41.Teddy Bear

He sits there, dust upon him, untouched. He has seen a lot with his round brown eye's.  He had watched her grow up. He remembers first meting her. She was small and couldn't talk. She was a big time crawler when she was small. She dragged him along with her. Always by the left leg. He never minded. At night she would be pleased in her crib and would cry for him. So he  would come into the crib and lay next to her. Her arms around him holding him tight. She had been no bigger then him at the time.

He remembered when she took her first steps. She had him in her one hand. Holding him by the arm. She had stood up with the help of the chair leg. Then she let go and took one foot forward. She was wobbly. But all he could think is 'you can do it! You can do it!'

She took another foot forward and another. Mommy and Daddy called at her. Saying “Come hear. Come to me.” She tried again, but fell. He felt a tare in his arm as they landed, but he didn't care. All he cared for was her, who was crying loudly on the floor. Mommy piked her up and Daddy picked him up. He was handed to her, and she stopped crying.

He remembered when she said her first word. Mommy and Daddy where trying to get her to say there names, but they smiled and laughed when she cried out “Teddy! Teddy!”. He was filled with glee as she hugged him tight still crying out “Teddy! Teddy!”

More words quickly fallowed as she got bigger. She got to big for crib and was moved into a bed. But still she held tightly to him at night. She is his girl, he is her Teddy.

When she was older, and had learned a lot of words, Uncle came over with Pincher. His dog. She patted Pincher and said hello to Uncle. Then she was off to play. She sat on the floor  tossing him up and down. Pincher came into the room and watched Teddy go up and down. Wagging his tail, Pincher jumped into the air and grabbed teddy in his moth. She screamed and grabbed Teddy's arm. Pincher had him by the ear, and thought of it as a tug-a-war.

She screamed again, “Let go of Teddy! Mommy!” Mommy, Daddy, and Uncle came running in. Uncle grabbed Pincher off, and all that was herd was a loud tare. On the floor, torn to no repair, was Teddy's ear. She fell down to the ground, holding Teddy, crying. Mommy took Teddy and sealed the place where Teddy's ear had once been. As Mommy gave Teddy back all she said was “He'll never have an ear again, Emma, but you can still play with him. Emma was happy. She had Teddy and that's all that mattered.

Emma still played with him all the time. She is his Emma, and he is her Teddy. Emma continued to grow and was soon off to school. Mommy led her into the class room. Said something to the teacher then kissed Emma good by. Emma held Teddy close to her. She looked up see another girl waving at her. 'Go on. Go say hi.' Teddy thought. Emma walk over to the other girl.

“Hi. I'm Deloris, or Lola if ya wont, what's your name?” The other girl asked.
“I-I'm Emma.”
“Nice to meat you. You wont to play blocks?”
“Yes.”

So they played, and all Teddy could think was, 'That's my girl.'

Time went by and Emma cared Teddy every where. He gained a hole hear and there and had gained a new button eye, but he didn't mind. She is his Emma, He  is her Teddy. She'd grown up a lot on him. New style of clothing. Jeans, long sleeved striped shirt, and a beanie with cat ears. They whent every where together. Till there came a day where she left him home on the bed.

“Emma! Lola 's hear. You girls got to go!” Paps called.

“Coming!” She never grabbed Teddy. He waited for to come back for him, but she never did. It was late when she came home. She slid into bed and held Teddy close. And Teddy was relieved. But as time went on she forgot Teddy a lot more. Till she stopped bringing him with her. Teddy would lay on the bed. Sad and alone. Waiting to when she would go to bed and hold him close. Then he was happy. She still is his Emma, and he still is her Teddy.

One day she came home with something. Lola was with her.

“Hay Lola. Look what Gery gave me for Valentines day!” Emma held up a new, blue, Teddy. Teddy glared at the new Teddy, but let it go. It was a new bear, so what. She still is his Emma, and he is still her Teddy.

So he thought.

That night, when Emma crawled into bed she didn't cradle Teddy in her arms. She cradled Blue in her arms. In the night Teddy fell to the floor under the bed, and, if a Teddy could of cried, he would of cried all through the night. Emma didn't get Teddy back from under the bed the next day, or the day after, or the day after that. So there Teddy stayed. Waiting for his Emma to find him.

He stayed there a long time till the day he heard Emma drying.“I don't wont this Stupid bear any more!” Teddy saw Blue bear fall to the ground far away from him, “That Jerk.” Emma's face appeared under the bed as she grabbed Teddy. He didn't understand, but all he thought was, 'There, There, don't cry.'

Teddy was then used as a shoulder to cry on. She slepped with him on rare occasions but he sat on the night stand. He didn't mind. She is his Emma, and He is her Teddy.

Then came the day she moved and he was put away in a box. For a very long time. He waited. In the darkness of the box. From time to time he could feel movement out side, and hoped to be brought out, but he every time the box remained unopened. It seemed, She is his Emma, he was her Teddy. Then came the day where light flooded over the darkness. Teddy was picked up.

That was his Emma! She had grown up so much, and he had spent it in a box. He hoped that she would take him with her, where ever she was going, but instead he was placed in a cold room. On a shelf, with little light.

There he believed would be the remainder of his days. Till he was slowly eaten my moths. He had been there for her. He had watched her grow up. He held so many tears and secrets that she gave him and him alone. But in the end he was only a Teddy.  And there would sit.

But wait! What's this? Emma takes him from the shelf? And she pats him down. She takes him to a room and seals all his open holes. And sends him for a good wash. Teddy is confused as his Emma caries him into a quiet room. There he sees a crib.

She was his Emma, he was her Teddy.
Now, She is his Danny, He is her Teddy.
And they are happy.