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 GIVE ME YOUR HAND {BWO}, tag: cadi and wendy
francine tamias warren
 Posted: Jan 3 2017, 03:26 AM
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THEY JUST DON'T SEE WHAT I SEE..

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"Who is a good lil hedgehog, huh? That's right! Hank is the best lil hedgehog in the whoooole wide world!" Francine cooed at the little animal curled up in her hands and laughed. It was such a weird day. Disasters were happening every where and she knew that if she left and tried to do anything, Everett would come home to an empty house and worry. And call her a million times, so it was better that she was here. Besides, she could make sure all of the animals were okay. That was important.

And it was so comfy here. She curled up with Hank and slowly started to doze off, waiting for her roommate to get home.

Fran swore she had only closed her eyes for a moment, and she knew she was safe and dry. She knew she was sitting on her chair with a nice warm blanket cuddling Hank. She knew these things to be true. So why was she so cold? So wet? And why did it feel like she was drowning? Brown eyes fluttered open and the first emotion she felt was panic. This wasn't San Francisco. This was the Other Realm. The one that had betrayed her so many times before. The one that had almost killed her before. How did she get here? And why was it wet?

Rain. Get up. You have to get up. Pushing herself up in the mud proved harder than she though. She was so small that every drop of rain knocked her down and back into the murk. Curling her wings as tight as she could against her back, she tried to protect them. One drop and she could never fly again. With or without pixie dust. "Get up!" She almost yelled at herself and winced as leaf covered boots squelched in the mud, but she was up. She was no longer a laying target. What was going on?

Her steps were hard and difficult. It took a lot of energy to lift each foot and she was already shivering pretty badly. That was when dark eyes spotted another figure her size not far away. Also stuck in the mud. Fawn only paused a moment to take in the other's appearance. Faerie. It was another faerie, but not one she knew. She knew every faerie in the Hollow, but not... "Winter faerie," she breathed in almost quiet admiration. White hair, blue clothes, it was obvious. And the other fae was in trouble. Real trouble.

Trudging her way over as quickly as she could make herself go, Fawn extended a hand towards the other faerie. "C'mon! Get up. You have to!" No time to panic over the portal being missing. If she panicked then this fae could pay for it. No. Concentrate. Use your head and heart. They've never lied. "Let me help you, okay?" She had to alost yell over the rain, but it was the best she could do. With all this rain, there was danger of flooding. Flooding would kill them both.

"My name is Fawn, and I'm not gonna hurt you! Promise on my honor as an animal faerie!"

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have to swim
You gotta swim, Swim for your life. Swim for the music That saves you When you're not so sure you'll survive. You gotta swim, Swim when it hurts. The whole world is watching, You haven't come this far To fall off the earth. The currents will pull you Away from your love. Just keep your head above. I found a tidal wave Begging to tear down the door. Memories like bullets They fired at me from a gun. Cracking me open now. I swim to brighter days, Despite the absence of sun, Choking on salt water. I'm not giving in. You gotta swim For nights that won't end. Swim for your family - - - - - - - - - -
Something had happened. Something very bad. One minute, she'd been at home, staring at the screen of her computer catching herself up on the disasters of the day that had been occurring city-wide, and the next thing she knew, she'd been back in the animated world. Had she fallen asleep? Was it all just some dream that she was having as she slumbered atop her keyboard? But then in her search for the portal that, in reality, would take her back to San Francisco and that she'd assumed would wake her from her dreams, she'd come across Zelda, another fairy from Pixie Hollow, and it was then that she'd realized this wasn't a dream after all--couldn't be a dream. She couldn't have just made up another fairy like Zelda with her imagination alone--a dust keeper fairy much like Terence, but with a sort of brilliant curiosity about the world and how it operated that was all its own. She remembered the heat, the sweltering humidity of the forest she'd landed in and the way that it made her wings--she would have been more excited to have them back again had it not been so hot that she couldn't think about anything other than the risk of losing them permanently in that warmth--wilt and droop, hanging low against her back as she trudged through the underbrush. But the cold snap had come on all too quickly, a frightening match to the disasters she'd read about in the world on the other side of the portal, and she was again stricken by the mirror effect between the two worlds, separate and individual but also intrinsically tied together by some invisible string. Too suddenly, the tables had turned on the young fairies as the heat broke away and was replaced with a heavy chill, and her own struggle turned to familiar comfort while Zelda's own life, being a fairy from the warmer seasons back home in Pixie Hollow, was now threatened by the freeze.

They'd escaped, somehow, narrowly, and she'd thought that maybe that might be the end of things. That maybe they could find the portal and cross back into the city and return to the safety of their homes to wait out the rest of the projected and unprojected storms of the day, and yet the surprises continued, and they'd been separated, and after losing track of Zelda, things became a little hazy. Where had she ended up? Where had the wing pulled her away to? How had she gotten so off track? Sputtering for a moment as she came to, pulling in a deep breath that was little more than mud and water, she felt herself convulse against the obstruction in her airway. Mud. Where had mud come from? Coughing on the thick, damp mass of it, she rolled herself from her stomach and stared for a moment up at the sky above her, dark as roiling storm clouds brewed overhead. Rain. Raindrops. Water. If one of those drops hit her wings hard enough, they could be broken, leaving her crippled for the rest of her life. Sputtering again as a particularly large raindrop hit the ground next to her, splashing water up against her arms and face, she was at least grateful that the cool water kept her from overheating and her wings from wilting as they had done earlier in the forest before the flash freeze hit them. A voice above her caught her attention, and she opened her eyes wide, blue irises flashing between the dark, tumultuous sky and the fairy who stood over her--another fairy?--for a moment before she finally forced herself into action, groaning as she pushed herself up on her elbows and reached for the other fairy's hand.

The raindrops kept falling all around them, hitting the ground on all sides and splashing up mud and sediment with each collision, and she could feel the grime clinging to her skin and seeping through her clothes as she pushed up off of the ground with the other fairy's help and climbed to her feet wobbling for a moment as she struggled to find her balance and met her eyes where she stood in front of her. An animal talent fairy. Fawn. That meant that she was from the warm seasons, just like Tamzin and Terence and Zelda. She must have been trustworthy if she worked with animals, right? Sled had been one of the kindest, most trustworthy sparrowmen she'd ever known. "Y-you're from Pixie Hollow?" The question came out despite the fact that she was almost sure of the answer, and she quickly shook away any further questions she might have for the time being. This was no time to ask the other fairy all about her life when danger was looming just at their backs. Nodding weakly as she forced herself to focus, she took a moment to assess the state of her wings, damp and wilted even with the water splashing down all around and the cool bite in the air. This wasn't a good sign, just as it wasn't a good sign that the water at their feet was already collecting in shallow puddles. If the rain continued at this rate, then those puddles would only continue to grow, and eventually the water would overwhelm them. Her heart beat frantically in her chest, her breath coming in short gasps of air, and she quickly turned her head to seek out higher ground of some sort. They couldn't fly, not in this weather with their wings already compromised by the rain and the dampness on the air, but there had to be some way that they could get out of the path of danger, didn't there?

"Th--there has to be somewhere where we can get to higher ground." Holding a hand up to shield her eyes from the onslaught of rainfall, Cadi ignored the way she could feel the fatigue in her limbs spread with each passing moment, and she stared off across the blank expanse of nothingness. A rainstorm in the middle of the desert, a flash freeze in the forest...it was a day of disasters indeed, and moreso, of disasters that made little to no sense. What were they going to do? Out here in the middle of nowhere, they were nothing but sitting ducks, but there was nothing that she could see that would put them up and out of harm's way, and either way both of their wings were in serious danger. "I don't see anything." Wiping at her forehead with the back of her hand to slick away the sheen of rainwater, she was surprised to find that her skin was warm beneath the chilled moisture, and she grimaced at the feeling. This wasn't good at all.


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 Posted: Jul 8 2017, 05:21 PM
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Quick brown eyes flickered around, instincts screaming at her to move! before something bad happened. But, she couldn't leave the other faerie behind. Finally, she was on her feet, and there was a bit of a weight lifted off of her shoulders. Good. Good. The other faerie was okay. One less thing Fawn had to worry about. But, worrying was something she found herself doing more and more lately. Stop, stop, stop. Concentrate on getting out of this. You can do this.

"Higher ground. Got it," she replied quickly. She kept shifting her weight on her feet, worrying her lip with her teeth, trying to keep track of everything around them. Raindrops, noises, movement, everything. It was exhausting for the mud soaked faerie to keep doing this. But she had to. She had to get out of this, and she refused to let this world win. And when she left? She was never coming back.

Glancing over to the other, she took a deep breath and tried to ignore how pink she was starting to look. "We need to find you somewhere cold, don't we?" It was mostly said to herself, and she fought the urge to reach forward to grab the other's arm to lead her away. She was a warm faerie. Miss Winter was warm enough without her added bodyheat. Okay. Higher ground. Eventually she spotted an outcropping of rocks, about three that dangled over each other. "There! If we can get there, we'll be okay for a bit. Maybe... maybe the shade will help you out?"

Oh, how she wished Tinkerbell was here. She would know what to do.

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have to swim
You gotta swim, Swim for your life. Swim for the music That saves you When you're not so sure you'll survive. You gotta swim, Swim when it hurts. The whole world is watching, You haven't come this far To fall off the earth. The currents will pull you Away from your love. Just keep your head above. I found a tidal wave Begging to tear down the door. Memories like bullets They fired at me from a gun. Cracking me open now. I swim to brighter days, Despite the absence of sun, Choking on salt water. I'm not giving in. You gotta swim For nights that won't end. Swim for your family - - - - - - - - - -
If this had been any other day, and had they been in any other situation, she would have been elated at the thought of meeting not only one, but two different fairies in the span on one day, especially when they were as kind as Zelda and Fawn had turned out to be. One, a dust keeper fairy like her friend Terence, and the other an animal fairy, which reminded her of Sled and all of the memories she'd shared with him and their friends in her short time in the Winter Woods. But as it was, and despite the curious question that fell from her lips as Fawn helped her to her feet, they had far larger concerns than making new friends right now. Concerns like staying alive and not losing their wings to the storm that raged around their tiny forms. Still holding tight to the other fairy's hand for a moment as she regained her balance, despite the warmth that moved between them from that point of contact, she looked down to the dirt and the grime that still clung to her feet, that had threatened to hold her tightly fastened into the muck beneath them moments earlier. Releasing Fawn's hand, she pushed her dampened hair from her face and tried to center herself. If this other fairy hadn't come along to help her, would she have made it out of the thick mud by herself? Or would it have held her down until the water overwhelmed her? She tried not to think about that possibility and took a long breath, glancing for a moment over her shoulder to her wilting, lifeless wings where they hung at her back. They were losing their color and glow with every moment that slipped by them, and she frowned as she tucked them in closer against her body, trying to ignore the heat rising up in her skin that even the coolness of the rain splattering down around them and rebounding against her legs and arms didn't help.

Fawn had been right before, though. They had move, to get out of here, and quickly, if they had any hope of making it back to the portal alive. She suggested higher ground in a weak voice--weaker than she liked to hear--and found herself wondering for a moment what had happened to Zelda, if the other fairy had ended up in a similar situation to her own. Turning her neck on a tight axis to look around for her, she couldn't help a small sigh of relief when she realized that the dust keeper fairy, at least, was no where to be seen. She only hoped that the wind was kinder to her and that she would make it home safely, just as she hoped for herself and this other fairy. Ignoring each symptom of the heat effecting her that she could manage, the frost fairy shielded her eyes to keep the water from trickling down and obscuring her vision and peered across the open expanse, having a hard time spotting anything that would help them get to a higher vantage point. The sound of Fawn's voice dragged her attention back to the animal fairy, and with a sigh, she sagged and nodded slowly. She wanted to focus on the higher ground first, but she knew that if she didn't find somewhere to cool down soon, she could wind up facing a broken wing, or worse. "Mhm," she murmured softly, trying to stand up straight again and going back to the search. "Anything higher up will do, though...I-I think I can handle it." Her voice was still weak, but she refused to put this other fairy into more danger trying to find somewhere in the savanna that was cool enough for her.

Turning in slow circles to try and find somewhere they could climb up to a safer height, Cadi could feel her hope dwindling as the time dragged by. But when Fawn spoke up, she turned at an almost dizzying speed to see what she was pointing to and nodded quietly. "That could work." With a breath, she rolled her shoulders and started off in that direction, moving a bit more slowly than she might have liked and reaching up to wipe her forehead clean of she sheen of water and sweat that had collected. She could do this. She could handle the warmth just a little bit longer until the storm blew over and they could try and find the portal... "Do you remember how you got here, Fawn? From San Francisco, I mean... Because I think the wind carried me here, but..." Pausing to take a breath and rubbing at her arms, creating bits and pieces of frost between her hands to help cool her skin down. "But I don't remember coming through the portal in the first place..." They were getting close, now...just a bit farther and maybe they could climb up and avoid any flooding the rain might cause. Jingles, she hoped they were right.


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 Posted: Nov 4 2017, 12:30 PM
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"Oh, I wish Tink was here..." Fawn sighed the words out, wistful and anguished. Tinkerbell would have known what to do to get them out and keep the other cold. She was good at figuring things out ---- tinker faeries always were. But, now, it was on her to figure it out and she was struggling. Struggling because it wasn't her expertise and because she was biting back panic. She hated this place. She hated the Portal. Everything here just wanted to keep her in pain, in fear, wrapped in the dark blanket of anxiety that she could never escape. Her mind kept reminding her of when the Portal disappeared and left her in a broken Pixie Hollow for months. It took months for her to find her way again. Months.

The winter faerie didn't have that long. Perhaps if they were somewhere more temperate. But... even animals in the desert needed cold places. Because the days were hot and the nights dead cold. Her snakes burrowed, and it was always colder underground. Perhaps not much colder, but the mugginess could be counteracted if they could find a place like that. A nest or hole, or anything. Maybe she wasn't Tinkerbell, but she was very learned in the ways of animals ---- and maybe that could help.

But for now, the rock was their best bet. Perhaps with the cool moisture in the air, the overhang she could see would provide enough shelter and cool that her new friend wouldn't be hurt. Hopefully. Teeth sank into her bottom lip as she started walking towards it, casting a hopeful glance behind her to see if the other was following. The mud was hard to walk on top of, but at least they didn't sink too badly. The perks of being small.

Her heart skipped a beat, however, at the question and she felt her throat close in on itself. No. No she didn't remember, and she was trying to ignore it. Ignore the fact that the Portal was trying to ruin her life again. "N-No---" She didn't sound so confident now, and her arms curled around her abdoment, shoulders hunching upwards as she tried to steel herself against the sudden onslaught of anxiety. "I don't remember. I was just.... I woke up here. In the rain and mud. And I wanna go back. I gotta get back." Fawn could feel the tears of fear prickling at her eyes and she tried to keep herself from hyperventilating. She had to be strong.

If she crumbled, she wasn't the only one who suffered.

"C'mon. It's not far. We can sit you in that shade for a bit until I can get to the top, okay? It'll be colder there. And the mud----" Fawn stopped short, eyes widening and she whirled around to face her friend. "The mud!" She was thinking about the wrong animals this whole time. She was thinking too small. (Which was a new problem for the animal faerie, honestly.)

"Look, we can use the mud as insulation. It'll keep you cool! Elephants cover themselves in dirt and mud to keep from overheating in the arid climates they live in--- there's no reason it won't work here. If anything... it could save your wings." She was almost bouncing, the Portal long forgotten because she had something to concentrate on. A problem to solve, and a solution that would lead to a better one. She took a breath before kneeling down to grab a handful of the cool mud in her hands.

"Whaddya say? It's worth a shot, right?" Brown eyes looked up at the paler faerie imploringly. She wanted this to work, but she had to have permission. It couldn't hurt, right?

She was remembering correctly.... right?

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have to swim
You gotta swim, Swim for your life. Swim for the music That saves you When you're not so sure you'll survive. You gotta swim, Swim when it hurts. The whole world is watching, You haven't come this far To fall off the earth. The currents will pull you Away from your love. Just keep your head above. I found a tidal wave Begging to tear down the door. Memories like bullets They fired at me from a gun. Cracking me open now. I swim to brighter days, Despite the absence of sun, Choking on salt water. I'm not giving in. You gotta swim For nights that won't end. Swim for your family - - - - - - - - - -
She could both see and feel her skin beginning to flush pink with warmth, her palms clammy and slick as she rubbed them together. Sweat beaded on her forehead despite the coolness of the rain as drop after drop hit the ground at their feet and shattered, splashing against the pair of fairies and soaking their wings, and she struggled to wipe away the sheen of sweat with the back of her hand before it could drip down into her eyes. They needed to get somewhere safe, and quickly, or they would both be in big trouble. Her overheating was only one of their problems, considering the side of the raindrops splashing around them. If one hit their wings at the right angle, they might never fly again... With a labored breath, the winter fairy peered through the sheets of thick raindrops, her eyes squinting as she searched for some place higher up where they could be shaded from the worst of the storm and where the puddles collecting around them wouldn't present the danger of drowning. But she was coming up short, her vision too impaired by the weather and her mind growing more and more distracted by the flush of heat spreading across her skin. She glanced back to see if the other fairy had spotted anything, and tuned into the sound of her voice, her eyes widening at what she heard. Had she just said Tink? That would mean that Fawn knew her sister!

"Did you just say Tink?" For a moment, she forgot about the heat, about the rain, about the danger and the confusion of waking up across the portal and being blown around until she landed here in the mud. She'd learned from Sled that animal fairies were trustworthy, always calm and always knowing what to do when things came down to the wire, but knowing that she was a friend of Tamzin's made her trust her even more. And now that the thought had found its way in, she was sure that she'd heard the name Fawn before...Fawn the animal fairy...she was one of Tamzin's friends from Pixie Hollow who'd tried to help her find her way. Smiling softly, weakly, she let out a breathy laugh. "You're right. She'd know what to do if she was here." She didn't explain how she knew Tink at that moment, not wanting to spend the energy to explain her relationship with her twin until they were out of the way of the rain. Turning away from the other fairy again, she searched through the haze of the storm for higher ground. Fawn pointed out a rock formation that was close enough by that they might make it before the water could trap them in the sand, and she nodded to herself, determined to make it. She may have been at risk of her wings breaking if she continued to heat up, but the water was more of a danger for the both of them. Higher ground was the most important thing for them to find right now, which made the heat and her wings a second priority.

She walked along with the other fairy, struggling to keep pace as her shoulders began to sag and her feet began to drag through the muck and the grime. She could feel her lungs struggling to fill as the sweat continued to bead on her brow, dropping down her skin and slicking her hair to the sides of her face. The heat was bearing down harder on her with each step that they took, but the rocks were getting closer all the time. She just needed to keep herself focused for a while longer. She asked the other fairy if she could remember how she had gotten here where she could not, needing some sort of distraction from the walk ahead of them and the water pooling around her feet and pulling her into the mud with each step. But as Fawn's shoulders hunched, her arms curled around her abdomen, Cadi realized that she'd struck a chord, and with a frown, she pushed herself harder to keep up with the other fairy, hearing the quaver in her voice and frowning herself. "We're going to make it back, Fawn. We have to...we just...need to wait out this storm." She nodded to herself, trying to convince herself that they could get through this as much as she was trying to convince Fawn.

The other fairy seemed to shake off her fear as best she could, trying to formulate their plan out loud as they went, but as she whirled around suddenly to face her, Cadi felt herself stumble back a few steps, eyes wide. "Mud?" she asked, glancing down in wonderment to the muck that covered both of their feet. She didn't know what it was about the mud that had made her so excited suddenly, but as she explained herself, she looked back up to her, eyes still wide. "Do you really think that could work?" She had all but resigned herself to accept that something might happen because of the warmth, that she might lose her wings, but if Fawn was right, if there was a chance that the mud could act as insulation and save them, then she had to try. Swallowing hard, she nodded slowly at the other fairy and wiped at her face again to clear the rain and sweat. Anything was worth a try at this point, she was convinced, as her shoulders slumped further, her voice weak as she responded. "Y-yeah...let's try it. I'll try anything, and...I trust you." She gave another weak smile, stepping closer to the other fairy and looking to the rocks they'd been heading towards. "Should we get closer first? Just to be sure?" she asked, motioning to their destination and wiping face with her forearm, letting out a huff of breath. Taking another handful of steps closer, she felt her wings move helplessly against her back, refusing to glance back over her shoulder and see how her wings must have wilted from the heat and the rain combined. "We're....almost there."


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 Posted: Jun 12 2018, 12:47 PM
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"I did... why?" Fawn turned slightly to face Periwinkle a little better as they trudged, dark eyes not liking how flushed the winter faerie was looking. Her skin was far too red, and her wings were drooping more and more with every moment. It almost was enough to make her panic, and she shook her head. "We can talk about that later! When we get outta here!" She tried to make herself sound peppier and more confident than she felt, because truthfully, she was terrified. They had constantly been told the dangers of any of the winter fae coming into their lands. The warmer seasons. And that wasn't the only danger. The raindrops were huge compared to her, and even her wings were in danger.

This could end in either, or both, of them losing flight forever. Or, death.

The thought sent a chill down the faerie's spine and she took a deep steadying breath. They were going to get out of here and it was going to be fine. But, for now, she had to be stronger than she felt. She had to be stronger than the fissures of doubt she could feel cracking through her surface. No. Nope. Not going to break. She could break when she got home. That was that. It was as simple as that.

"Of course we are!" She managed a smile, that while it was strained and still had a shadow of fear in it, it was brighter than before. "We just need to take care of you first." Because no matter how scared Fawn was, no matter how much danger was being posed to her specifically, Periwinkle was in a lot more danger. And she'd never forgive herself if she was the one who came out of this. Never. Not an option.

This time when she smiled, it was genuine and warm. "Yes, mud." She reassured the other faerie and glanced towards the rock outcropping. "C'mon then." She nodded, brushing wet hair out of her face and trudging forward. She tried to keep her pace slow so that Peri could keep up, but honestly, she wanted out of the rain too. Thankfully, they were almost there and soon she breathed a sign of relief as the jutting stone kept the rain off of them. Now. Back to the insulation.

"If we're doing this, we need to do it fast, before the heat atrophies them any further." The words themselves felt like poison on her lips, but there was nothing for it. It was how things were at the moment, dire and terrifying. "Elephants have trouble regulating their internal temperature in the heat, and they don't have much hair to protect their skin. Which is why it's so leathery, honestly. To protect from sun damage," she said as she knelt in the mud and gathered some in a pile in front of her. Waving a dirtied hand, she motioned for Periwinkle to sit or kneel in front of her. Lower to the ground. It's cooler here. (She might not know how to fix things like Tinker Bell, but... she could console and help.)

[b]"So they take mud baths. They cake themselves in mud and it acts like an natural insulator. Like, you know those lunchboxes with the quilted silver stuff? It's the same concept. It keeps them cool. I really think it'll work. Just long enough for us to get out of here. I'm no healer, but I know animals. And I know this'll work. It can protect your skin, too! Easy peasy lemon squeezy." She wanted to help so desperately. She hated this world. Fawn hated this world more than she ever thought she could. In her past life, it would've seemed like a farce. How could she hate her home? But, ever since the Darkness came, all that this world held for her was pain and fear.

Maybe she just wouldn't come back after this. Maybe this world didn't matter anymore.

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