This is my first time putting fanfiction on here, eheh. I have a fanfiction.net account, but thought I might as well put something here. <_< This story has my OC Ame in it :3 First time using an OC. The chapters are kind of short, but they get longer. I'll post a chapter every now and then. (:
The Calm Before The Storm
“A star’s goin’ out!”
“Another one..” Ame sighed, rolling over. All the stars seemed to be going out lately - almost every night. Every night a star would disappear, and the morning right after people would turn up, confused and afraid.
I wonder what it’s like..
She blew a few stray strands of blonde hair off her face, they kept tickling her nose. Resting her arm against her forehead, once again Ame tried to sleep.
“Do you know where we are?”
Descending the ladder down to the shop took more concentration than usual. Ame felt herself swaying as she came down each rung. When she felt her boots hit secure ground, she held her hand to her head, trying to balance herself. Maybe she didn’t sleep as long as she’d thought..
“I swear, if one more person strides in here and sets the place on fire, I’ll whack something.” Cid grumbled.
“Calm yourself, Dad.” Stretching her arms above her head, Ame looked up to see Cid walking through the door, scowling and grumbling as usual. “I have to listen to those synthesizing Moogles going ‘Kupo!’ all night. These walls are pretty thin for brick ones.” She rapped her knuckles against the wall.
Ame sighed, leaning against the counter. It wasn’t exactly easy when your only living space is the bottom floor of a cramped shop and the top floor of a makeshift Moogle workshop. Traverse Town was small, but still..
Then again, all the good houses were in the further districts .. and she didn’t really want to live there.
“You right there?”
Snapping out of her dreamy state, Ame smiled back at Cid.
“Just thinking. I’m gonna go for a walk, ‘kay?”
Ame made her way to the door, tracing the PUSH engraving before exiting. She nodded in acknowledgement to a bewildered-looking brunette boy her age who was entering.
“Don’t be thinking too much, or else your brain’ll turn to - GET OFF MY COUNTERS! Can I help you?”
A giggle that couldn’t help itself escaped her lips, and Ame began her walk.
There wasn’t far to walk in such a small town.. she practically knew every empty space in the Town, except the rooms past the doors that refused to open. Ame stared at the dark ebony door that stood across from the Accessory Shop wistfully before continuing on. She waved hello to a Moogle as she passed them - the Moogle floated about in front of the door to the synthesizing area, which was currently blocked off to civilians.
From what Ame could deduce, they were still in a testing process. She figured this from the various explosions that rocketed through her walls and made her bed rumble. Living above the Shop was helpful.. but.. annoying.
“Hmm,” she glanced at the blue safe she saw across from her. The powder blue object had sat there for as long as Ame could remember. Over the years, a few curious people had jumped over the small barrier and smacked at it, but to no effect. She herself had never tried it.. She glanced around.
Well, nothing else to do..
She strode forward, planting her hand on the hard surface, and swung herself over, eyes only on the safe.
“Oof!” Once more holding her hand to her head, Ame brushed a few blonde strands out of her face, and stared down the safe. Who put it here anyway? What was in it?
“Hmm..” she walked over and - not expecting much of a result - poked at it.
“Oh! Er. Um. Sorry..” Blinking, she backed away from the talking safe, and barely avoided tripping over something behind her which caught her foot - oh! A person!
Feeling fairly awkward, Ame took a step back, observing the resting boy. His head was cast downward, chin on chest. Silvery blue hair with a soft kind of spike to it barely brushed his shoulders, and he wore distinctive clothes - it looked like a kind of yellow tank top? His pants were baggy in places and tight in others, a deep shade of blue. Comparing this to her simple blue shirt and cargo shorts, Ame felt rather unfashionable.
“Hey.. you okay?”