Smiles Will Bring The Sunshine Days

The confession that they both missed her other daddy was not viewed as odd; not in the innocent eyes of a child. Meme had always just assumed that both of the males she called father and her mother all cared for one another. Her mind did not recognize monogamy or polyamory, or anything of how a couple should be. All she had known in her life this far were Philly and Cél. They were role models, guardians, parents… the only ones she felt she needed… at least right now. They were her world and the girl found her own smiles brightest when she managed to see a glimmer of happiness from either of them.

Memento accepted the kiss, beaming up proudly at her dad as she puffed out her chest proudly. “We’ll find lots of nice flowers! Some for mommy, me, and you too.” The little ball of fluff let her pale gaze sweep over the grass as she took in a deep breath of the morning air. “We’ll keep everything nice for when daddy Pegasus comes back to us.” She shifted and look up at Cél and gave an innocent smile. “He can sleep with you too! Or we can make the den bigger and we’ll all sleep together. It’ll be nice and warm… and you and mommy can smile even more!” It seemed perfect in her mind, her family whole, no one to bother them.

Then, without waiting for her rainbow marked father to respond Memento Mori bound ahead with the sort of energy only a pup would have. She had caught sight of the different colors in the grass and was immediately drawn to a patch of flowers that, for the most part, hadn’t quite made it. On just about any that could be seen from the front many of the petals had started to wither and die… but Meme didn’t stop at the front. With surprising care she began to nose through them and move the ones that were more dead than alive aside until she found one she liked.

It was small, some of the petals slightly shriveled but it had mostly survived the frost nestled in between the other flowers. Without much ceremony the pup grabbed it by the stem and bit through it, spitting it out at first on reflex as the plant juices filled her mouth.

“Yucky!” She made a face, nose wrinkling at the taste as she pushed her tongue out a couple times as if it would get rid of the taste. Then the small child picked the plant up by the haphazardly cut stem and carried the plant back to her father’s paws.

It was a light orange plant that darkened at the ends of the petals. She sat down, tail wagging as she canted her head to the side and spoke once more.

“Will you wear it? Like the blue one! I want you to wear it!”