S h i n s o P o v :
More time passed and I got more bored. Which is surprising, normally I could find something anything to do. Now that I think about it I haven't seen Aizawa or Mic for like one or two days, at least that's what it feels like to me. Wonder if there busy. Just as I was done thinking about my foster dads they walked in.
Aizawa still kinda looking like he didn't want to be here, and Mic being happy to be here. "Sup little listener how has your day been?" he was his normal enthusiastic self. Why cant I be normal and just talk to them, like in full sentences. "Good" I said simply not really wanting to say anything more. "We brought you some more puzzles!" Mic squawked again. That made my day a bit more bright.
I had new puzzles to do. There was a 300 piece one of an elephant, an 500 piece one of a zoo and a 100 piece one of a carnival. That made me smile, in return it made Aizawa and Mic smile. "Shinso, i've noticed you don't talk a lot. Is there a reason why?" Aizawa broke the ice again. Anytime he comes it turns to a serious conversation.
Guess now would be a good time to tell them I don't like to talk a lot and would really prefer being a selective mute again. "I-I just don't like talking a lot" I stuttered out. It was kinda awkward to speak. I didn't want to be outta line. I knew I wasn't-- god i'm stupid! Why cant I just be normal! "Understandable, if you don't want to use words, we know jsl if u would like to learn" Mic intravened the serious engery with a bubbly one.
Thank god they didn't take it the wrong way.... I nodded my head in agreement with them. We spent some time doing the carnival puzzle the them teaching me more jsl so I could communicate better. I learnt more simple words like eat, drink, sorry, thank you, and stop, go, etc. All around I knew about 20 words now. That would make it easier to communicate.
We got the puzzle mostly done by 7:36, then my therapist walked in with a box of things I could only assume to be random. "Hello mr. Eraserhead and mr. Present Mic i'm Shinso therapist!" they said enthusiastically setting the box down on a chair by the window on the other side of my room. "Hello docter..?" Mic started confusedly. "Oh silly me my name is doctor Hi Yusha, you can call me Yusha if you would like" They extended there hand for a hand shake.
Mic excepted, shaking their hand as he finished his sentence, "hello Yusha nice to meet you!" he said happily. We all talked for a bit, I mostly signed, then Mic and Aizawa left for the night promising to come back tomorrow. As I saw them leave Yusha walked over to the box of random things then brought it over to me.
"So Shinso, as you know your getting your first tube feeling in..." they looked at their wrist watch "...40 minutes at 9:00. You said you would like a distraction so I brought distractions to choose from!" They sounded more bubbly at the end, most likely trying to lift a weight of the conversation. I nodded in agreement and Yusha opened the box. There was everything from auditory distractions like music and movies to texture distractions like a fidget spinner to different fabrics.
I ended up liking the music, shinny fabric, stress ball and of coarse my puzzles. They told me I could switch out the fidget toys throughout the feeding, which is normally an hour. This will be fun. We played with the puzzle for the twenty minutes we had left before a nurse walked in stating it was time.... this totally wont give me a panic attack.
K a m i n a r i P o v :
I sat there in the little cold room they provided me. I've been here for a while now its like 8:20 or something. I got the x-rays, test and exams done so i'm just waiting for the results. Now that my siblings....are.....dead, and my parents are in...jail, I was alone. All my other family was eather dead, i'm prison or in Canada. There's no I would even be able to live with my family in Canada because them to are eather too old or in prison.
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lonely and forgotten[discontined]
Fanfiction*i don't own this image i found it on google credit to the artist* lonely, is the feeling shinsou always felt. forgettable, that's how others viewed him. after all he was just a villain quirked foster kid. nobody truly understood him. they used him...