The large, bear-sized man awkwardly skipped down the sidewalk on his way to the store to pick up some milk. He was much too large to be skipping along like a child, but no one was telling him to stop, so he did it anyway. Nearly took out telephone poles as well as his fellow pedestrians with the tree trunks he called arms, but didn't take notice of any of it as he was wrapped up in his own little world.
Oh, right, he was supposed to be doing something. Milk. Getting to the store and buying milk so that Katia would have one less thing to do for today. It was nice to help out when he could, even if he could only do simple tasks. Katia seemed appreciative regardless. Maybe he'd get her some flowers on his way home. Katia liked flowers.
Ivan felt his constantly wavering attention get sidetracked again at the sound of children's laughter and practically swerved his body around to see where the joyous sound originated from. There was a playground of some sort not too far away, either as part of a school or day care, and there were children playing outside, sliding down the slide and running around playing imaginary games and other carefree, happy things of that nature. The bear-sized man smiled at the sight. Children were so cute. They were small and carefree and didn't worry about things like most grown-ups did. Just like he had been as a child, until he got bigger, but even then the personality was mainly the same.
Ivan's smile wavered slightly, feeling sadly nostalgic for those days. Back when he had been a child, had been able to sit on a slide without breaking it under his massiveness, had been able to climb across the monkey bars without his knees hitting the ground. Why weren't there big playgrounds for grown-ups? That would be so much fun, and then he and Katia could sit side by side on swings, holding hands as they swung back and forth together. Katia was lucky. She was still small even though she was a grown-up, so she could probably still fit on most things on a playground if she wanted to.
Felt his mind come back to reality and saw that the children were gone, had gone back inside. He could see the tops of some of their heads through one of the windows. They were so small and cute, he wanted to take them home to show Katia, but she'd told him he couldn't do that anymore because their parents would get worried even though he wouldn't let anything bad ever happen to a child.
Oh wait, he had been doing something. Milk, righ--
Looked down and saw a tiny ladybug crawling on top of a blade of grass and spent the next fifteen minutes trying to get the beetle onto his massive bear hand. Ladybugs were cute and small and Katia liked them, so he wanted to take this one home to show her. He wouldn't get scolded for bringing a ladybug home because their parents didn't worry, although he would still have to let it go in the backyard after he'd shown it to his wife. But the backyard had flowers in it and ladybugs were supposed to like flowers, so it would be very happy there.
Ivan finally managed to get the small insect to climb onto his hand, feeling suddenly sad when it flew off a second later. All of that hard work and he couldn't even show it to Katia. Pouted for a moment in a childish form of despair before noticing the white wings of a butterfly flutter by and set out to follow it, waiting for it to land so he could catch it with less risk of accidentally squishing the small creature as he had done with other small creatures in the past. It made him sad when he squished things, especially sweet ones like butterflies.
Took no notice of the fact that the white winged butterfly had lead him into a street, or the cars that had to swerve to avoid totaling themselves by crashing into him. Right now, it was just him and the butterfly.
Ivan followed the butterfly into the park across the street from where he had originally been and lost sight of it when he noticed some people throwing a frisbee for their cute doggie to chase after. It was a big doggie, but big dogs were still cute. He wasn't sure what kind it was. Black and brown with four legs and a tail. And a red collar, but that didn't tell him what kind of dog it was other than the fact that its favorite color was obviously red otherwise it'd have a different colored collar.
Remembered the butterfly and looked around to see that it had in fact disappeared or turned invisible and pouted again. Why were small cute things so hard to catch without hurting? They always turned invisible when he wasn't looking, and then he couldn't catch them.
Oh shoot, he was supposed to be getting milk.
With this realization, Ivan quickly turned back in the direction he had come from and promptly tripped over a rock, shaking the earth when his massive body hit the ground. Layed there for a minute, wondering what had just happened before placing his palms on the ground to lift himself up.
Oh wow, the grass was really soft! Ivan continued laying on the ground, deciding that this wasn't so bad. Pet the grass with one large hand, feeling happy that grass wasn't alive like critters were so he couldn't accidentally hurt it. Almost wanted to rub his cheek against it, but that would probably look strange if anybody was watching.
After a few minutes of lying there and petting the soft grass, Ivan rolled over onto his back with the intention of sitting up before bringing himself into a standing position so he could go back home, but got distracted by how pretty the sky looked. The sun was setting and painting the sky all sorts of happy colors that reminded him of the flowers he loved to bring home for his wife. Ivan let himself plop back down on his back, deciding to lay in the soft grass so he could watch the sun set before getting back to whatever it was he had been doing. Why wasn't Katia with him right now?
Noticed a cold feeling after some time had passed and realized he had fallen asleep in the grass. The sun had finished setting, the moon had finished rising, and a gentle rain was falling from the sky. That wasn't so bad. Sometimes being wet was fun.
Tilted his head slightly so he could see the streetlamps and realized that everything looks different at night and he had no idea where home was from here anymore. Ivan sat up quickly, suddenly feeling scared and sad because he didn't know how to get home and he wanted to see Katia so he could tell her about his day. Good things had happened today, and it was horrible having to hold it all in because he didn't have anyone to share the good with.
Pulled himself into a standing position and headed for a payphone that was visible across the street. He could call Katia, and then she could come and pick him up and bring him back home. Yes, that would be good, that would make everything all better.
Slid coins into the little slot until he was sure he'd put in enough before dialing the number for his house and then waited for Katia to pick up. It was kind of exciting. He knew he'd get to hear Katia's voice soon, but he didn't know exactly when. It was like a game.
"Ah, hello Katia~" Ivan greeted cheerfully, his loud voice booming and echoing down the empty street. Remembered he was lost and felt sad again. "I fell asleep watching the sun go down, and when I woke up, everything looked different! I don't know how to get home!"
"Calm down, sweetie, it's okay," Katia said, her voice calm and motherly like it normally was. "I can come pick you up. Do you know where you are?"
Ivan pondered on it for a minute.
"Nope~ I have no idea," he said, his voice cheerful even though he was sad. He wanted to be home now but he wasn't, and that made him sad.
"Do you know which street you're on?" Katia asked.
Ivan glanced around to see if he could spot a street sign nearby, but the only one he could see was too far away for him to see the letters on it.
"Imma go check right now, 'kay?" Ivan said before hanging up the phone, exiting the phone booth, and heading toward the street sign so he could tell Katia where he was so she could bring him back home. Tried to commit the name of the street to memory and headed back for the phone booth, passing up several other phone booths on the way. He had used the one near the cafe across the street from the park, and felt that he was supposed to use that one again to continue the conversation he had been having with his wife. Otherwise he would have said goodbye before he hung up.
Found some change on the ground and pocketed it, feeling like he must be really lucky to find money like this. He wanted to use it for a treat, but knew he'd have to use some of it for the payphone which kind of blowed. Still, maybe he'd have enough for a treat anyway. He wanted a candy bar.
Waited patiently for the person who had entered his phone booth while he was gone to finish their conversation before reentering the booth, slipping the coins into their phone-starting slot, and waiting for Katia to pick up again.
"Hello, Katia~" Ivan greeted cheerfully. "I... Um..."
"You were trying to find out which street you're on so I can come pick you up," Katia said, reminding him of what he had been doing. She was so helpful and nice~
"Ah, right! ... I forgot it."
Ivan started to hang the phone up again when he heard Katia's voice again.
"Wait, don't hang up the phone! Just... Can you describe where you are?"
"Ah, yes~ I am in a phone booth across the street from the park I fell asleep in. It is dark because it is night time, and there are clouds covering the stars and it is raining."
There was a short pause on Katia's end.
"... I think I know where you are," Katia said finally. She sounded like she was in a happy mood, like she had heard a funny joke. "Just wait in front of the park until I come get you, okay?"
Ivan was about to hang the phone up when he heard Katia's voice again.
"Don't forget to look both ways before you cross the street, honey," Katia said as a helpful reminder. Ivan had indeed forgotten he was supposed to do that.
"Ah, thank you for reminding me, Katia~" Ivan said, feeling happy he had such a nice wife who cared about him. "I will look both ways before crossing the street and wait for you in front of the park!"
Katia giggled, although Ivan wasn't sure why. He didn't mind though because it sounded very cute when Katia giggled.
"I'll be there in a minute, sweetie. I love you," Katia said, her voice as sweet as honey.
"I love you, too, Katia~" Ivan said cheerfully before hanging up the phone and crossing the street so he could wait in front of the park as he had been asked to do. Remembered when he was halfway across the street that he was supposed to look both ways, but not many people were out at this time of night anyway for some reason.
Before Ivan had the chance to sit down, he noticed a familiar car pull up next to the curb. Felt a huge smile spread across his face since he knew that he would see Katia's face the moment he opened the door of that particular vehicle.
"You got here very fast, Katia~" Ivan said cheerfully upon opening the door and confirming with his eyes that he had not made a mistake again and that this was indeed Katia's car and not someone else's.
"Of course I did," Katia said, giggling as Ivan entered the vehicle to escape from the rain. "We're less than a block away from our house. You can see it from here."
"I can?" Ivan asked, looking out the window and trying to spot the familiar building. Everything looked strange when the sun was sleeping, so it was hard to tell which unidentifiable shape was the one he lived in.
"Yeah, it's that one right there," Katia said, pointing.
Ivan tried to follow where Katia was pointing with his eyes, had to bend over awkwardly so his face could be closer to her hand, his eyes closer to what she was pointing with so he could narrow it down better. Oh, there it was!
"Ah, I see it now!" Ivan declared triumphantly. "I'm not lost anymore! You don't have to pick me up now, because I'm not lost anymore!"
Katia stared at him for a moment, seeming confused about something.
"But... I'm already here," Katia said.
"No, but I'm not lost anymore, so I can walk home now and not bother you," Ivan said, feeling like this made perfect sense.
"... It's raining, though, and I don't want you to get sick," Katia said, bringing up a very valid point. Getting sick was never fun.
"... Okay, you can bring me home then," Ivan said with a grin. "'Cause if I get sick, then we can't cuddle anymore because I don't want to make you sick and that would make me sad."
Katia seemed content with this explanation and started the short drive home.
"Ah, but I had such a wonderful day~" Ivan said cheerfully, ready to share his happy with his wife. "I saw some children playing on a playground and stayed away from them just like you told me to, and then I saw a cute ladybug but she flew away before I could show her to you, and then I saw a butterfly and followed him to the park and there were people throwing a frisbee for their doggie... I forgot to get milk."
"That's alright, sweetie," Katia said as she pulled into their small driveway. It was only big enough to fit one car, so it was a good thing Ivan couldn't drive. "I can get milk tomorrow."
"I'm sorry for forgetting, Katia..."
Ivan felt all the sad leave when Katia kissed his forehead and patted his mildly damp hair. She was very good at cheering him up.
"It's alright, sweetie," Katia said warmly. "I'm glad you had a good day."
Ivan smiled and followed Katia out of the car and into the house. It was hard to climb over to the driver's side of the car with how big he was and how small the car was, but it was more fun that way and Katia didn't seem to mind even though it took a little while.
Ivan yawned soon after entering the house, suddenly noticing how tired he was. That nap hadn't really done much, apparently.
"Are you sleepy, Ivan?" Katia asked. She had apparently noticed the yawn.
"Yes~" Ivan said cheerfully. "I am very sleepy. I am going to go to bed now. Goodnight~"
Ivan barely noticed Katia saying goodnight back, feeling tired and just ready to go to sleep. Trudged into the bedroom and plopped down onto the bed, barely remembering to kick his shoes off first so he wouldn't get the blanket muddy. He'd felt so bad the first time he'd gotten the blanket muddy from forgetting to take off his shoes, so that was one of the few things he usually remembered to do. Crawled under the layers of blankets and quilts before realizing he was oriented the wrong way and spent the next half minute trying to find where the pillows were so he would be sleeping right.
Katia watched Ivan trudge into the room and plop himself onto the bed, finding his general behavior both cute and worrying. He'd always been a bit childish and forgetful, but it seemed to be getting worse and worse lately. Even if he was much older than her, Ivan was still too young to be having problems with his memory. He was only in his thirties.
She walked into the room and fixed the blankets so they were covering Ivan all the way instead of only covering half of his body, feeling like a mother tucking in her child. Kissed her husband on the forehead, wondering if he even noticed it or if he had already fallen asleep.
Katia made a mental note to get milk and other groceries tomorrow as she headed for the bathroom, deciding she was ready to get changed and go to bed. It was a little early, but she had gotten everything that needed to be done for the day taken care of already so going to bed early didn't seem like such a bad idea.
After slipping into a nightgown, Katia returned to the bedroom and crawled into bed, curling up next to her husband. She was surprised when Ivan rolled over and wrapped his muscular arms around her, showing that he was still at least partially awake. She hadn't expected him to still be awake at all, but it was nice to fall asleep together like this.
"I love you, Katia~" Ivan said warmly, sounding tired and content.
Katia smiled, feeling content herself. She loved little moments like this, loved being close to Ivan and knowing he was happy.
"I love you, too, Ivan."