CAN'T HELP FALLING IN LOVE / human au

[elijah]

[div style="margin: 0 auto; border-width:0; width: 70%; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; line-height: 1.5; font-size: 9pt;"]The young boy, while enjoying to 'write' his own little stories, would have liked to have learnt how to play an instrument. He always liked the sound of classical instruments, always wanted to try his hand at them. He never got the opportunity. His love of fantasy took him away from more minor hobbies. He remembers being younger and scribbling on paper, thinking meaningless symbols were words and reciting what he had written. Every time he told his story, the story would change to something completely different. And yet it was what made Elijah happy. Then again, one's image of happiness changed. When he hears the strum of a ukulele, his eyes light up with interest. He is drawn towards the music that begins to be accompanied by a familiar voice. Elijah looks to her, unable to help himself but smile.

He comes over and sits down, crossing his legs and listening politely until he is finished. As he listens, he holds Thirteen gentle in his hands, stroking the rodent's back soothingly. Then, the music stops. "How did you learn to play the ukulele?" Elijah asks curiously, "You're so good at it." Of course, the boy wouldn't know what counts as good or bad. He is only seven years old. How was he supposed to know talent?