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 Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 6:57 pm
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 7:01 pm
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2011 7:06 pm
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Posted: Sat May 28, 2011 4:58 am
Stagely Visit #1 - A New Friend
Melody was a bit confused. She didn’t see the point of already being back at the labs. It seemed to her that she had just gone home with Vilyum, her new daddy, but they already wanted to have her back for “observations” as they put it. She wasn’t even sure what that word meant. All she knew now was that daddy had dropped her off and she was all alone for a while. Daddy was gone, Livi, was gone, and so was Aury. At least she had Raspberry and Blueberry Fluff.
She walked down the hall, her two fuzzykin flying circles over her head. She paid no mind to the various doors she passed; she was intent on the double doors at the end of the hall. She was pretty sure it led outside. If she was to be stuck here for a while, she would be stuck outside in the grass.
The double door opened easily as she pushed against it and the bright light beckoned for her. With a skip, she went through the doors and hurried over to the grass. She quickly kicked off her shoes to feel her toes in the grass. Hopefully, she wouldn’t lose this pair. She didn’t care for shoes; they were so confining. Unfortunately, Vilyum insisted that she go out in them and she had a tendency to misplace them. She never lost them on purpose; she just took them off and forgot.
Free of the confines of her shoes, she plopped down into a seated position. Holding both hands out, Raspberry landed on her right palm, Blueberry on her left. She pulled them in close and rubbed her face against them. They were so soft and fluffy; it made her giggle and they both made cooing sounds. A wide grin on her face, she laid down on the grass. Her arms waving semi circles through the air, the two fuzzykin flew loops around and through them.
Melody loved her two balls of fluff. They were her constant companions even before she had been adopted, always fluttering about her. They couldn’t speak, but in general, she could understand the many sounds they made. Nothing complex, but purrs of joy, whiney chitters of hunger, the basics she knew. It didn’t hurt that she generally spent more time giving them attention than the various people she has met.
With a sigh, she rolled over onto her stomach and looked about. Nothing nearby really piqued her interest. She reached into the front pocket of her shorts and pulled out a plastic baggie. Inside that baggie lay a delicious treat; it was a bag of cashews! She loved nuts. She pulled out a handful, closed the bag, and put the rest in her pocket.
Blueberry started chittering excitedly, she of course couldn’t tell exactly what was being said, but it did make Melody look in its direction. Blueberry had floated towards a nearby tree and just below the little ball of fluff was a squirrel, who hearing the chitter emanating from just overhead, decided to bolt up the tree. Melody’s interest had been piqued and she knew squirrels liked nuts; she would have to offer it one.
She pushed herself up into a seated position and stood up. With a stretch of her arms, over her head, she wandered to the base of the tree. She wasn’t much of a climber, but she had a secret weapon in her arsenal; she was just glad she wore loose clothing. She opened her mouth and inhaled deeply. As she inhaled, she body seemed to puff up. To an observer, it would look quite odd. It was like her skin was really a balloon that had just been wrapped over her frame and now it had been inflated.
Her body, now fully inflated, hovered along the ground, her feet barely making contact with the grass. With a few flaps of her wings, she quickly ascended into the lowest tree branches. Unfortunately, the squirrel, aware of what had just happened, though probably a bit confused, ran into a hole in the tree trunk.
She couldn’t help but be a bit disappointed; she had thought she might make a new friend, but instead the friend had fled. Deflating, she plopped down on a branch in front of the hole. Balancing on the branch, she peered inside; she could just make out the shape of the squirrel. Melody dug into her pocket and pulled out the baggy of cashews. She then pulled a few out and placed the bag back in her pocket.
Melody set one down in front of the hole and waited to see if it would come out. She bent down and stared, waiting and waiting. Then, suddenly, Raspberry Fluff swooped past and grabbed the cashew in its mouth. “Hey,” she complained to the ball of fluff, “That was for the squirrel!”
Raspberry flew back and, with a squeak and a grin, seemed to be gloating. “Very funny Raspberry, but that cashew was for the squirrel, you can have one, but that was the squirrels. Want another and how about you Blueberry? Where is Blueberry?”
At mention of his name, Blueberry flew into view, and then towards Melody’s pocket, rubbing up against the bag.
“Ok,” she stated in reply to the unspoken demand. She once again pulled out the baggy, and left it open, on a nearby branch. The two balls of fluff gorged on nuts as she tried to lure the squirrel out again.
It took some time, but without anyone to steal the bait, the squirrel slowly made its way out. She had to fight to suppress the giggle; she didn’t want to startle it. Melody bent her fingers in a wave as the squirrel bent down and started nibbling on the nut. “Hello little squirrel,” she whispered as she set another nut down, this one closer to her.
The little squirrel finished the cashew, then sniffing in the air, it wandered to the next nut. As it nibbled, Melody reached out her hand to pet it. The squirrel, at first, stiffened, probably at least a little afraid, but soon, it came closer, and rubbed up against her leg. She enjoyed petting it, it was fluffy just like her two pets!
Suddenly though, she heard Vilyum calling, “Melody, it’s time to go.”
Aww, she thought, well at least I made a new friend. She picked up the squirrel and said “Goodbye, I will see you again some time!” She then set it next to the hole. After waving, she partially inflated and floated down to the ground. “Coming daddy!”
“Where did your shoes go?”
Having forgotten where she had taken them off, she replied as she ran, “I dunno.”
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2011 4:18 am
Vilyum’s Log - Monthly Post
It had been a rather hectic month. Unfortunately I haven’t been able to take Melody out as often as I would like. Taking them all out can be a bit hard to plan out and it isn’t always easy finding a sitter.
She seems to get along with all her new siblings, though she isn’t the most social. It’s not that she is a recluse or anything; she just is often in her own little world with her two fuzzykin pets. Being off in her head isn’t a bad trait or anything; she just doesn’t interact with others as much as she otherwise might. Overall though, she is very sweet and a very positive child. The only bad thing I could say about her, and it is a minor thing, is since her arrival I have found myself spending a significantly larger amount on shoes. She likes going barefoot, but that isn’t always an option, and when she does take her shoes off her shirt, like when we are at a park, she has a tendency to lose them.
When her and Olivia just arrived, I took the both of them and Áróra to the park. They met a boy by the name of Lore. He appeared to be an odd cross between a hydra and a wolf man, well wolf boy. She was pleasant towards him, but her greatest interest in the meeting was the small fuzzykin he had. It appeared similar to her two; though I don’t think it could fly.
A short time later, we were on a walk and we stepped into an old occult shop. We ran into a friend of Áróra’s but while Melody did great the girl, she seemed more interested in other things. I did pick her up a little trinket there, which she liked. It was a silver anklet, she seems to like wearing it and it is loose enough not to interfere with her flying.
Not too long ago, I took her back to the Mixers Lab for observation. She didn’t really want to go back, but she did seem to enjoy herself. The whole drive back home she was talking about a squirrel she met. She does love small fuzzy creatures.
Just a few days ago, there was an addition to the family, a new older sister, Luska. Currently Luska is a bit withdrawn and since Melody is often in her own little world, they haven’t interacted all that much, yet. Hopefully they will change soon. Maybe when Áróra gets a little older, she can start babysitting some or be left alone, so that it will be easier to take them out alone or in smaller groups. I would really like Melody to make some more friends.
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 4:42 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2011 4:45 am
Reserved for babysitting PD while new younger siblings are picked up.
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