Cheese and Apples

Author's Note: Random idea that sprouted in my head. Semi-inspired by this bit of prose: http://anouni.blogspot.com/2012/04/how-it-ends.html

So I decided to rush writing it. Lacks polish, refinement, and better execution, to be perfectly honest. But at the very least, I'm struggling through my writer's block, as compared to just surrendering to it. And writing, about ANYTHING, makes me feel better.

So yeah.

A random conversation between Love, and Death.

Make of it what you will~
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Today was one of her weaker days. It had started ever since people became more selfish, and less understanding. She pushed her wheelchair forward, and looked up at the fruit tree. She wanted that apple.

It was a struggle to lift her arm, and her breathing became more labored as she tried to stretch out. Another couple had just broken up, another child had been abandoned. This day wasn't getting much better.

"Need any help there, Cheese?"

Cheese. It was one of the strangest nicknames her older sister had given her, but it had gotten endearing.

"What are you doing here in these parts? Aren't you busy collecting those from that war?"

"…Sometimes, I like to take a break from those to help the ones down in the more quiet parts. Death in solace is the most meaningful." She brushed her hair back and sat on the nearby wall, and plucked the apple her sister had been reaching for, before tossing it towards her. "So, how have you been?"

"Not good. Everyday, humans get more selfish. That war that's keeping you busy is killing me slowly."

They both laughed at the idea of them dying. They were set for a fate much worse than that.

"It's in their last moments that they aren't so bad, you know. It brings out the best in them."

"I know, I can feel it. It's strange, how both of us go together. It's tragedy that brings humans so close together. Those are my more powerful days. You're lucky. No matter what, you're constant."

"Lucky?" She shrugged. "They all hate me, you know. Most of them run away from me. Their art always paints me to be the evil one."

"…People are afraid of me, too. And that's why I can never be as powerful all the time as the rest of us. Barely any of the humans want to be so vulnerable." She wheeled herself closer to the wall and leaned against it.

"I've been here since the beginning of this earth, and I still don't fully understand these mortals. Funny thing, huh? I've seen all of it. Their regrets, their fears…and the things they didn't want to leave behind. I suppose we'll never understand that feeling, being immortal and all."

"It's their mortality that makes them who they are." Another promise had been made, somewhere far into the distance. Little did she know he was cheating on her. Poor girl.

She tossed the apple from one hand to the other, having lost her appetite.

"Anyway, I think I've lingered a bit here too dangerously long. I've got a couple of appointments lined up." She jumped down from the wall and ruffled the hair of her younger sister. "Five year old girl, and a father. He drowned trying to save her. I saw that little surge of health in you, for that brief moment."

"'Til next time. And try not to be so intimidating."

She let out a scoff and flipped her hair. "I try to be as friendly as possible, I'll have you know!" She paused for a bit before starting to walk out of the park, and turned back with a bit of a smile and a wave. "I hope I'll see you in better shape next time, Cheese. I've seen you in some of your good days. …You're the most powerful of all of us, when you're healthy."

The image of her sister slowly faded away with the sound of crunching leaves.

To her left, an old man was walking towards one of the nearby graves and had left another bouquet of flowers. He sat down and started to recall the events of his day. 27 years ago, they were happily married.


Across the street, a twelve year old boy was nursing his puppy back to health, after a surgery. The dog had puked all over his hands, but he cleaned out her mouth as patiently as he could.


Not so far off from the town, two people, best friends who had been fighting for over 3 weeks now, finally saw each other again. And apologized.


It's not always so bad, she thought.

She bit into her apple and stood up.