long ago, when i was 3, me and mother went into the store. it's my earliest memory, going into that store. mother said "u can pick one toy. u've been really good this past year. u didn't complain and u didn't cry." i should explain. that past year they didn't have any money 4 any christmas gifts or...any gifts at all. father has spent it all away on stupid shit. mother just got some money and we'd gone 2 the store. i didn't expect her 2 say anything. i didn't cry or complain when i didn't get anything. i didn't think we'd gone 2 the store 4 me....i thought we were just getting stuff....but i slowly walk away, drawn 2 the toys. i walk past all the other bears, drawn 2 one. an Emo Care Bear...something most kids hated. that's y they only made them 4 one day and stopped....trying 2 get rid of the ones they had. most kids feared it.....but i'm not most kids....and i grabbed one without hesitating. i ran 2 mom and she looks at me* "did u look at everything?" i nod, lying. i didn't need 2, i knew this was what i wanted. she smiles and pays 4 it and, as soon as we leave, i open up the box and hug it* "what'll u call her?" mom asks. hmmm....that i didn't think of...
"Fluffuls!" i declare, grinning. she messes up my hair and smiles
"good name" she replies, and we walk home. she makes her a jacket and boots when we get back and i've never forgotten anything about the story since it happened.