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 Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 9:04 am
Sally wobbled around the star festival. Everything was so pretty! She found the place where everyone was writing wishes. What should she wish for? Everyone to be happy? No...everyone to find love? No...she sat and pondered over her question with a thoughtful look on her face.
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 4:14 pm
Ascher was, for once, without his mother. He didn't know how he felt about that exactly. Ruri was always there with him, no matter what, her or Eriol anyways, since Una was usually off and about if she wasn't with the family. In fact, Eriol was hovering in the trees, hopping from wishing branch to wishing branch and giving off a delightfully pleasant orange blossom smell from the steam coming out his nose. As Ascher approached the central wishing tree, Eriol made a bit of a nest for himself up in its branches, letting his tail fall over the side and swing as he kept an eye on his little master. The big mistress would be furious if anything happened to the little prince while on the tea dragon's watch.
In the interem, Ascher had been looking at some of the shallow wishes that people were writing on their little slips of paper. What would a slip of paper do? What would wishing for something do? He wished things weren't as they were quite often, but it didn't change his stature in life. He wished he had some more friends, but it didn't mean he left his mother long enough anymore to find any. It was a shortcoming on his part, and he knew to take responsibility for it, he wasn't going to try and wish it away on something else just because of a festival. He was good enough a person without wishing. He just wanted to take care of everyone.
Looking over, he spotted a vaguely familiar face. Wasn't that that girl he'd met once long ago? ......Sally, wasn't it? He remembered her being quiet and quite ladylike, and remembered that he'd liked her that first meeting. But he'd been so immature back then that he hadn't given her much thought. It really was frustrating to be almost a man still stuck in a child's body and could look at things from a distance now. Walking over to her, her plucked a tiny orange blossom that Eriol had started making an nest with (since tea dragons can make their respective flowers bloom around them when they want to), and walked over to the little salmon princess.
"Hello, Miss Sally......fancy seeing you again after all this time, hm? Were you going to wish for something?" he asked softly, his voice steady and gentile, but with an underlying strength of will that he would not pass up the chance to make a real friend for once instead of being content to live in his sister's shadow. He hadn't started out that way, and it was time for him to act like the rightful prince he was again, he figured. Tucking the little white and pale orange blossom into the crook of Sally's chopsticks as if it were hair, he smiled at her kindly.
"There, now you look like the festival princess. Maman' wanted to know how you were doing too, she hasn't seen you around the shop lately, at least now when she's been working," he said in friendly conversation, watching Eriol huff out some more steam from his nostrils and then start nibbling on a tree leaf, shaking his mane a little as he did so.
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 4:22 pm
Sally looked up when the other ferment walked over. She smiled as she did remember seeing him before at a game of tag. "I was thinking what to wish for. It's hard to think of something. I want to wish for everyone, but what do everyone want?"
She felt the blossom stuck in her chopsticks and smiled, "Well, thank you. You look like a prince, as always." He was the little prince after all. "I'm doing fine, meeting other people." She had met quite a few and some had grown while she hadn't, but because she was too kind it didn't bother her to be smaller than everyone else. "How are you?"
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 5:34 pm
Ascher nodded, looking back up at the tree and supervising the napping Eriol. With a small incline of his head, he graciously took the 'prince' compliment. He WAS the little prince of Gogo Sushi after all, or at least his mother had nicknamed him so. He liked to think he was a more gracious prince charming than an 'in your face' one like he used to be. Disney values still stuck with him though, since Ruru was raising the family on them. With a sigh, he batted at a low-hanging slip of paper. A wish.
"I cannot tell you what to wish for, Miss Sally.....I don't feel the need to wish for anything really.....it's never done me much good in the past, even though Maman' believes in it strongly. I have no idea how many times she's had me watch Pinocchio to make me believe in them again too.....but that doesn't mean YOU shouldn't wish for something. Why wish for everyone though? Do you not care about yourself either? It may be selfish of me to think that way but.....you're very deserving of a personal gift from the heavens, if there are any to be given," he remarked, contemplating his words carefully so as not to seem like such a 'downer' as his mother said. It wasn't that he didn't like the festival, or didn't think that hoping for the best was fun sometimes. He did. He just didn't see how realistically a slip of paper could change your life.
"I'm fine, as far as I can be, Miss Sally. I spend most of my time with Maman' or Eriol though....I don't get out as much anymore I suppose.....my sister and mother need me.....if only I were big enough to take some of their troubles away, I'm sure I could protect them better. But look at me, putting a damper on this wonderful festival," he smiled, forcing himself to not think about his shortcomings, quite literally. "If you can't decide on a wish NOW, how about I escort you around the festival? Eriol's napping anyways, so there's no need to go exploring the booths around here with him, and I couldn't think of a lovelier lady to escort tonight. Would you like to go play some games? Maman' said there were some our size, too. Una caught a minature goldfish earlier.....it's cute....it's all gold and black, and Una named him 'Ulric'," he suggested, holding out his arm as gentlemanly as was possible for a little ferment.
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Posted: Sat Aug 08, 2009 7:11 pm
Sally looked at him and watched as he talked a lot longer than she could. She was more quite and she smiled, "I don't know what to wish for myself. I already have everything I want. I have my mom, friends, I don't know what else to ask for."
Sally smiled and took his arm. "That sounds like a wonderful idea." She liked the idea of going and finding games to play. A small goldfish? That sounded too cute to be missed. Maybe she would find a wish after she had some fun, or maybe she didn't need to wish at all. "Should we go see the fish game, or what do you want to do?"
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