Your character as bebby

Hey guys! I've enjoyed doing this on other sites and thought it might be fun to do here!

Basically, you just post a one-shot of your character as a kid: just a brief snapshot of one moment in time in your character's life as a young person. Can be happy, sad, mundane- whatever you want!

Here's mine!

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Jacky, age 7:

Mikołaj was a fan of babies. His eldest sister, Elżbieta, was visiting with her first child: an adorable baby boy, about 9 months old, with an already full head of chestnut hair and handsome hazel eyes. Franciszek, he was called. Mikołaj's mother and sister were in the room chatting, happy for the attention Mikołaj was giving the baby. Franciszek laughed happily as rabbits that only he and Mikołaj could see danced around the pair. He could never do this for his mother and father, or for any of his older sisters. They wouldn't understand the magic he had.

As his father suddenly entered the room, the rabbits faded away, much to the dislike of Franciszek, who began to whine. Elżbieta tsked and got up to pick up the baby. "There's work to do, Mikołaj," his father said, not unkindly, in the old Polish that had dominated the area. Mikołaj nodded and stood to follow his father.

Fifteen was the ideal age for marriage, or so she'd been told by her mother's closest maidservant once it had been decided. It had been on the evening after her fourteenth birthday.

She was not too young and fragile, it was said, but she was also not too old and wrinkled. She would be in the prime of beauty, and would pass that beauty on to the many, many children she would likely have. Her uncle and her father lavished her with gifts through the course of the year; Maymunah only wanted one of them — the horse.

It would not be her first time breaking such an animal, but he was a magnificently proud animal all the same. She bore him down with tenderly applied suffocation, and when he recovered he fought her again and again. She had to be very careful not to have her bruises discovered; she didn't want the beast killed.

It took a few months. It was the longest a petty animal had ever managed to withstand her. He hated her deeply, but she refused anyone else to tend to him, to give him food or water. She was to be his only savior through the torture.

In the end, it was figs that finally brought him to submitting to her will. Figs... and fire and lungs at their limit. But she rewarded him well for his eventual steadfast obedience, and with him as her steed, he saw her rise from a trophy child bride to a solitary ruling militant queen. He learned affection for her. On the night he finally died, she did too.

Only, she came back from it.