Person A: “You have the magic, I have the coffee, everything is going to workout.”
Person B: “Coffee doesn’t solve our problems!”
Person A: “Neither does magic if you can’t use it properly. Drink up. We are going to be up all night.”
“Dawn, let meclue you in on something; ‘he’ll make dad flip’ is not a good basis for a
was putting together another stupid bouquet or corsage or whatever it was this
time, humming something boppy under her breath. She cut the song off and turned
to glare at her. “That is not why I like him.”
“You just said
so!” Marianne said.
countered. “I said it was one reason – not the only one!”
Once upon a time, a little Fairy Princess tumbled into the Forest…
I swear to God, this fanfic hit me with all the subtlety of a wreaking ball while I was showering this morning. It refused to be ignored until I wrote it down, even with all the messages I need to respond to and the fact that I was only going to work on the next fanfic in my timeline. I can make no excuses for the sheer fluff here, my muse takes what it wants. Hope you enjoy!
She hadn’t meant to stumble into the Forest, hadn’t meant to tumble down between the primroses, leaves and brambles catching in her hair, but Marianne wasn’t going to let that stop her from looking around the
unfamiliar landscape, her large eyes getting even wider at how alien everything
was. Everything was so dark…