How I Met Your Mother Crazy Eyes の小説・ストーリー

“Now look at me.” Quivering, Zheira looked down, moving back even though she no longer could. Her mother put her fingers on her chin and raised Zheira’s head, but she closed her eyes tightly. “Zheira!” Knowing her mother wouldn’t stop, she blinked rapidly. A wild gasp escaped her throat when their eyes locked. At first, Zheira could only see the reflection of her eyes. Its red irises have a slit-like shape in the center and were stained with blue crystal-like particles; until, a dancing figure appeared in Melinda’s hazel orbs. It was her mother’s younger self. She was turning and humming while carrying a cute baby girl with a short golden flock of hair.

Its tone was full of worry and start panicking I can hear some familiar voices calling my name, I can hear their cries and plead I slowly open my eyes and saw that my mother is crying! “w-what happen mom?”- Mary Ann her eyes were swollen and tears falling to her eyes “thank goodness your awake!”- Mom mom suddenly hugs me tight and father follow up also I look at the surrounding and don’t found the purple fog “what happened where’s the Purple Fog?”- Mary Ann, confusion struck me because of the sudden situation

She announced and started walking away and Mom winked at me as she followed her. “Come on Jocelyn, what’s the rush? Oh my gosh, what happened to your eyes? Were you crying?” I heard mom’s concerned voice and I shook my head as the coffee machine finished brewing my coffee. I took a sip of the coffee and smiled in pleasure. Even though this was just the beginning, I could tell it was going to be a fun ride. I heard Jocelyn’s voice. “No. I guess something entered my eye.” I heard my Mom gasp and I rushed to the living room to check what had happened but her eyes were on Jocelyn’s full travelling bag and another box. “What’s going on? Are you travelling for months?”

Of course he would want to know where his mother was, that wasn't so surprising when I thought about it again. Seeing that I wasn’t saying anything, he continued, “Y…You should know my mommy. My mommy is really pretty, her eyes are like my favorite cookies, she calls it Hazel. When the sun touches her eyes, they look almost gold which is very cool as her eyes change color. Her hair is black and soft and it tickles my face whenever she hugs me. Mom is also tall, very cool.” At first, he was still speaking softly, even stammering once in a while. But when it came to talking about his mother, his eyes were bright and he just won’t stop talking, making it seem like Eryn was some celebrity.

“Casablanca. Business class. I want you to spend the next six months with me.” I froze. “You’re insane.”

Our eyes met. My froze, breathless. “Mother.”

But then, her eyes landed on something that made her heart skip a beat. On the wall opposite her, Tris saw a framed photograph of her mother. She was taken aback, feeling a mix of emotions. Her mother had passed away when Tris was just a child, and she had always felt a deep sense of loss. Tris's eyes lingered on the photograph, taking in the familiar features. Her mother had been a beautiful woman, with long, curly hair and bright, sparkling eyes. Tris had inherited her mother's eyes, and she often found herself wondering what her mother would be like if she were still alive.

My eyes finally met with sparkling blue eyes… Mate.

Nate snaps. “Tell me, mama,” Green Eyes leers. “How old are you?” “Not old enough to be your mom,” I lean forward, voice sweet like syrup. Then, I switch to French: «Mais je parie que même ta mère regrette de ne pas avoir pris la pilule du lendemain.» I bet even your mom regrets not taking Plan B. The room goes dead. Green Eyes stands so fast his chair crashes backward. The woman on his lap hits the floor hard.