It’s been close to three years since I first woke up in Jon’s car. I’ve had a really loose schedule over the past couple of months. I’ve learned a lot about humans since Aita came into everyone’s lives. Since then, he’s grown quite a bit. He looks the size of a very small dog now.
The first thing I learned about humans after I had Aita is that they have more than just Father’s Day and Flag Day. They have Independence Day (July 4th), Halloween (Last day of October), Thanksgiving (Late November), Christmas (December 25th), Valentine’s Day (February 14th), and Mother’s Day (Middle of May), which I was excited for. I mean, a day dedicated to female people like me who look after their children? How could I not be excited?
But the best part? Aita got to first experience these days with me.
I didn’t care for Valentine’s Day much. Over the couple of years here, all that happened was me getting something that was on my mind at the time as Jon had given me money. Independence Day and Halloween never really got exciting until after dark. Yeah, I like the idea of fireworks and costumes, but why not during the day? Alright, I do understand that I can only see fireworks at night. But still. I really never cared for Thanksgiving. Yeah, I ate solid foods, but it would just dissolve into my skin. Aita was into those days though, so I’m glad he’s enjoying them.
Christmas was really the only one I dug other than Mother’s Day. Other than staying the whole day with Sophie, Tim, Aita, Roman and Jon, we all got to open our presents. And to add on to that, each time a present was opened, Aita and I noticed the rapidly increasing love surrounding us.
Over time, I’ve been to what Sophie calls a concert. Basically, it’s using loud but pleasant sounds as a way to fill up an area with positive emotion. Too bad for humans that they have to have food stands if they’re hungry. I get my food straight from the cheering. Although now, I don’t remember what the group was called. I just remember being near the ceiling and the back so that my ears didn’t get blown out. After that, all I could hear for the next couple of hours were small sine waves, but I recovered.
Now, every year, on May 6th, I visit Headrest Centre, as a reminder of how Jon found me. Pretty soon, in nearly two weeks, I’m going to visit it again. Last year, a group of teenage boys joined me in the visit. From what I remember they were looking for a place to talk to each other. Fortunately, they were pretty warm about me.
Finally, there’s Aita’s birthday. We celebrate it on June 15th, since that was when he hatched his egg. Less than a week ago, he turned 34 months old. Right now, he can use basic vocabulary, walk, climb up walls and ceilings, and hover. Earlier this month, he managed to cheer what sounded like a mispronunciation of “okay” as I came home one day. However, Jon said that Aita actually said “welcome back” in Japanese. Sometime, I’ll have to find where Aita got that. Jon says he knows, but I don’t.
For me, I go back and forth between visiting Jon at night, and Aita during the day. Lately, Sophie’s been listening to the same singer from the concert I was in. I did find positive emotion when I heard the music coming from the metal box, but it came from Sophie instead of the music itself. I initially found it weird, but I took the positive emotion anyway. After the first time it happened, I went to Jon about it. He said that perhaps if I listened to music enough and pick up some fitting lyrics, I could possibly sing them to Aita as a lullaby. So, I’ll find a good part of one of Sophie’s favorite songs and sing that to Aita tonight.
Well, that actually got started last night as Jon found something called AZLyrics. After Jon searched for songs with certain lyrics I remember from one of Sophie’s songs, he found lyrics under the title of “You Can” by “Instant”. I haven’t memorized the lyrics yet, but I will sooner or later.
So, what am I doing now? I plan on staying at Sophie’s until Aita’s bedtime, then before I leave, I could sing a simple lullaby to him while I memorize the lyrics.
Right now, Tim hadn’t even gotten home from school an hour ago. He’s in High School, whatever that means, now. He’s busy right now playing with Aita upstairs. I’m just with Sophie. Over the years, I’ve found some drink that kind of burns my throat a bit. It feels good in hindsight though. Sophie calls it soda, so I’ll take her word for it.
“Hey, Carina.”
"Yeah?"
“Ever heard of My Little Pony?”
“My what?”
“My Little Pony? Haven’t you heard of that show?”
“No. Not really. What’s it about? I know I’ve heard of Malcolm in the Middle, Rocko and Dexter, but not My Little Pony.”
“There’s a new version of it that has two seasons.”
“Eh. I guess I could watch it with you. Still wanna know what it’s about though.”
“You’ll see what’s going on when we watch it.”
So, Sophie gets a small case that says “My Little Pony Friendship is Magic Season 1”, takes out a disc, and puts it into a disc player under the TV. Finally, the TV turns on and the disc begins playing. Looking at what’s happening, there’s a menu of some sort. Sophie presses a button on the disc player and a yellow cursor turns blue on play all.
”Once upon a time in the magical land of Equestria...”
Wait. Equestria? Where’ve I heard that before? OH YEAH! Queen Chrysalis mentioned that when she first came over here.
So, from what I could gather, there were two ponies that look kind of like my kind who ruled Equestria. One of them got sent to the moon for stopping the night from progressing. Once the first song I hear starts, I am left little confused.
“So, let me get this straight. Humans have gathered a summary of knowledge in Equestria’s history, yet they don’t even know the name of my kind?”
“Well, that does sound a little confusing when you put it like that.”
So, Sophie just takes out the disc and puts it back into its case as she turns off the TV.
“Hm. How did you memorize the name of the setting of My Little Pony so quickly?”
“I’ve heard of Equestria, but only through Queen Chrysalis.”
“Oh, so is Queen Chrysalis your leader?”
“Leader? Heck no. I never came across her until ten days after Jon took me in.”
“Oh. I got you. What’s her home like?”
“Nothing special. Just holes in the walls and ceilings that close and open themselves.”
So, throughout the rest of the day, I reread the lyrics to “You Can” so that I can sing the repeating stanza to Aita.