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"Being Green" by natalia_ivanovna
The work day was exhausting but productive. I got a lot done. I even dug up some Limited Edition Plushies by following a mysterious trail from a specialty plushie shop that took me to an underground plushie haven.
Back home, Natalia and I sit next to the fireplace, sipping tea.
I remember the day I first met my new mom.
I was scared and shivering in the pound. Alone. I didn’t talk to anyone and everything was a blur for a long time. I couldn’t see clearly. They were just big blobs who came close and then went far away again.
Then there she was. A short, thin woman with blue hair, with wide eyes and a big smile that seemed to light up the cold four walls as though the ceiling had burst and the rays of sunshine that I almost never saw had come pouring through.
She was looking at me as though expecting something magical to happen. I didn’t know what to do so I just sat there, my eyes blurry, waiting for her to nod and go on to the next room.
She didn’t.
She nodded to a Pink Uni next to her and they both walked away. My heart thudded. The air felt thick around me. I wanted to bang on the walls, on the steel bars, on the floor, and beg the pretty lady to come back.
I slumped onto the floor on the side of my four walls. For once, I was happy not to be able to see clearly. The floor was all I needed to see now.
But then, after about twenty minutes, I heard the faint telltale sounds of footsteps. They grew closer.
The door swung open.
It was her: the lady from before. The Pink Uni was smiling and so was she. The lady knelt onto the floor and opened her arms.
For a moment, I couldn’t move. It felt like my paws had melded into the cold floor. Then, like an electricity jolt, my body sped forward. She scooped me up and twirled me around, like a scene out of a movie. Then she fished out a little object from her pocket. It had two circles and a thin line connected them. She put them on my face.
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I turn around and look at her through my glasses, trying to read her expression. Happy, I decide. She’s happy.
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