A/N: This is just a little inspired by the Burberry ad, the fact I gotta prepare a Jane Austen lecture for year 9s and a
little inspired by the fact I’ve been binge-watching Anne of Green Gables, and
I’ve always wanted to write for my favourite Weasley General. Can you
tell I’ve been binge watching Anne of Green Gables? Ya know, because I’m gonna
die alone COVERED IN CAT PISS IT’S HONESTLY FINE. Also, please, please send through some requests, I would really love some :)
Title: Logic Tags: Anne of Green Gables inspired, childhood friends Rating: T (i mean I swear a bit but like…) Words: 2800+ Prompt List:here Master List:here
It was common knowledge to the first families of Arkanis that they
1) A dwindling number. Many married off-planet
and the unfortunately irreversible laws of primogeniture-based titles left the clever
daughters without their rightful inheritances. Many movements of parliament had attempted to repeal the legislation, however there were always obstacles that the women of Arkanis hoped would die of a heart attack sooner rather than later.
2) Bastard sons were so large common that they
were -more often than not-recognised as heirs.
3) Every marriage on Arkanis is chosen.
Now that third piece of knowledge was certainly uncommon practise for
aristocratic families of the inner-rim planets. Royal families of Naboo, Mandalore
and even Alderaan, often resorted to arrangements created by parents via
misinterpreted holomessages and Jedi negotiations of peace. Yet these
arrangements were often loveless, careless and while it did provide the
inner-rim planets the political power they required; what was the logic in that
for an upstart outer-rim planet like Arkanis?
Arkanis was after all, a military planet and nowhere near as ancient as
the inner-rim worlds. They prided themselves on their decorum and their
modernity. The first families of Arkanis were the families of Admirals and
Commadants and Generals and Colonels. Those who gained power as the Empire came
into fruition and those who skilfully navigated the minefield of politics
during that time.
Power on Arkanis, was to be gained by might -war and intellect-
not through something as private and delicate as the tempestuous state of marriage.
Now I know what you’re thinking; Ffionn is as good as dead at this point about to be devoured by these hideous, rambunctious beasts in all a split second, and this would be the end of the story. Fortunately for you, the author is far from ending this tale. The horde of beastly creatures swarmed around dear Ffionn enclosing him in to be able to grasp him with quick ease.
“Please!” Cried Ffionn shivering with terror. “Don’t eat me!” The nightmarish beasts looked among each other before stalking in again. The fox covered his face in fear as he cowered low to the ground dreading the next second of his fate.
“Wait a bloody second-” began Doris. “Is that-” The large teddy bear leaned in close grabbing ahold of one of Ffionn’s arms intently inspecting the fabric of his suit. “Pure cotton!” Gasped Doris appalled. Ffionn scrunched his nose looking blankly up at the teddy bear. “Y-your grace, take a look at this.” Began Doris ushering the vile duchess over. Madame Annette turned in Doris and Ffionn’s direction and sauntered over slyly. Her old, tarnished bones creaked and cracked with each step she took across the dirty wood floor of the dollhouse. The duchess pulled out a pair of lorgnettes to closely inspect frightened Ffionn’s suit fabric.
“He’s not the one we were looking for then-” She exhaled snapping the lorgnettes shut placing them back in her elegant dress made of velvet and taffeta. “Come, come now.” Ffionn felt himself pushed down into a recliner layered with dust. He coughed as the dust plumed from his sudden fall onto it. The duchess stalked closer to the small fox with a crazed gleam in her eyes, lifting the bottom of her tattered dress to sit down. Ffionn shifted uncomfortably in the recliner he was stationed at simply wanting to go home. Or at least- the home that he was familiar with.
“So,” began the duchess turning to Ffionn. “What might your name be?” Ffionn pressed himself into the recliner gripping the arms with his tiny claws.
“F-fionn-” He squeaked out meekly.
“Ffionn.” Repeated Annette to herself letting it roll off the top of her tongue. “What a lovely name. Might I ask what you’re doing here in this part of town?”
“I…” Began Ffionn. “I live here Madame. Although I must say, it’s quite different than the last time I saw it just a few hours ago.” The duchess leaned in narrowing her hollow eyes at the fox in a peculiar manner. She looked as if she wanted to pounce, but held herself back in a polite manner. She turned and clapped her hands twice sticking her nose in the air and called for the Heart Embezzlers.
“Yes your grace?” Snapped the Embezzlers in unison.
“Why don’t you show our dear Ffionn around while the feast is prepared.” Slurred the duchess.
“B-but Madame, I already told you. I live here!” Ffionn argued as he felt himself being pushed out the door hastily.
“Yes, very nice dear. Slurred Annette before slamming the door. Ffionn turned quickly trying to attempt to re-enter the room only to find the door he just exited from, now to be locked. The fox let his paws fall to his sides and curl into a tight clutch as the tip of his tail flicked back and forth in annoyance. He began to breathe heavily as he drowned in anger. He had never felt so bewildered or exasperated in his life. This was all simply one catastrophe after the next! How wretched it was indeed. The Heart Embezzlers stared down, dumbfounded at the little fox’s anger before turning to one another to gossip like snitchy school girls.
“Do you suppose he doesn’t like us?” Whispered One glancing back at Ffionn slightly.
“He’s probably hungry!” chirped Two optimistically.
“Is food all you think about? Use your loaf Two, for goodness sake!” Squawked One grabbing Two’s back key and throttling him around foolishly. “Now then,” He began straightening his tie and jacket. “Let’s make ourselves presentable, shall we?” Both Embezzlers tip toed quietly back to Ffionn who was still shaking furiously with anger.
“Uhmm..Felix?” Asked Two sheepishly, hesitantly tapping the fox on the shoulder. Ffionn pushed the towering doll’s hand away before snapping:
“Well Ffionn, why don’t we show you around like Your grace suggested, ah?”
“I want to be left alone, thank you.” replied Ffionn excusing himself trying his best to stay polite and debonair. Turning away from the Embezzlers, the fox began to set foot in the opposite direction towards the exit.
“One, he’s getting away-” Stressed Two.
“Well are you going to just stand there like a fool, or go get fetch him?” Blathered out One frustratedly to Two who had the most abominable smile on his face.
“Well, I suppose we best go and fetch the lad. So that th’ boss doesn’t go and…well you know.” Announced Two twiddling his long appendages, looking up cheekily at the first Embezzler who only stared back with utmost disgust. One sighed loudly as his brow furrowed before putting a finger to his lips hushing Two. Now what happened next is quite bizarre; but to the Embezzlers it was nothing special. The first Embezzler let his long figure relax as he melted into a black mass. The only thing that could distinguish his face from the rest of his body was his swirling white pupils spiraling infinitely. The second Embezzler followed as One began scurrying up the wall gliding with ease.
Now Ffionn on the other hand, was making his way towards the door about to step out to the hot, cobblestone ground. He wasn’t quite sure where he would go to return home. Or the home he knew at least, but he knew instinctively setting foot would eventually lead him back. The fox strolled along to the back of the dollhouse where the courtyard garden bestowed and opened the old creaky gate to enter. Ffionn looked up shocked as he saw what was once dense foliage and flowers, to now be dead and dull covered by a thick layer of thorny, black vines. Gently closing the gate behind him, Ffionn began to saunter uncomfortably as he passed each dead, dry flower. The fox suddenly stopped as he heard something slither across the ground stealthily behind him.
“Who’s there?” Squeaked Ffionn anxiously. He began to break into a cold sweat as he heard the slithering once again, making it’s way across the old ground. Ffionn’s emerald eyes scanned the garden ground for any sort of animal or fellow doll, but nothing was in sight. Beginning to think his mind was simply playing tricks on him, Ffionn turned back around to continue walking among the garden. He passed what were once Poppies, Daisies, Magnolias, Dahlias. Rhododendrons, and Tiger Lilies, along with Orchids. Ffionn suddenly stopped again as he felt something cold brush against his feet. Looking up to his dismay, he found himself at the Pernicious Rose bush. The vines heaved as if they were breathing; or as if someone was hiding in them breathing long, and heavily.
“Show yourself.” Said Ffionn sternly. For he was simply tired of all these games and running around. All he wanted was to go home.
“My dear Ffionn-” Croaked a raspy voice emerging from behind the vines. “-surely you’re not leaving already? Why, you just got here.” The Specter stepped forward as his speckled, hollow mouth dripped with a toxic looking ink. Ffionn looked down shuffling about uncomfortably as the ghoulish being stalked closer lifting his chin up.
“I-I don’t belong here.”stuttered Ffionn avoiding any eye contact. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I will be on my way home now.” The fox turned beginning to walk away again before he felt the Specter forcefully grab ahold of his shoulder sliding something into his paw. Ffionn held up his paw to see that a ticket was placed in it. It was gold, and had white trimming around it with transparent roses. Ffionn turned the ticket around to see someone had hastily wrote “DON’T BE LATE!” on the back in thick, black letters and then looked back at the Specter confused.
“Whatever may this be for?” He asked looking up into his hollow, dead eyes.
“Goodness, you’re quite simple minded for a fox- what else does it look to be for?” Snapped the Specter in annoyance. The fox looked back down at his paw slightly embarrassed. For it was the second time someone compared his intelligence to his species. He was beginning to feel rather weak from it.
“I’m not sure, a show or fair of some type..” Winced Ffionn. He slowly looked back up to face the Specter only to see the sight of the rose vines that bestowed him before. Letting out an exhausted sigh, Ffionn decided it was probably not the best thing to leave this place. Not quite yet. He feared his well being and if he would even make it out alive at this point. Pulling his hat tightly to his head, he headed back to the dollhouse where he decided to give in and be escorted.
Even though he already knew the place.
“One! There he is!” Shrieked Two pointing furiously in Ffionn’s face as he walked back up the porch. One slapped Two’s hand away and ushered him to be quiet.
“Now’s our chance you fool, get him!” Whispered One. Right as the Embezzlers were to pounce on the little fox, he turned around to face them causing them to jump quite frightened.
“Would you mind escorting me around?” Asked Ffionn politely. Both Embezzlers looked at each other confused before smiling deviously at each other crafting a plan.
“Only if you let us catch you.” Exclaimed One. Ffionn rolled his eyes at the Embezzlers’ tomfoolery deciding to give into their games just this once.
“Alright, you’ve got me.” Said Ffionn in monotony holding his arms out in front of him as if a constable had caught him. Both Embezzlers pounced on the fox and grabbed an available limb to show off to their dictator. Poor Ffionn was frightened by their unpredictable reactions. He grew nauseous as his body swung back and forth while the Embezzlers ran like maniacs down winding hallways, through peculiar rooms, and up spiraling staircases. Suddenly, he was dropped down with a loud thud as One knocked on the door to the room they visited the Specter earlier. Not getting a reply, the Embezzler opened the door just a peek and popped his head in.
“Boss-?” He squeaked. No one replied. Scowling and scanning the room once more, One closed the door again gently. “It seems th’ Boss is out!” He exclaimed turning towards Two and Ffionn. “I suppose we better escort you around.” Both reached down taking one hand of Ffionn and began to lead him off.
“Uhm-” spat out Ffionn nervously. “Sir Embezzlers, for the hundredth time I already know this place.” One’s spiraling eye focused down at the small fox letting his paw go.
“Very well. Come along Two, we best be on our way.” Replied One pulling Two away with him. Ffionn felt slightly guilty shoving the two blokes away. He was reluctantly beginning to enjoy their presence.
“Sir Embezzlers, wait!” He called. Both turned to see what the fox had to say. “I’m sorry I’ve been so dreadfully rude..I’d actually like for you to stay.” One snapped a confused look at Two before warming up and smiling softly at the fox.
“Thank you kindly.” Nodded One. “I suppose we could get to know each other more. Do tell us about yourself, your friends, hobbies, anything really!”
“Well,” began Ffionn. “I have a wonderful friend named Stephan! We do everything together.” The fox stood proudly as he bragged about his friend to the Embezzlers.
“Stephan?” Chuckled Two. “Sounds like a name my grandmother would name her pet jackass.”
“Two, you don’t have a grandmother-” reminded One as Two wheezed obnoxiously with laughter. Ffionn looked at the two imbeciles shocked that they would say such a thing.
“You- y-you blockheads!” Cried Ffionn kicking the Heart Embezzler in the shin to hear him howl in pain.
“F-forgive me Felix..” Stated Two. “Stephan..heh, what a lovely name!”
“It’s Ffionn-” corrected the fox growing annoyed once again regretting his decision to stay with the Embezzlers.
“I like you Ffionn! Y’know; to make it up to you..” Began Two. “Why don’t we make you one of us?”
“I beg your pardon?” Questioned Ffionn.
“Oh you know, part of the family!” Chirped Two nudging the fox on the shoulder playfully. Ffionn looked downwards, deep into the Embezzler’s spiraling eyes as they pleaded his for his approval. He figured he could please them for the while he was here seeing that he wouldn’t be getting home just quite yet to his dismay.
“Oh alright.” Agreed Ffionn loosening his high strung stance. The Heart Embezzlers jumped with delight with One pulling a jar of what looked to be black ink, and Two pulling out a small paintbrush. Ffionn squinted his eyes as he looked at the jar in particular he could’ve sworn he’s seen before. He remembered how toxic the ink looked as it was broiling and bubbling within the cheap, glass jar. But at the same time, this was all new and he doubted that he had even seen it at all.
“Is that,” Began Ffionn stepping closer to the jar to almost touch it. He searched desperately for the word that distinguished the familiar image. “Demon ink?”
“Why of course! It’s authentic, from th’ Boss himself.” Purred One beginning to open the jar’s lid. Ffionn immediately stood back as it all came back to him now. He could hear Stephan’s voice in the back of his head explaining how deadly this substance was to a mortal doll.
“One touch to a doll’s fabric and you’re done for. It disintegrates substances like sulfuric acid, and burns like fire.”
“What are you going to do with it-?” Stressed Ffionn pushing himself against the door behind him growing anxious.
“It won’t hurt you, Two and I already went through with it.” One pointed to one of his cheeks where a small heart was painted. The other had one symmetrical to it.
“Why do I need that?” Cried the fox as his stomach began to tie knots on itself as the two Embezzlers stalked closer. They ignored the fox’s question and proceeded to dip the small paintbrush into the jar and held it close to Ffionn’s face to paint a small heart on it. The fox clenched his eyes shut waiting for the worst to come.
“There now,” began One. “I can now proudly announce that you’re one of us.” Ffionn opened his eyes to find himself perfectly unharmed as One reached behind his coat to pull out a small hand mirror. Ffionn took the mirror to see the same heart markings on his cheeks as the Embezzlers, studying them closely.
“Come lad, let us show you how to get around.” Cooed One gently taking ahold of the small fox’s paw. “You might need it.”
Sorry guys no pattern for this one. The sleeves were so challenging that I honestly don’t know how I pulled it off. I am working on a pattern for a straight forward polka dot sweater since I got so many likes and comments on the body, but it is still in the works!
just a couple of cute little shots of mine and Laura’s fem!Wirt & Greg from ECCC. Really stoked over how sharp these ended up looking, and we’ll definitely be wearing them again. And hopefully doing a shoot at Cypress Falls~?