A Song to Sing
"…and in first place," announced a tall man wearing a full suit and tie on a small, brown-framed box-style TV as a 7-year old girl with red shoulder-length hair done up in a ponytail, blue eyes, and tanned skin watched laying on a round, red and white rug, "Is Elsa Garcia!" At that moment, there was a roar of applause as the camera moved over to view a teenaged woman with long, golden hair wearing a bright blue dress as they handed her a microphone. However, a different voice reached the little girl's ears as the woman on the TV was about to speak.
"Chelsea!" it called out, coming from a woman that was little older than the one on TV, "Lunch is ready!"
Picking up the TV remote from the floor next to her, she pushed a large, green button and watched at the woman shrink as the TV turned off. With a little huff of air, she placed her hands on the floor and started pushed herself back onto her feet. Once standing, she quickly brushed her hands across her blue shirt and black shorts to get some rid of some of the brown spots of dust.
"Chelsea!" the voice called out again, "It's getting cold!"
"Coming, Mom!" Chelsea called back before heading towards the door and twisting the knob to open it. Once outside of the room, Chelsea started to make her way down a blue hallway and then into a large, bright, open kitchen where a bowl of pasta and chicken along with a cup of red juice sat waiting.
"Oh…Chelsea," sighed the mom, who was wearing a dark red dress with shoulder-length hair as well, looking at her daughter's shirt, "Look how dirty you are!" with that she started to bend down with a wet cloth and rub at the dirt still on her shirt.
"Momma!" Chelsea called out, giggling a little bit before being allowed to sit down and eat the meal. Once she was done, she giggled as she saw a picture of a red creature that had two black antennas and a white collar and belly the bottom of the bowl, "My Kricketot bowl!" she exclaimed before trying to hum a tune only to stop and ask, "Do you think I'll ever be like somebody on PokéIdol, Mommy?"
"Sure you can, dear," responded the Mother sitting down and tapping the bottom of the mostly-empty bowl, "You see all you need to be is like a Kricketot and find a song to sing."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you know how when Mommy sings you your good night song? I learned that from a Kricketot a long time ago, haven't I ever told you?"
"No, can you tell me now!?"
The mother giggled a little bit, "Sure thing, I know it hard to believe but Mommy used to be a little girl like you, with a dream of singing for other people. However, I never knew what to sing so I would go to different shows with my Mommy and Daddy, listening to whoever was on stage and trying to hum along. Sadly, every time I tried to sing the songs they did, it always came out funny, and I was about to give up. If I remember correctly, I was in the park swinging when I heard a lovely song coming from a tree, as I approached the tree, the song sounded just as lovely as it could be. Once I made it to the tree, I was able to see the little black feet of the Kricketot, but wound up scaring it higher in the tree."
"Well, I was upset too as I wanted to hear it sing some more and do you know what I did?"
"What Mommy! What Mommy!"
"I started to sing back to it, trying to match its song," she took a deep breath and started to whistle a short, high-pitched series of notes, "Like that, and as I started to sing it. It took some time but slowly it started to come down, and, once it finally got back to where he was, it started to sing back to me, a few notes at a time. I then sang the tune right back and it jumped a little bit before singing more notes. After a while, he started to come down to the grown and sing to me even more. I do not know how long it was we sang together, but it was something that became part of my daily life. However, when I had to go to school again and the trees were bare, I found myself a little sad cause it meant I could not sing my song with my friend as much. Eventually, I was able to visit the park again, I found my Pokémon friend being picked on by some of the neighborhood bullies, and I do not know what happened to me. However, your Mommy got so mad at them that I started to barge over there to protect my friend from them by getting the middle of them and taking all of their insults and punches.
The next thing I know, I felt something behind me as the boys started to back off and the once quiet Kricketot started to change into another creature. This one was slightly taller than the one I knew but it started to sing a loud, long screeching noise that made the boys cover up their ears and run away. Then, it started to turn to me and sing our song, in the same soft, sweet voice I remember and I took care of him every day ever since as we worked on our song together."