Our Adoption
We, Ellias and Cicada, were waiting, watching faces pass the frost bitten window in the cramped orphanage we lived it, forced to live in it after abandonment. It wasn't ideal, true, but it provided food and shelter for us, at least. As we waiting patiently, small kits behind us were begging for this pink Kalon, previously saying her name was Arielle, to adopt them. We decided not to beg, as we doubted we'd be the lucky kits to get adopted, or one of us getting adopted and the other not, split us up, and we didn't think we'd be able to live without each other. As we watched faces pass by, we heard footsteps behind up walking towards us, and we both turned to the Kalon, who turned out to be Arielle. "Hello," she calmly spoke, "What are your names?" "Ellias and Cicada," Cicada, a small black kit who looked like forests at night, replied quickly. "Ah, what are you doing over here?" "Watching Kalons walk by," Ellias, a small white kit who looked like the day's sky, replied this time. "It more fun than it sounds!" "Well if you two are doing it, than it obviously more fun than it sounds. Now,

how does it sound to get a gift next time I come?" Our faces gave
enough of a reaction for Arielle to know that we were overjoyed."Well,
I guess that
settles it. I'm on a tight schedule today, sadly, so I can't stay any longer
or give you it today, but I promise I'll come back with your gifts,
hopefully tomorrow or the day after," she finished before heading
out of the orphanage. We looked at each other,our eyes practically
saying, "we're getting gifts and adopted!"
It's been a week since we've heard from Arielle, and we've been slowly
losing hope on getting gifts and adopted, when we heard a door swing
open, sounding like the door almost broke, and the pink figure rushed
over to us (we were still by the window by the way).
Arielle. "I'm so sorry for not giving these to you! I've been quite busy and
never got the time to until now! Again, I'm so sorry!" she fretted before
handing us two, well, about nine, objects; a fawn plushie for Ellias,
and eight plastic flowers for Cicada. "I-I'm not sure on how to make it up to
you! Maybe adopting-" she was interrupted by the yelling of "YES" by our
yelling,and nodded. The pink Kalon walked over to the owner of the
orphanage,was given papers that she was suppose to sign and signed them,
and soon walked off with the us, grinning happily at each other.
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