[Plushpet] Charming Origin
Plush Pet Prompt: begin anew
Date: 21 June 2019
PP’s name: Charming
Designer: basketworm
Children in the hospital.
It’s the same old sob story. Kids that are too young to be there, too naive to understand the extremism that they’re going through. Things they never chose, but have to live with nonetheless.
Plushies are soft, something that shows an innate gentleness, comfort. It’s in the name. A traditional gift, one that sparks delight that covers up all the reminders of a situation too grave for a child to comprehend. Wraps it in fluffy arms and keeps them warm to the core. Blankets in the soft fuzzy cotton, and the sweet smell of lavender.
Charming was meant to be that. A small alligator shaped thing, wide grin and gleaming crown. All soft, all tender, down to the plush teeth and claws. Bright colours, amidst the sterile hospital room, that would liven up the place, rather than be drowned out by harsh whites.
That’s what the doctor hopes for him to do. She arranges his inanimate limbs, into something welcoming, open, on the examination table. Dusts off bits of fluff caught on his bow. She grins back at Charming’s eager face, but hers has more of a tinge of sorrow, of knowing that things really aren’t going to be alright after all.
She’s right. Her next patient is a dire case, with the youngest child she’s ever treated, the most cheerful smile she’s ever seen they discover Charming waiting for them.
She successfully treats the child, but in the most tragic twist, the doctor succumbs to the disease that ravaged them.
All pain, for a moment.
Then whiteness.
A godling.
A chance to return.
The doctor is given the form of the being that inspires her so. To stay smiling despite adversity, to teach others to smile too.
Charming flexes his body, soft and pliable. Heart of the plushpet, mind of the doctor, soul of one who’s been through it all.
He returns to the place where he began -- the children’s unit of the hospital.
It’s a second chance. He could be doing anything he’d like. With this magic that resides within him, sparking life from something that was before. A constant warmth, companionship, softness, love.
But really, there wasn’t even any question as to where he wanted to go. No doubt in his mind, as what else was he going to do?
Except to spread this love even more.