Introducing...baby Demyx! xD

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

Uhm...

[This Demyx happens to be very small, and very confused looking.  He's waddling through the halls on his little feet, staring around at all of the strange people and rooms and furniture and...

[Well, this whole place is very overwhelming...so he's pretty much just whipping his head around at everything.  He's very lost, you see, and quite scared, despite his lack of tears...

[That is until he stops dead in the middle of a walk way, plops down on the ground, and starts full out bawling.]

MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

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[waterprincessix.livejournal.com]

[This grownup, female lookalike is still out exploring, having just arrived recently after all, humming to herself (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I0lv5llZaS8) until she spots the little guy. She quickly makes her way over and kneels down next to him.]

Hey there, what's the matter?

KATIE? xD

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

[He's still screaming for a while before noticing her arrival, hiccuping and staring up at her with watery eyes.]

M-mommy?

[A few more seconds of observation, and thennnn:]

You're not my mommy!

[More crying.]

[mini-melody.livejournal.com]

[Little Demyx, meet little Myde. He's not that much older than you are but he's going to try to come to the rescue anyway.]

Whatcha crying for? [He's going to crouch down and pat you on the head.]

Myde! :D

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

I not cwying...

[Says the sniffling young child who's wiping his eyes.

[He's going to flinch a little at the head pat, by the way.]

:D Who can resist throwing a chibi!Myde at a Baby!Demy?

[mini-melody.livejournal.com]

Okay, your not crying. But something's wrong, right? You can tell me. Maybe I can help.

AND YOUR ICONS ARE SO CUTE. D: Who is this, btw. Now I'm curious!

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

[He gives you a long, skeptical stare...but eventually, he'll manage to respond, however quiet it may sound.]

I want to go home...

Thanks I made them with bases. ^.^ And if you mean my non-rp username, it's x_mog.

[mini-melody.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know how you feel. I wanna go home too. But I dunno how to do that. [Now he's going to try hard not to think of his own mommy so he won't start crying too.] But it'll be okay. It's a little scary now but this place is really fun. There's all kinds of cool stuff. Even a room where you can fly!

I was wondering if I'd met you in chat. :o

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

Is...there a moosick room?

[Still sniffling while he says this. And now, he isn't talking about sick cows...he means music.]

Do you fink my mommy's here too?

Nah. I don't do chatrooms. lol Personal reasons.

[mini-melody.livejournal.com]

Uh huh. There's a music room around here somewhere. I saw it a few days ago.

I dunno if she is or not. But if she is I'm sure you'll find her. Until then you can stick with me if you want to. I'm looking for my mommy too.

Re: Nah. I don't do chatrooms. lol Personal reasons.

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

[He'll consider this for a moment...and then...]

O-otay...uhm...uhm...I'm...Demyx...

[A small smile.]

[mini-melody.livejournal.com]

[He smiles back.] I'm Myde.

[He gets back to his feet and holds out his hand.] C'mon. Let's see if we can find the music room, kay?

Hee yep ^_^

[waterprincessix.livejournal.com]

[Awww.]

I know I'm not your mommy but I'm new just like you are.

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

I not new, I lost!

[Cry, cry, cry.]

I wanna g-g-go h-h-h-home!

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

Otay...

[He'll now grab the hand of the boy who nearly looks like his twin, attempting a small smile.]

Uhm, I'm...five. Dis many.

[And then he'll hold out his hand, spreading his fingers apart.]

[waterprincessix.livejournal.com]

[fml how is she going to explain to this kid that he can't go home?]

So do I....

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

W-well...th-then...

[Aw, listen to that sniffle as he wipes his nose.]

C-can you help m-me?

[waterprincessix.livejournal.com]

[Demyx smiles and can't help but brush the little guy's hair out of his face.]

Sure. I can't promise we'll find a way out right away, but I'll help you look, okay?

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

[More sniffling and a weak nod.]

O-otay...

[waterprincessix.livejournal.com]

[She straightens up and holds a gloved hand out.]

So what's your name?

[Oh she knows but she's just trying to keep him from crying anymore.]

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

[Sniffly sniffle sniffle.]

My name is Demyx...my mommy calls me Demmy somtimes...

[waterprincessix.livejournal.com]

[she smiles.]

That's my name too, but you can call me Emmy if you want.

[Just to make things easier on the poor little guy's brain.]

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

Your name is Demyx too?!

[Obviously, this has come to a shock to him...and what's even worse....]

But you're a girl.

Oh that made me giggle XD

[waterprincessix.livejournal.com]

Well...yeah. Yeah I am.

[She figures he's too little to explain the whole alternate universe thing that Zexion explained to her the day she arrived, but he has to learn about it sometime....]

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

Demyx is a boys name!

[waterprincessix.livejournal.com]

Well, where I'm from it can be a girl's name too.

[She stops next to a room and peeks in.]

Oooh I think I found the music room, you want to look around?

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

[Joyful gasp time.]

Yes! Yes please!

[waterprincessix.livejournal.com]

[She giggles a little bit and leads him inside, where there's a few toy musical instruments scattered along the floor as well as some others. She picks up a guitar and sits in a chair, picking out a random tune in her head as she watches her little double play.]

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

[Demyx will stand there in the middle of the doorway for a while, glancing around the room for something that catches his eyes...and there it is.]

Stanley!

[He's bolting for a small ukulele in the back of the room, grabbing it and clutching to his chest.]

Emmy, look! Stanley's here!

[His ukulele back home...they look similar, the one he has now and the other...when he finds out they're not the same, expect major disappointment.]

[waterprincessix.livejournal.com]

[She can't bring herself to tell him it's not the same thing so she just smiles.]

That's great!

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

Stanley is my ukulele, see?!

[He's going to proudly hold out the tiny thing, pulling it back to his chest and giving it a fair squeeze before beginning to strum on it gently, giggling happily.]

[waterprincessix.livejournal.com]

[She can't help but giggle as well and plays along with whatever he's playing.]

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

[For a five year old, it's pretty impressive that he can play the ukulele so well...but what could you expect?]

Emmy, you're playing a BIG Stanley! Stanley's daddy!

[waterprincessix.livejournal.com]

Yeah I am, huh?

[She laughs and continues playing along with him.]

[mini-melody.livejournal.com]

I'm seven. [He holds up two of his fingers alongside Demyx's five to show him.] That's only two more years than you.

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

Well das not a lot at all...

[mini-melody.livejournal.com]

Yep. So we can be friends, right?

I caught you a nice bass.

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

Yes, and his gwampa is over der!

[Pointing to quite the large bass in the corner.]

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

Uhm...uhm...yes...we can be fwiends.

[waterprincessix.livejournal.com]

Yep, he sure is!

[She'll just keep playing random things until he starts getting sleepy.]

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

[Speaking of which, tha's one powerul yawn.]

[waterprincessix.livejournal.com]

[She smiles and sets the guitar aside.]

You want to stay with me? you can bring Stanley with you if you want to.

[half-rest.livejournal.com]

Otay...
[Yawn yawn yawn.

[He'll clutch little poser-Stanley to his chest aaaand....doze off a little.]

[waterprincessix.livejournal.com]

[Emmy picks Demyx up and hugs him close as she heads back to her room, singing softly (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fi22pp4evgY) to help him fall asleep.

Upon reaching her room she shifts him to one arm and gets a spare blanket, spreading it out on the couch before laying him down on it and tucking one side around him while he sleeps.]

Night...