Chapter 5: Stories of magic and...
Recap: Now! Don't be mad at me for being caught in the moment! My best friend and proprietor of this hotel IS, in this chapter!
(Picture of Kiera and Key behind Sammy and Noah.)
So there I was, about to go find my best friend Narrie Middlecreek when all of the sudden...
"Liquid? Secret material?" Kiera muttered as she held onto her baby and smiled, and swayed side to side, and asked, "Would you like to hear about the prince who had to FIND the liquid like cloth in the first place?"
So here I am... Caught in between wanting to hear the story and also finding it a little childish to want to even WANT to listen to the story, so...
Sammy laughed and told me, "Don't worry, it'll be short."
"Okay!"
"So." Kiera took a deep breath and let out, "This story is about the prince who picked up the liquid material to take to the queen and..." She sat down with key and Noah on the bench and told us what happened next!
"How when he saw free cutoffs he decided to attach them to the dragon." Then she told Key, "Maybe if Mommy told me what she's been up to I wouldn't get so freaked out when she gives me a present... Huh, what do you think Key?"
"Whatever..." Yeah, I am not supposed to be listening to this story.
"But then the dragon told my prince to surprise me with a special crown, but when the prince picked up the crown, the dragon split town without him but left a note saying something stupid like, "Love you, be back soon."
"So basically." Keira finished, "The dragon gave the prince a crown to give to me and took her away and never came back."
"Not a very patient prince then!" Sammy blurted out as Joy laughed at the chaotic mess of a story.
"Yeah..." Kiera said as she picked up her coffee mug and watched the strange interaction between a living teddy bear that's pretending to be "normal" and her sibling Sammy.
"Yes, you can play." Sammy told Noah after the teddy bear crawled up onto the back of the bench and pulled at Sammy's ear, "Jeesh Noah. You can even shout and literally do whatever you want here!"
"Hi." Noah hopped down and started playing with Key. And well... I'm starting to think it's kinda hard pretending to be a teddy bear...
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Well I was feeling trapped until my best friend in the whole wide world, Narrie Middlecreek started to head down the circus path with Chedder! "Hey!"
but... That's also about the time when I started to imagine not only becoming friends with Sammy, but their going to help me make fairy wings that flutter in the breeze like a real sparkling dragon. And then well... Even if I can't dress up in awesome costumes in school!
(Here's a picture of why I probably shouldn't dress up as a fairy creature in school anyways... I mean those oversized wings probably actually aren't even appropriate...)
Well... I certainly can here on the sidewalks of Noel!
At least until I imagine taking up the whole sidewalk and knocking... 'Sorry Mr Jenkins!'
Well it's cool, I mean, like, look at my hair, it's already that glittery fairy goodness that some of my classmates keep on making fun of... But Hey! I'm going to go to middle school here with Narrie next year, NO, MATTER, WHAT!!!
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"So Sunny?" Narrie started to ask me when we got to the clearing, "Did you see Key's little teddy bear move too? Outside? And talk?"
Me I was... Ummm.
"Good battery!" She exclaimed and I... Like, am I supposed to actually be honest be completely honest? Yes, yes, I am going to be honest with my best friend, I don't wanna keep secret from her!
"Yes she..." I took a deep breath and changed my mind. "It.. No. No, no... Yes she did Narrie," I acted like auntie when she's playing make believe and puts on her exaggerated American accent, "and I am tired of pretending that Noah can't Honey. That she isn't real just because Noah's different, but..." I stared at my best friend who was probably going to laugh in my face and do the worst possible thing to me...
Never wanna see me again. "Noah moves and talks very well..."
Narrie smiled at me and said, "Cool."
Do I think that she thinks that I think that I am just making up silly stories? Well... I don't know, but she just spun around and... Stared directly in my eyes!
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"So you do you know what their story is!" Narrie barked at me... I forgot about this! "So spill!"
"Well," My voice rose as I bit my lip and attempted to explain, "a few months back you know that Mom took me to look for a dragon that was lost in the woods and...!"
I sucked in a deep breath and now... I'm pretty sure that Mom would have actually told me to keep this a secret, but... The only thing she warned me about was that people might think that I'm making up stories.
"Okay..." Narrie looked in the sky, "So no dragons here?"
"No!" I blurted out! "I mean we have dragons in Noel, in fact this whole festival is actually a..."
Now I know that that might be a secret so..! "Well anyways, Mom let me tag along because Emerald crashed a dragon and it was reported and Mom had to clean up the mess and she actually let me come and learn a little bit about what she does other life. And it was really cool."
Well! Narrie is smiling at me so I just KNOW that it's safe to tell her more!
"And then Mom kept talking about how Purple Flame was so healthy and beautiful and how in our hometown of Noel." Did I dare spill my deepest darkest secret???
Yes! "Mom has a dragon clinic right? Well something I think, but don't know for certain is that Mom started the dragon festival in the first place to take any suspicion that magical beings like dragons even exist!"
As Narrie and Cheddar circled around where the circus tent was a few months ago I...
"Well." I continued to blab, "It was the day before the beginning of the school year when Mom did the unthinkable and told Uncle Randy that she wants him to help me find the magic."
"Hmm!" She said, basically... Narrie kept on telling me that me before school started I'd probably get to do SOMETHING cool with uncle Randy... And yeah, I was joking about it like literately every day until...
Poof! I "magically" stopped complaining about uncle Randy being boring.