorated way more neat compared to what he had created earlier , with bold letters staining the top .

“ I signed you up for a piano recital a few days ago . Your good at that aren’t you ? I used to play piano a lot when I was your age but gave up too fast , so I know you’ll be better . “ Aiden stared towards the ground . That’s all he was able to do . He didn’t like piano . He didn’t like that , he didn’t like violin , he didn’t like all the quick timed puzzles they sat in front of him , he didn’t like it . It wasn’t fun . He likes puzzles in itself , but he didn’t want to feel like he had to obey to do them . Like it was a force he couldn’t resist . That’s how forces are right ? You can try to push against them but in the end they’ll always have the upper hand . You can beg , plead , cry , shout , it’s the same in the end .

That’s how it was supposed to be , right ?

“ I’m sure you wont disappoint me . Will you ? “

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“ No . “

“ I hope . Hah ! Now , carry along and get some practice in . Stick to that , okay ? “

“ . . Yes “

“ Yes , what ? “

“ . . Yes , mother . “

“ Good . “ Aiden turned towards the door , holding back anything he had urged himself to say , mutter , cry , or even shout . He doesn’t want to defy her , he can’t .

“ Aiden ? “

He didn’t turn his back .

“ I love you . “

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“ Love you too . “

PART 2 COMJNG SOON I PRKMSIE !!!!! ITLL BE HAPPIER AND SHORTER maybe IDK HOPE U LIKED THIS TEE HEE GIGGLES I just popped my toes so good rn why am I saying this

okay working on it RN !!!!!

I called it a war with my feet kicking in the air and o say no regrets were made 😹😹☝️☝️

one thing that i love about this fandom is that the whole "Fanfic war" thing wasnt even a real war, like, we weren't fighting

just encouraging one another to write by jokingly challenging them

idk i loved it so cute and silly

‘ Tick

Tick

Tick ‘

The light sound of ticking from the clock could be heard from Aiden’s bed , which Aiden has been laying on for the past 40 minutes , or so . His parents had gotten him it quite a while ago . He wasn’t sure why , because he knew he wouldn’t be able to figure it out or have enough focus to remember , but it was something along the lines of “ Not having to use a phone or digital clock when it’s around . “ ‘ Tick

Tick

Tick ‘

He didn’t like that clock . It felt loud , felt repulsive and it bothered him so . Yes , it felt loud , he could feel it . Each time it ticked it felt like it slowly crept into his ears like a bug and started chewing at his brain .

. What time was it ?

He couldn’t remember . Maybe he should , it seems like something he should know of but he doesn’t . Not right now . .

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Aiden didn’t really feel loved . Wow ! That was random , gotta be all edgy don’t we . .

Well , it was true . But of course he’s wrong , he has to be . His parents were there , sometimes , and showered him with gifts whenever they came back from traveling for work . .

Annoying . It’s all so irritating . His parents love him , he’ll keep telling himself that to make sure it sounds true enough to believe , even if the truth may hurt more then the lies .

. . Lies ? No no , there weren’t any lies . They never said anything to lie , did they ? He couldn’t remember . Hungry . He was hungry . or bored ? One of the two fit .

Maybe he’s lying to himself just as much as he believed they were . But he wasn’t , he was sure his friends cared for him . I thought this was about his parents ? He’s sure it was , that’s what got him thinking more in the first place , since around 2 : 33 pm . .

It was 2 : 33 . Was it ? Maybe it’s a minute before , maybe after but he couldn’t check the clock if he wanted .

‘ Tick ‘

He wanted to die . No , no he didn’t . Maybe . He hadn’t put much thought into that in a while . Maybe he does , or he’s sure he just doesn’t care if he dies or not . Risk is fun . The risk or the thrill ? The risk is what gives him the thrill . What does he like more ? Hm .

Parents , family , yada yada . He wished they had bothered to call him back once , just once anytime they were away to check in on him , make sure he’s fine . He’s always fine , he’ll always be fine , what ELSE is there to be ? Not sad , he can’t be that it would worry everyone . Would it ? He wished his parents worried more . Called more , appreciated him more , cared about him more he doesn’t care if they love him or not anymore all he wanted was they’re stupid attention , not coming back every few months with a ton of pricey , dumb gifts to make up for lost time . Lost time they barley bother to recover because it’s all just gifts he never asked , never wanted once , and yet he never bothered to speak up about it . He felt tired . Hungry ? Bored ? He went over this already .

They loved him , but he has a feeling they at least love him for being a family member more then their son .

But he can’t help but wonder what they truly cared most for . Himself , or the fortune that was brought upon them .

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. Caring . They were caring , his friends were so caring to him . He brang them up again . How many times has he did that ?

2 ?

It was 2 : 33 . No , he’s wrong , several minutes passed already . Several hours ? No , it’s still light out . He feels cold . Deathly cold . But the fans not on . Is it ? He doesn’t want to turn his head to check , he’s tired . He feels too under - stimulated . He wants to move , draw , run , jump , dance , but he can’t . He wants to . Will he ? He doesn’t care right now . Care ? If he asked that to anyone , everyone , how many answers will he receive . . Or how many will differ from the rest . Everyone has different feelings , different reactions , different expectations towards whatever . What would his friends say ? His parents ?

‘ tick ‘

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What time was it again ?

this is how their next interaction is gonna be trust

honestly about the new fastpass , Chase did go a little extreme . Yes he’s mad yada yada but he still shouldn’t have said the really maybe a little too silly stuff like that . Same with buddy , he shouldn’t have done what he did too , even if it was out of blind rage . Both suck , both need to kiss and make up , both need chocolate bars :3

just know when you come on here and you see the battlefield of fanfic creators , just know , and remember I started it . I started it ALL . ME ! MEEEEE !!!!