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 Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2012 9:04 pm
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Posted: Tue Dec 25, 2012 9:08 pm
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Odette had been saving all of her beetles for this day. Because today was a joyous occasion! It wasn’t every day that one of your closest friends was having her wriggling day on the same day as a major holiday! Why, it was such a joyous occasion that Odette splurged and purchased the cutest cake she could find in the marketplace. Of course, it wasn’t very large of a cake, and the flavor was a mystery to her, but she was nonetheless proud of her purchase and couldn’t wait to see the look on friend’s faces when they saw this cake.
Thankfully, she had enough money left over to purchase tickets to Chittentown, because walking that distance in her current stature would be… difficult to say the least. While the ride to Chittentown wasn’t nearly as difficult as a walk would be, this ride was much more interesting. She sat next to a disinterested yellowblood, probably tired from the hustle-and-bustle of New Hemisect City. Odette refrained from starting up any conversation with the troll— after all it was only proper etiquette refrain from approaching those of higher blood. As time passed, the yellowblood stood up and ventured out of the cart, leaving enough room for Odette to place the boxed cake down on the now-empty seat. Odette continued to observe the passing scenery through the window. It was so interesting to observe this changes in foliage and environment, all happening so quickly. Typically Odette would get motion sickness from this, but she was too distracted by happy thoughts to be bothered. She was lost in her own little world.
“Miss? I am so, so sorry—” were the words that snapped her out of her daze. She turned to the source, and found that it was the yellowblood from earlier. “I wasn’t looking and… and…”
What on Alternia was he apologizing for? Then it hit her. Looking down at the seat the cake was in, Odette found a disaster. While the cake wasn’t completely crushed, the box had a giant dent in it, which smeared all of the beautiful icing on the cake. What had previously said “Happy Wriggling Day!” was now totally illegible. Odette’s face turned the brightest shade of red and tears started to form as the train stopped at the station. Her beautiful gift was ruined! She weakly shoved her way past the yellowblood and off the cart. She rushed over to Vremea’s hive as fast as her little legs could carry her, careful to not trip and ruin the cake even more. It would be awful to make the cake totally inedible by dropping it in the sand. She slowed as she approached the door to Vremea’s hive, frozen with the thought of how Vremea might react to the ruined cake. It took all of her emotional energy to raise her little fist to the door and knock just loud enough for anyone inside to hear. Head hung in shame, she waited patiently for Vremea’s answer.
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Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2012 7:07 pm
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Just a little bit more... Stretch your arms, Vremea, that's it, that's it, just a bit more...
There! Vremea had been reaching over to hang a festive prop up onto her hives wall, but as she was too small, she couldn't reach. She had to resort to more difficult methods— meaning standing on chairs, almost falling, the like. It was worth it, though, as she knew Athene would be surprised. She just knew it. And because of that, this day needed to be perfect.
Well, not exactly perfect, but it needed to be enjoyable at the least— for Athene and Odette, she meant. Vremea paused for a second and stepped off the chair, walking backwards and looking at the angle... Before slipping backwards on a small bit of slime she had forgotten to clean up after moving the portable recooperacoons to her hiveroom. Vremea yelped, falling backwards and hitting her head hard before groaning and just laying down on the floor, hoping the small headache that had come would disappear. But, knowing that she would focus too much on the fact that her brain hurt, she relaxed and instead let her mind wander.
Two nights ago, she had arranged a small celebration get-together for 12th Perigees with her two closest pals, Odette and Athene. Of course, she didn't mention Athene's wiggling day at all, duh! A surprise was a surprise for a reason! Instead, both she and Odette conversed about how they would celebrate it— maybe, they could go to see the theater? Go to the park in New Hemisect? But then after everything, it wouldn't be fun having to part ways... Maybe a sleepover?
A sleepover had gotten her thinking— when was the last time she arranged one??
Never! Exactly. Vremea had to do this!
She had obviously asked Yakmom for permission, and she had said yes!! The day was set and they had arranged everything! She had just finished putting up the decorations she had spent a while personalizing to look better and was just waiting on Odette, whom was in charge of bringing the cake.
Aha! Knocks on the door, that must've been Odette! Vremea sat up and dusted her small, slightly festive grey dress off before rushing to get the door, plastering a welcome smile on her face. She opened the door with a gleeful smille in her face and then saw the sad redbloods head hung in shame. Vremea's face immediately shifted from happiness to worry. "Oh goodness, Odette! Are you alright? Did you get hurt...? Did someone mistreat you or speak to you in a rude way?" Vremea asked, pulling the redblood inside and closing the door behind her, putting a hand on the frail girls shoulder and looking her up and down, checking for any cuts. She saw none. "What happened?" She asked worriedly, not even noticing the somewhat smushed up box in her small hands. What could have it been?
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Posted: Tue Dec 16, 2014 5:42 pm
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It had been awhile since Athene had spent 12th Perigee's Eve with anyone and she was a little excited to be honest. Vremea had invited her and Odette to a sleepover, as a way to celebrate the holiday and grow closer together, and Athene was glad that this wasn't going to be another holiday spent alone. Not that she minded, she loved spending time with Fluffdad, but it was nice to be with other trolls. So that night she made sure to close down the shop tight, double checking to make sure it was locked and everything was put away despite the fact she hadn't used it much lately. Fluffdad was alright in his part of her hive, despite her minor worrying, and he made sure she had everything together before she finally left and made her way down to the train station.
The trip to Chittentown was a bit far and Athene was glad she had saved enough to take the train. The ride was nice enough, anyways, and she spent most of it knitting and staring out the window in fascination at the scenery. The knitting wasn't necessary, as she had two gifts for her friends quietly stowed away in a bag that she carried around with her, but it was calming anyways. As excited as Athene was, she was a little nervous about it. After all, she had never really spent the night at another troll's hive! Sure she had gotten close to a few trolls but eventually they always drifted away before anything really happened. A small smile flitted across her face as she thought of spending the night with everyone and she quietly wished the ride would go by faster.
Eventually, despite her wishes of the ride to go faster, Athene arrived at Chittentown and managed to get off the train. It was a little earlier than she had expected and she decided to immediately get to Vremea's hive. It was time! Excitedly she made her way, making sure to not bump into anyone in her haste, but when she arrived she saw a scene that was much different than she expected. Was that Odette crying?
Athene rushed forward, reaching the pair out front. "What's wrong?" She asked, unsure what to do.
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Posted: Tue Mar 17, 2015 12:05 pm
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Odette sniffled, doing her best to not get her tears or... other fluids on the box in her hands. She looked up at Vremea, and then to Athene, before looking down at the box again in shame. "It's ruined!" She cried, holding out the smushed box. "I worked so hard to pay for it, but I wasn't paying attention and- and..." Odette bit her lip, trying hard to keep her tears down. She extended her arms, holding out the cake as far away from her wet face.
"It's all my fault!" She cried, hiccuping loudly. She was such a mess, always making a fool of herself. What did Vremea and Athene even want to do with a mess like her? Now that she was tiny, she was even more of a mess than before. What did those two even see in her?
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