Well, considering that I had to request for this category to be added, and the fact that this movie is old and obscure, I'm going to bet that not a lot of people are going to read this. I'm uploading it anyway. My best friend and I watched this movie last week and we absolutely loved it (I mean, we may be a little biased because Christian Bale was in it :D), but it was a beautiful but very, very sad film.

This was one of the hardest things I've ever had to write because the story was so sad. Literally, I cried three times while writing this.

I didn't plan on writing a fanfiction for it, but when I went back and looked at it, I just couldn't resist adding my own character. Because I had to return the movie to Netflix, I had to write this in two days, and then I spent five nights in a row editing it. I think this may just be one of my fluffiest pieces. It also might be my favorite fanfiction that I've written thus far, but I'm not sure because I really, really like my Phantom of the Opera and Batman one. You can be the judge.

I've posted a trailer for this fanfiction on Youtube! Just search my channel, aspringsinger15, and you can watch it there.

Enjoy! :D

Let it slide,
Let your troubles fall behind you
Let it shine
Until you feel it all around you
And i don't mind
If it's me you need to turn to
We'll get by,
It's the heart that really matters in the end

~Rob Thomas (Little Wonders)

Maddy Bowman was a 22-year-old woman who had been living in a little cabin in the forest for well over five years. She lived with Mr. Summers ever since he saved her life, and he had become a sort of father figure to her. On some days, he would go out and do his work, and she would stay behind in the cabin and tidy up or fix him some dinner for when he got back. He usually didn't get back until very late, so she didn't see him until it was quite dark outside.

At first, she had found his work rather odd but over time, she learned to appreciate what he did for the little animals.

On other days, she would join him out on the roads and help him with his work. It pained her to see the beautiful creatures in such a state, but it warmed her to see how gentle Mr. Summers was with them.

Maddy was a very beautiful woman. She had black wavy hair that flowed down to the middle of her back like a waterfall. Most of the time she wore half of it pinned up to keep it out of her eyes as she worked. She always wore jeans, a form-fitting t-shirt, and a pair of sneakers or flip-flops. She had a tiny physique, earned from learning to live on small portions of food and her constant working.

She also had an absolutely beautiful smile. Small little dimples sat on her cheeks when she smiled. She could brighten up anyone's day with a quick flash of her pearl white teeth.

The sun had dipped below the horizon hours ago, and Maddy knew that Mr. Summers would be back within a couple hours. She had dinner ready for the both of them and was just about to set the table so he could relax as soon as he got in.

She was cleaning up some dishes she had used to prepare the meal when she heard the door open.

"Hey, I was just—"

She stopped as she saw that there was a boy with Mr. Summers, walking in behind him. He wore a gray sweatshirt and his clothes had mud caked on them. There was a long scar along the side of his face. He was nervously chewing on his sweatshirt string as he walked into the cabin. He looked so beautifully innocent. Maddy had to admit that he was actually kind of cute.

She gave the boy a very kind small smile. "Who's this?"

"This is Bobby," Mr. Summers answered.

Maddy dried her hands on a towel and went over to him. "Hi, Bobby! I'm Maddy!" she said as she extended her hand.

Bobby shyly took her hand. "Hi," he said quietly.

Mr. Summers took his coat off and laid it on his bed. "Do you want some supper, boy?" he asked Bobby. "I believe Maddy has made us something to eat."

"Yes, please," Bobby answered.

"Well, I guess I'll be setting an extra place then," Maddy smiled. "I've prepared a bit of salad and pasta." While she put some salad in the bowls and some noodles on the plates, she noticed Bobby walking around the cabin looking at all of their little knick-knacks. He bumped into one of the lanterns and Maddy giggled quietly to herself.

Mr. Summers walked over to her and said quietly out of earshot of Bobby, "He's a bit slow. But that doesn't mean you treat him any different."

Maddy looked at him and nodded. "Of course."

"Wash your hands, and sit down, boy," Mr. Summers ordered gently. Bobby went over to the water basin and then dried his hands before he sat down on the table. Maddy took the plates and bowls and handed them to the men. "We're, uh, both vegetarians," she told Bobby. "Don't worry, I've learned to make some pretty good meals without using meat."

"That's alright," Bobby said quietly.

Maddy smiled. It was so cute when boys were shy.

They sat and ate their meal together mostly in silence, but Maddy was used to it. Mr. Summers rarely talked to her while he ate, and Maddy didn't question it.

When they finished eating, Maddy cleared the dishes and began to wash them. Bobby rested his head down on the table and appeared to be sleeping for a little while. He moved his head when Mr. Summers got the cheese from the cabinet and began breaking it and putting it on the floor like he did almost every night.

"What's that for?" Bobby asked.

"The cheese? It's for the mice," Mr. Summers answered. "When the mice are finished, the cockroaches come and eat what's left. It's nature's way!" He went to the cabinet and got a bottle of whiskey and poured himself a glass.

"Do you feed the mice every night?"

"Every night that I'm here. If I'm not here, Maddy usually feeds them. If I feed them, they don't steal from us. People usually kill mice when they don't want them to steal. But I feed them."

Bobby rubbed his hair with the hand his head rested on, and his eyes began to droop.

"Well, I think it's time you went to bed," Mr. Summers said, sensing Bobby's fatigue. "You can sleep there for tonight." He pointed over to the bed on the wall. Mr. Summers always kept an extra bed for travelers who needed a place to rest their heads. He didn't extend hospitality very often, but they had had one or two people stay in the cabin with them only for a night or two.

Bobby stood up from the table and sat on the bed as he removed his shoes. Then he pulled his hood up over his head and lied down. Mr. Summers took the blanket from under his feet and spread it out over top of Bobby. Maddy smiled at his fatherly touch.

"Thanks," Bobby said quietly. "Good night, Mr. Summers. Good night, Maddy."

"Good night, Bobby," Maddy smiled.

"I'll put the lights out now," Mr. Summers said. He blew out most of the lanterns, but left one on for him and Maddy.

Maddy continued to finish washing the dishes they had all used while Mr. Summers sat at the table.

Only a couple minutes later, quiet squeaking was heard.

"Mr. Summers. Maddy," Bobby whispered. "Look! It's the mice! It's the mice!"

Maddy saw that several mice were eating the cheese Mr. Summers had put on the floor earlier.

"I used to have a pet mouse. He was this beautiful black and white mouse called Peter. He was so tame, he'd sit right in my hand! If Peter was here, these mice might've made him king or something."

Maddy couldn't help but smile at his innocence.

"I would like to hear more about that mouse of yours sometime," Mr. Summers whispered. "Right now, I think you should get some sleep."

Bobby smiled and closed his eyes.

"You too, Maddy."

"I haven't finished the dishes yet."

"They'll still be there tomorrow. You need to get some rest."

Maddy dried her hands and headed over to her own bed. "Good night," she said quietly.

"Night."