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Chatterbox: Pudding's Place
You sit down
You sit down on a bench. You love the park! It's peaceful, it's beautiful, and most of all, it's quiet. There is greenery all around you, and the flowers and grass sway just a little in the breeze. You inhale the sweet scent of the air--fresh, cool leaves, with just a hint of flowers and honey. The sky is as blue as an aquamarine gemstone, dotted with cheerful, puffy clouds sitting here and there.
As you relax, a curled, green leaf comes spiraling down to you from an overhead tree. It lands in your lap. You unfurl it, and to your surprise, a little scroll falls out. As you unroll it, it gets bigger and bigger until you can read the words on it.
"Dear Chatterboxer," it reads,
"You are invited to a vacation to a place unlike any other--A trip to fairyland! And there will be absolutely no murders! 100% guaranteed. Well, more like 99%.
But anyways, one of our fairies will take you all around the place--Around this magical, exciting world! You will love it. Cool attractions. Beautiful plants. Amazing food! Fairy brownies taste divine! Perfectly sweet and yet not heavy, the little cakes will be the best thing that you every tasted. But beware--Do not drink anything. When offered a cup of nectar, or a glass of fairy wine, refuse, no matter how good it smells. One sip and you are stuck there for eternity!
Pack your bags quickly--The fairy will stop by at your house to pick you up no later than tomorrow! Alter Egos and CAPTCHAs are invited! Make sure to bring water, unless you want to go the whole trip without drinking!"
"This sounds amazing!" you say to yourself. "I want to come!" And with that, you stand up from the bench and start off towards home.
submitted by Queen of Fairyland
(June 5, 2016 - 12:18 pm)
(June 5, 2016 - 12:18 pm)
Wait, WHAT??? Here it is again:
AN: You know what? I’m just going to give up on writing the part numbers at the top.
AN 2: Sorry to Owlgirl if you hate multitasking.
AN 3: I have a line down there in the middle that will. . . Catch you off guard.
AN 4: Sorry if any of the farm stuff is inaccurate!
AN 5: I make way too many ANs.
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(July 31, 2016 - 2:41 pm)
I'm fine with however you portray me. I'm fine with multitasking.
Can't wait for the next installment! AN 3 is making me excited.
(July 31, 2016 - 4:22 pm)
(July 31, 2016 - 2:38 pm)
WHAT?! Admin, why do you keep on deleting my ski lodge post?
I haven't deleted any ski lodge post. I don't remember ever seeing a comment from you before.
Admin
(July 31, 2016 - 3:52 pm)
I'll try one more time, without the ANs:
(July 31, 2016 - 4:42 pm)
(July 31, 2016 - 5:13 pm)
Still day one!
Owlgirl took a deep breath, her heart still pounding. She had been so close to Death! (I capitalized that on purpose.)
“Well, if I’m dead, too, there’ll be no one to keep Umbridga’s memory alive!” she tried to joke, and failed. Crysti sighed at her feeble attempt.
That’s my decision, the murderer added silently.
“Owlgirl.” Fúdìmó stomped up to her. “You need to GET OVER IT. Your Æ is dead. We get it. Besides, you never even liked her.” Blunt as usual, the evil wizard had no feelings. But his counterpart, Mei, noted that although Fúdìmó WAS a jerk, he was right that it was unusual for Owlgirl to care this much. This murderer was really stirring up some bad feelings.
Selidore seemed to agree. “Owlgirl, just enjoy the day. Just for now. Just while Mei is writing from your point of view--”
“What!?”
“Nevermind.”
Owlgirl thought for a moment. “Fine. Just for now. Then I’m going right back to grieving.”
Fúdìmó rolled his eyes.
“I’m sorry if I spoiled this for anyone else,” she added, gazing at Bluebird. Bluebird was currently staring at Rojo with a strange expression on her face. She looked like she was calculating.
Possibly calculating how to push a Chatterboxer right into the flames of a dragon.
~❤~
All the CBers walked off towards a huge barn in the distance. Looming above them, Owlgirl shuddered a little. It was so big!
A dragon would need a big stable, right?
Owlgirl kind of felt like walking a little sideways from her group. She wanted to be alone for a bit.
But no, she had a promise to Old Seli. She had to keep it.
“Hey, September,” she started.
“Hi,” replied September.
“What do you think the stable is like?”
“Oh, I don’t know. I mean, this is fairyland! How are you supposed to expect anything?”
“True.”
Owlgirl was a multitasker. While she made small talk with September, she listened in on Bluebird’s conversation with Leafpool.
“Are you going to be really careful among the dragons?” asked Bluebird.
“Yeah, I’m a bit scared. They’re dragons, after all!”
“For me, I’m just gonna have fun. Selidore wouldn’t take us here if they were dangerous! And it’s not like a random crazy dude is going to push one of us in front of a RedDragon while he’s blowing fire!”
“True,” answered Leafpool. “But hey, Bluebird, be careful. Someone did kill Tara and Umbridga, after all.”
[LALALALALALA STUFF STUFF STUFF BLAH BLAH BLAH]
Finally, they reached the barn.
“Welcome to the RedDragon Stables! I am Draco, the owner of all of this.” A black-haired pixie greeted the CBers with a smile. “I have helpers and such to help me tend to the livestock and crops, of course. They’re very nice.”
“By livestock, you mean the dragons?” wondered Crysti.
“Yup! And by crops, I mean moly.” Draco answered cheerfully.
“Can we go inside?” Shadowmoon asked. “It’s hot out here.”
“Yep, go right in the barn. Shadowmoon, I need to give you this.” he pulled something out of his pocket and handed it to the surprised girl.
“Why?” It was the strangest cupcake. The frosting glittered an odd, reddish-pink color, and it looked like it was dipped in honey. It was tiny, too, about the size of an eraser.
“Because. Reasons.”
“This isn’t fair,” interjected Hype. “Why does only Shadowmoon--”
“Be quiet. Now go on, eat it!”
Nervously with everyone watching, Shado slowly put it in her mouth.
It exploded.
Literally.
(July 31, 2016 - 5:14 pm)
Oh no, an exploding cupcake!
Yay, I'm glad I'm moving on. I think I was just upset over Umbridga not because I really missed her, cuz I probably didn't, but because it was so unexpected and scary, then once the shock/fear started to fade, I felt guilty and wondered if I should be grieving more.
I'm probably gonna forget about going back to grieving.
(July 31, 2016 - 6:58 pm)
*Grins evilly* Or will you?
(July 31, 2016 - 7:15 pm)
That's up to you, Royal SkiLodgeiness. *bows*
(July 31, 2016 - 8:57 pm)
(August 3, 2016 - 3:25 pm)
Wow..... Was my consolatory fairy cupcake just the cuase of my demise???
(July 31, 2016 - 10:58 pm)
Am I a murderer? (Heh heh heh)
(August 2, 2016 - 6:22 pm)
(August 2, 2016 - 6:06 pm)
(August 2, 2016 - 6:10 pm)