From: ephemeral@ephemeralfic.org
Date: 25 May 2007 01:58:49 -0000
Subject: Blues\' Best Friend by JG
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Title: Blues' Best Friend
Author: JG
Rating: G 
Summery: Ever wake up in the middle of the 
night when you were a kid?
Disclaimer: If I owned them this wouldn't be a 
fanfic would it? Wish I owned them. 
FOX, GA, DD, AND CC thanks for bringing them to life. 
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The lightning crashes and the tree outside hits my window. 

I wake frightful from the storm, my soft Finding Nemo 

comforter around me. 

I shift to turn on the lamp beside my bed. 

Blue my dog looks at me concerned about my discomfort, 

I point to the window and he moves up the bed and 

licks my face making me giggle. 

Thunderstorms always scare me and keep me up, 

I look at the Mickey clock that my uncle Bill 

and aunt Tara bought me last year for Christmas, 2:42. 

I look at Blue and he hops off the bed wagging his tail. 

I get up, swiftly putting on my bunny slippers and 

following him out of the room. 

Its dark in the house but my mom always leaves the 

light on over the stove, so that there is at least 

some light to see. 

I follow Blue to my parents bedroom he sits and 

looks at the doorknob and then back at me, 

I pat him on the head "good idea, Blue" I whisper. 

Blue is my favorite color and since I got to 

choose a name that's what his name is. 

I remember my dad saying 'well at least its better then queequeg' 

and my mom gave him the look, 

I think queequeg must have been the name for another dog. 

I reach up slowly and turn the knob pushing it forward soft 

so it doesn't creek so much. I look at Blue to go first and 

he does I follow him to my mom's side of the bed. 

My parents always sleep bundled up together, 

my mom's red hair is spared on the pillow 

and my dad's head is always right next to her, 

I always wondered if he ever got hair in his nose 

from being that close. 

His arms are wrapped around her and their feet are tangled. 


I lean up on my tiptoes at first wondering 

how good of an idea this was, normally my dad would wake up 

from the creek in the door, 

but since he hasn't I don't want to make him jump from my presence. 

I look at Blue again; my trusty ally, looks at the bed, 

and then back to me, confirming our plan. 'Dad?' I whisper, 

standing on my tiptoes in my blue and white nightgown. 

His hazel eyes open to see me, his eyes are like mine, 

but my hair is more like my mom. 'Can't sleep?' he asks 

and I look at my pink toenails that my mom painted yesterday 

and shake my head, sheepishly looking back at him. 

He nods and moves his hand to trace a finger 

down my mothers' bare arm. 'Scully?' 

he says nudging his nose gently against her head. 

She wakes with a 'Mul..' as her eyes drift towards mine, 

concern just like Blues all over her face. 

'Storm?' my mother is sometimes all knowing which has always 

been nice in my 6 years of life. 

I nod and my father shifts and picks me up off the floor 

two of them making a spot for me in the between them. 

My mother tucks a piece of my hair that 

fell out of my braid behind my ear, I smile at her 

and she smiles back. 

The three of us get comfy in the bed and Blue jumps up 

and rests at the end, where he always sleeps no matter 

which bed I'm in. My father sighs and wraps his arms around me

 and my mom and she does the same wrapping them around me and him, 

as I start to fall asleep to the sounds of my parents snoring 

and Blues I can see the moonlight dancing across 

my mothers face and the storm drifting away, 

with a sigh of happiness I close my eyes.