Post by Scout Kane on Mar 6, 2024 16:06:54 GMT -5
[FLASHBACK early 800's]
The world looked very different through only one eye. Scout kept her right eye shut, her hands clasping the covers on top of her, as she looked around her room. She couldn't really see depth well like this, and it made the little girl giggle. Her toys and the chair in the corner of the room seemed to come closer the longer she looked at them. Eventually she opened her right eye, making her capable of seeing how far the chair was from her bed. The blonde crawled out of bed and skipped over to the chair, taking the dress that her mother had placed on it and putting it on. She gently folded her pyjamas and placed them on the chair instead.
Her little hands held firmly onto the railing of the staircase, the steps still a little big for her. Normally, her mother would wake and dress her, but Scout had woken up earlier than Irma was used to. That's why the girl had decided to dress herself and head downstairs to look for a maid. Kane Manor was very big to a girl her size, but she knew where she would be able to find someone to assist her with her mission: making breakfast for mom and dad.
The sun shone through the windows in the kitchen, illuminating the cupboards and the speckles of dust in the air. Harper, the maid, was dusting the places, which made for quite a show. Scout stood still in the doorway and admired the dancing particles of dust. It was only when Harper turned around and exclaimed in surprise that Scout looked over to the maid.
"Little lady Kane! You're up awfully early."
The toddler giggled and made her way over to Harper, who poured the girl a glass of milk. She picked Scout up and placed her in a chair, giving her the milk before turning around to gather ingredients for pancakes.
"I wanna help!" she whined, making grabby hands at Harper to be picked up again. "I want to make Mommy and Daddy breakfast and bring it to them."
Harper picked up Scout again and pinched her cheek. "That's very sweet of you, Scout. Let us make them some pancakes, then."
The young woman and the little girl then made pancakes together, although it would be more accurate to say that Harper made pancakes and cleaned up after Scout, who had dropped a cup of flour on the ground and had spilled milk while trying to pour it in the bowl. But after a little less than half an hour, they had created a pile of steaming pancakes.
Scout ran to the hallway and crawled up the stairs until she was halfway upstairs before she would sit still and listen. She could hear movement upstairs, which caused her to get up on her feet and run back to the kitchen.
"They're awake!" she yelled.
Harper laughed and took Scout by the hand, using the other one to carry a tray with plates, glasses and the pancakes. "Okay, okay. Let's surprise your parents, then."
Finally, Scout thought. Harper had told her to wait until she could hear her parents moving before she was allowed to go upstairs to their room.
The duo headed up to the bedroom and Scout's little fist knocked eagerly on the door.
"Scout?" her mother asked from behind the door, obviously a little surprised to hear her daughter knocking on the door this early.
Irma opened the door and blinked in surprise, before a smile spread on her face. "Oh, little darling!" she said, picking up Scout and embracing her. She kissed her daughter on the forehead and carried her inside, telling Harper to come on in.
Father, mother and daughter then spent time together trying to eat the pancakes in bed, but that proved to be more challenging than the toddler had expected. They had to move everything back downstairs and eat in the kitchen, which made Scout cry. Her entire surprised was ruined!
Her father's thumbs wiped away her tears before he placed his hands on her cheeks.
"It's okay, Scout. Sometimes life doesn't go the way you want it to, and you have to improvise and adapt. See, we're all together, eating your pancakes, and having a good time. It's about the company, not the location, sweetheart."
Scout sobbed one more time, but then wiped away her leftover tears and blew her nose. "Okay, Daddy..." she said, not really convinced by his speech. Many years later, she would take his advice to heart, but at that time, Scout had no idea how much she would miss her father's advice.
"Come on, eat your pancake. Once you're done, we'll go visit the horses."
The world looked very different through only one eye. Scout kept her right eye shut, her hands clasping the covers on top of her, as she looked around her room. She couldn't really see depth well like this, and it made the little girl giggle. Her toys and the chair in the corner of the room seemed to come closer the longer she looked at them. Eventually she opened her right eye, making her capable of seeing how far the chair was from her bed. The blonde crawled out of bed and skipped over to the chair, taking the dress that her mother had placed on it and putting it on. She gently folded her pyjamas and placed them on the chair instead.
Her little hands held firmly onto the railing of the staircase, the steps still a little big for her. Normally, her mother would wake and dress her, but Scout had woken up earlier than Irma was used to. That's why the girl had decided to dress herself and head downstairs to look for a maid. Kane Manor was very big to a girl her size, but she knew where she would be able to find someone to assist her with her mission: making breakfast for mom and dad.
The sun shone through the windows in the kitchen, illuminating the cupboards and the speckles of dust in the air. Harper, the maid, was dusting the places, which made for quite a show. Scout stood still in the doorway and admired the dancing particles of dust. It was only when Harper turned around and exclaimed in surprise that Scout looked over to the maid.
"Little lady Kane! You're up awfully early."
The toddler giggled and made her way over to Harper, who poured the girl a glass of milk. She picked Scout up and placed her in a chair, giving her the milk before turning around to gather ingredients for pancakes.
"I wanna help!" she whined, making grabby hands at Harper to be picked up again. "I want to make Mommy and Daddy breakfast and bring it to them."
Harper picked up Scout again and pinched her cheek. "That's very sweet of you, Scout. Let us make them some pancakes, then."
The young woman and the little girl then made pancakes together, although it would be more accurate to say that Harper made pancakes and cleaned up after Scout, who had dropped a cup of flour on the ground and had spilled milk while trying to pour it in the bowl. But after a little less than half an hour, they had created a pile of steaming pancakes.
Scout ran to the hallway and crawled up the stairs until she was halfway upstairs before she would sit still and listen. She could hear movement upstairs, which caused her to get up on her feet and run back to the kitchen.
"They're awake!" she yelled.
Harper laughed and took Scout by the hand, using the other one to carry a tray with plates, glasses and the pancakes. "Okay, okay. Let's surprise your parents, then."
Finally, Scout thought. Harper had told her to wait until she could hear her parents moving before she was allowed to go upstairs to their room.
The duo headed up to the bedroom and Scout's little fist knocked eagerly on the door.
"Scout?" her mother asked from behind the door, obviously a little surprised to hear her daughter knocking on the door this early.
Irma opened the door and blinked in surprise, before a smile spread on her face. "Oh, little darling!" she said, picking up Scout and embracing her. She kissed her daughter on the forehead and carried her inside, telling Harper to come on in.
Father, mother and daughter then spent time together trying to eat the pancakes in bed, but that proved to be more challenging than the toddler had expected. They had to move everything back downstairs and eat in the kitchen, which made Scout cry. Her entire surprised was ruined!
Her father's thumbs wiped away her tears before he placed his hands on her cheeks.
"It's okay, Scout. Sometimes life doesn't go the way you want it to, and you have to improvise and adapt. See, we're all together, eating your pancakes, and having a good time. It's about the company, not the location, sweetheart."
Scout sobbed one more time, but then wiped away her leftover tears and blew her nose. "Okay, Daddy..." she said, not really convinced by his speech. Many years later, she would take his advice to heart, but at that time, Scout had no idea how much she would miss her father's advice.
"Come on, eat your pancake. Once you're done, we'll go visit the horses."