Petit Mama Armand (Chapter 3)

[Mr.Fabulous]

Chapter 2

... 05 December, 804 A.S.

"Papito..."

"¿Qué es esto, mi hija? (What is it, my daughter?)" Jaden's father, still reading his datapad on the living room chair, looked at his poor, thinly girl who was covered in her bed blanket. He took a closer look at her, and saw that she was evidently shaking, with small tears flowing down her cheeks, "Can't sleep again, Hija?"

"S-si, p-p-papito." The girl motioned to the side of the chair and knelt before her father, leaning her head onto his knee, "The pain on mi tummy huuurts. Me puedo quedar con usted, papito? (Can I stay with you, daddy?)"

Suddenly, her father's own stomach groaned long and low. The two looked at each other for a short moment, and then laughed upon realizing that they were both on the same boat, "Hahahah! That'd be bueno, hija."

After putting down the datapad on the top of the side-table, he picked up Jaden with his strong, yet caring, fatherly arms, and placed her on top of his lap. He gently wrapped his arms around her, giving her a warm, loving embrace as he slowly rocked her back and forth.

The girl looked at her father as she weakly asked, "Por favor me cantar esa canción cantas siempre a mí cuando tengo hambre, papito. (Please sing me that song you always sing to me when I'm hungry, daddy.)"

"Heheh, sure, hija... Anything for mi princesa." He warmly smiled as he closed his eyes while continuing his rocking motion as he began to sing that strange lullaby she never could understand:

"... C'est la belle nuit de Noël
La neige étend son manteau blanc
Et les yeux levés vers le ciel
À genoux, les petits enfants..."

As the introduction went on, she could feel her pain slowly going away, and her eyes were getting heavier and heavier by the second, until she could no longer hold them open, and fell asleep on her father's chest:

"Avant de fermer les paupières
... Font une dernière prière."

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Jaden found herself in the middle of a large field of green grass and blue, open skies, the warm sun shining onto her cold, lonely face. For miles around her and over the horizon, all she could see was a world of green separated by a world of endless blue:



Petit papa Noël
Quand tu descendras du ciel
Avec des jouets par milliers
N'oublie pas mon petit soulier.



She lied down on the plains and looked upwards to see the clouds roll lazily by:



... Mais avant de partir
Il faudra bien te couvrir
Dehors tu vas avoir si froid
C'est un peu à cause de moi...

Il me tarde que le jour se lève
Pour voir si tu m'as apporté.



The girl then stood up, and raced across the fields with great haste, the crisp, gentle air flowing through her hair and caressing her childish skin:



Tous les beaux joujoux que je vois en rêve
Et que je t'ai commandés.

... Petit papa Noël
Quand tu descendras du ciel
Avec des jouets par milliers
N'oublie pas mon petit soulier.



At first racing across the fields, next thing she was soaring high above the clouds. It was an exhilarating feeling, flying with her hands outstretched like a bird flapping its wings, with a bird's-eye view of the world beneath her:



Et quand tu seras sur ton beau nuage
Viens d'abord sur notre maison
Je n'ai pas été tous les jours très sage
Mais j'en demande pardon.



Finally, she found herself back on the ground, once again looking at the drifting clouds as they made all sorts of strange shapes. It was here, and by the song her papito continued to sing, that she found relaxation. It was here that she knew, that she finally knew she had found...

... peace:



...Petit papa Noël
Quand tu descendras du ciel
Avec des jouets par milliers
N'oublie pas mon petit soulier

Petit papa Noël

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