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Raindrop's First Day at the Hospital:

Inevitably, the time came when Jinxeh had to take Raindrop to the Gaian Hospital. She hadn't really wanted to, but the bathroom pipes began to leak and the water would not stay in the washbasin. At first, Jinxeh had wanted to just drop Raindrop back into the toilet again, but then that had overflowed, and she realised just how unhygienic keeping a Raindrop that liked sitting in her hair, in the lavatory.

So Jinxeh took Raindrop to the Gaian Hospital. She filled her lunchbox with water, added a sprinkling of raspberry-scented bubble bath for good measure, then plonked poor Raindrop inside and firmly closed the lid.

If Jinxeh had her way, Raindrop would have stayed in that lunchbox all day. But it was not to be. Measures conspired against the unfortunate student.

Her lunchbox had a crack! And Raindrop managed to wriggle its way out! The scent of raspberries began to fill the hospital ward.

"I can smell dessert!" one of the patients crowed delightedly just as lunchtime came around. "I bet we're having raspberry pudding!"

"You only get pudding at dinner," her neighbour argued.

"Well it's dinnertime isn't it?"

"What are you talking about? It's not dinnertime!"

"Of course it is. We're having dinner now, aren't we?" the patient bawled to a frazzled Jinxeh passing by.

"Er... No. It's lunchtime," Jinxeh said, wondering if the poor old lady was having early signs of dementia, or perhaps even confusion brought on by delirium.

"What was that?" the rather deaf old lady bawled again, but Jinxeh had already reached the safety of the nurses' station and so did not hear.

By that time, the smell of raspberries had disappeared and the patients were rather confused. The ward was filled with the sound of an irascible old lady grumbling about the expected raspberry pudding that never arrived.

Raindrop’s Butter Adventure:

It was a cold and breezy night, but Jinxeh was safe inside the hotel dining on quite lovely dishes. She was attending a talk on back pain. The speaker held their attention as he described pain management at the front of the room.

Then she heard something move. A moth was disturbing the table at the front. Jinxeh’s lips quirked in brief amusement, but then she turned her attention back to the speaker.

Ten minutes later.

Thunk.

Something hit the table.

Jinxeh’s head whipped around. A moth had landed on the notes belonging to the lady two seats across. At least, everyone else thought it was a moth. Jinxeh knew better.

RAINDROP?!?!?!

The little wethkin was sitting on the paper, wings brought close to its blue body. The lady was looking at the ‘moth’ with brows raised. Then Raindrop zoomed up and disappeared. Jinxeh breathed a sigh of relief.

One minute later, Raindrop hit the table again, flying drunkenly about across the tablecloth, whacking things as it flew. Jinxeh began to strongly suspect her wethkin had got into the wine bottles - and she was concerned Raindrop would flop into her drink, when Raindrop suddenly landed in the lady across the table’s butter.

The wethkin tried to get free, but its wings were stuck.

The lady looked at it for a moment, eyeing her bit of butter.

Then her hand whipped out and she scrunched the wrapping over it, firmly squashing the ‘moth’. If it had really been a moth, she would surely have killed it. But it was a wethkin, and Raindrop continued to beat its wings frantically against the butter it was trapped in.

Afterwards, Jinxeh had to retrieve that bit of butter, nabbing it before the waiters took it away. Quickly unscrunching it, she set Raindrop free, and the wethkin, all covered in butter, zipped out into the air.

Raindrop meets Endymion:

The little wethkin had been sleeping (if wethkin ever slept). Or at least, it was the closest thing to sleeping, on account of the wethkin’s busy little thoughts no longer progressing at light-speed but subsiding to something far more normal and manageable. In this state of half-dozing, Raindrop floated in its bubble bath, a faint stream of bubbles marking its snores.

And then a light snapped on in the hallway outside the bathroom, jolting Raindrop awake from pleasant dreams. Rudely shocked by this sudden disturbance, Raindrop grumbled in protest - just in time to realise that Keilyna had just come in late as per usual. Raindrop had noted that it was quite strange that Keilyna seemed to be spending more and more time out at night... much to Jinxeh’s staid disapproval, and the two sisters had even argued about it at times.

“It’s dangerous!” Jinxeh would cry and yet Keilyna would persist in going out to catch butterflies.

But tonight, things were different because Jinxeh stepped in through the front door right after Keilyna. She was holding a basket under one arm and something appeared to be inside.

“He’s sleeping,” Jinxeh said.

Curious, Raindrop fluttered up out of the water. Raindrop knew they weren’t referring to it!

The two sisters carried the basket into the kitchen and left it there... only once they had gone off to brush their teeth did Raindrop get a chance to see what they had brought home. It wandered closer to the basket, leaving trails of water everywhere.

Inside was the strangest, furriest creature it had ever seen and the creature had butterfly wings...

Raindrop was horribly bored.
Jinxeh seemed to have quite forgotten about it, given her studies. And Jinxeh wasn't even going out interesting places so that Raindrop could go along, too! No, she was stuck inside... reading books... and Raindrop was left all alone in the bathroom.

Splash splash.

Splash splash.

It had been fun to play at first, but now Raindrop wanted something else to do. But what?

It decided to tag along and see what Zuri did all day. With that in mind, the wethkin waited for its chance.

Jinxeh's Livejournal Entry:

So I was reading the newspaper over breakfast, like you do, when I get attacked by a flying raindrop. Yes, you guessed it, Raindrop upped out of its basin and insisted on jumping all over the newspaper. The newspaper got very wet, I could hardly read it, but I couldn't get rid of Raindrop either. Then I realised the Wethkin was getting all excited over a picture of the equator and tropical islands. Apparently, Raindrop wants to go on holiday (but it can't say it properly). All it can manage is 'holday' - as if I want to spend a day in a hole.

I can't really afford to go anywhere tropical, but I'll have to keep an eye out for a cheap holiday package for all of us (Raindrop, Kei, Zuri and myself)

RP by Keilyna and Jinxeh - Part 2
Key: Keilyna = Dark blue, Jinxeh = Violet

"Where froot-cake?" Raindrop demanded from its perch on top of a chair. "Raindrop wants play."
The little Wethkin looked around, but could still see no sign of the errant Spritkin.
"Raindrop want play NOW!" it added for emphasis. "So why froot-cake hide?"

Kinyunya, the 'froot-cake', was hiding under that exact same chair. It was sure this was all a trick- as soon as it ventured out from underneath the chair, it knew that the evil oversized raindrop and the flying vegetable would come and attack and eat it all up! The flying vegetable had said earlier on that it wanted to eat Kinyunya, after all.
Kinyunya not trust 'drop and onion, it thought to itself. 'Drop want play? No! 'Drop want eat. The little Spritkin snorted to itself.

Raindrop suddenly stiffened on top of its perch. It had heard something! A faint, faint noise- but it was sure that it had not been imagining things.
And this faint, faint noise had come from underneath the very chair it was sitting upon.

Raindrop fluttered down to investigate, and peered underneath the chair. However, it was one of those sitting chairs that has no legs- or if it has legs, they are so wide and stubby that they might as well not exist. Thus, the space between the bottom of the chair and the floor was almost negligible. In fact, it was only about the height of a Wethkin puff.
It was dark underneath the chair (as would be expected), so Raindrop peered unsuccessfully into that darkness.
"Froot-cake there?" it trilled.

Kinyunya steadfastly ignored the words of the evil oversized raindrop.
It thinks to lure me with innocent words... but I know it's true nature, it thought. Don't trust it at all!
The Spritkin eyed the looming countenance of the evil oversized raindrop which was peering underneath the chair straight at it, then turned its back on the Wethkin in a huff.

Raindrop was disappointed.
"Where froot-cake then?" it asked the dark space underneath the chair.
Then, it ventured forth into the darkness.

Kinyunya not here, Kinyunya not here!
But saying the words over and over in its head did not help Kinyunya one bit at all. The evil oversized raindrop was still suspicious, and now it was invading the Spritkin's hiding place! It was moving slowly forwards, but Kinyunya realised that it would soon be discovered, anyway... so it shot out the other side of the chair, bouncing away from the scene as fast as it could.

Something big and brown zoomed out from under the chair!
"Froot-cake!" Raindrop burbled delightedly, zooming underneath the chair and out the other side in pursuit of the fleeing Spritkin. "We play! Chasey, then!"
The little water droplet arrowed unerringly towards the fruitcake.

Kinyunya squeaked in fright.
"C...chasey?" it cried, bouncing frantically out of the room and into the corridor. "Kinyunya not want play! Just want to be left alone!"
The frightened fruitcake skittered rapidly down the hallway and disappeared into another room.

Of course, Raindrop followed the little Spritkin.
Down the corridor, into the next room- but where was the fruitcake?
Oh! There! It was hiding inside a box, but that soon changed as Raindrop zoomed towards the offending container.

"Stop chasing Kinyunya!" the Spritkin cried, quickly evacuating its unsuccessful hiding place with an enormous bound. "Go chase your own friends!"
Kinyunya skidded on the floor, narrowly missed by Raindrop, and exited the room again in a flurry of crumbs.
Where to go next?
Aha!
In a neighbouring room, there was a pile of clothes messily dumped on the floor. Kinyunya scuttled inside and quickly buried itself in the pile.
Kinyunya safe now, it thought to itself.

Huh?
"Where froot-cake go now? Too fast for Raindrop," the little Wethkin mourned, peeking out into the corridor.
It looked down.
"Crumb-trail!" it exclaimed exultantly, following the aforementioned trail...
To a pile of clothes in the middle of another room.
"Can't escape Raindrop now!" it exclaimed gleefully, literally dropping out of the air onto the pile of clothes.

Thud!
"Owowowowowowow!" the pile of clothes yelled, wriggling and squirming. "Get off Kinyunya, get off Kinyunya!!"
But there was no escape.
Kinyunya was pinned down flat.

"Got you!" Raindrop burbled happily, bouncing up and down on its new acquisition. "Now you have to come and swim in Raindrop's pool."
The puff tightly grabbed hold of the fruitcake, and the protesting Spritkin was dragged off to its 'lair'...

...And, far away, in the kitchen, Zuri was happily munching upon a normal fruitcake, totally oblivious to the yelling, struggling and shrieking Spritkin's plight as it was dragged off to its DOOM.

(Er, well, actually... not quite- Kinyunya still survived to see another day, but, as expected, tried to keep out of Raindrop and Zuri's way as much as possible after that incident.)