Fuck this, they are going to get pizza instead. Gren seems like a pie kind of guy. (No pun intended) XD
I'll figure out how to incorporate the change. lol
This is a rather entertaining read to start a Thursday morning - good job! You've written it very well, and I'm intrigued to know what's going to happen! Have you any ideas of how many chapters you're going to do?
THE HEART MADE OF CLAY CH. 4
Part 3
"Stop!" Bigby shouted grabbing Bluebeard's arm. The hatchet's edge literally touched the tip of Cl… moreay's nose before stopping, causing him to shudder in fright.
"Let me go!" Bluebeard shouted throwing a punch at Bigby. The sheriff caught it though, proceeding to twist Bluebeard's arm and slam him against the table.
Clay stumbled back a few steps as the two continued to struggle. Bluebeard actually tried to kill him! He didn't even show a sign of hesitance! The thought to ran out the door screamed in Clay's head, but his shock continued to immobilize him.
"It's a monster!" Bluebeard shouted straining to free himself. "We need to kill it now!"
He freed his arm and shoved Bigby off. Without wasting a second, he threw the hatchet at Clay's head!
Clay wasn't immobilized anymore! He stepped out of the way, but not quickly enough as the hatchet's edge cut across his cheek before embedding into t… [view original content]
Très bon! Guess that kiss must have been a real zinger, I didn't expect Morgan and Peter to get together, but when you look back it seems like there might have been a different sort of friction for most of the time. It's been really exciting to read about Morgan.
Just had my first day of school guys It actually wasn't bad. We're starting a new Block Scheduling thing this year, instead of the normal "… moreYou see every class every day" thing. So today, I had 4 classes for 90 minutes each, and tomorrow I have 4 different classes for 90 minutes each, and it alternates back and forth. So basically tomorrow is also my first day of school XD But it was nice. I especially like my French 3 class, the teacher was like ,"Wassup guys, you missed me, didn't you!" lol. And apparently Amazon had been lying to me on the shipping date for my copy of the sims 4 (Limited edition, I might add) And so I get it tomorrow by 8 PM. WOo! Guess who's not going to do her homework? Jk, I'll just make sure to get it all done in our 90 minute periods :L But I'm totally excited for that.
Anyway, after that mini "Life-update/rant" Thing....I think I'll type out another chapter! Or something
They sat there, sharing stories for a… [view original content]
I know what you mean. I've been meaning to reread a lot of the issues, especially the ones after about the time that Snow gave birth, since it's been a really long while >.<
I'm just kinda eh with this one. May finish it later. More focused on Mary and Junior's tale at the moment. When that one is done, MIGHT com… moree back to this one. I need to brush up on the comics and read more, go back and refresh my mind.
That's a LOT of reading, tho. -.-
Chapter 13
"Miss you"
'Don't waste your time on me, you're already the voice inside my head.'
Yeah. I SHOULD be doing homework but … moremy brain needs a break. Been at it for two hours now. Some of these were requested by other users on the forum.
I'm in a 'drawing pregnant women' kind of mood and noticed I have not done a SINGLE picture of Lyla pregnant. Its because of her and Georgie, we are here today.
Enjoy.
My eyes rapidly opened, as I frantically arose from the cold floor of my kitchen. I peered around the dark room; the fuck was I doing back here? Was all of that a dream? It felt so real, as the shadows grew around me, the hidden truth behind the mirror; Ariana standing before me, as I viciously demanded answers. Then, those flashbacks. Of me and Mary. What was this?
"Hello-" I called out to the dark. "Mary? You here?" Nothing, as I rubbed my neck. "Mary..."
I carefully headed to the living room.… [view original content]
Sorry if this chapter may seem a little rushed when compared to my previous ones. I really wanted to dish out another one because I was so eager to create more of Tezoth's story!
Chapter 12, Part 2: A Second Briefing
"Kikimora, I'm honored." Tez replied slyly after hearing her name. She then sighed. "Please, it's Kiki."
Shortly after, a phone rung from inside her apartment.
"Sorry, I may have to cut this conversation short, dragon. Besides, you have work you need to do." She walked inside her apartment again, carefully shutting the door.
Tezoth focused on the folder being held firmly in his grasp. He turned his head to both ends of the hallway to make sure nobody was watching, as he finally opened it to make note of the contents within.
"Tezoth,
After your expected behavior, you are to be given this assignment instead. It shall make for a great experience to hone your 'thieving' skills, if you will. Make your way over to the Lucky Pawn pawnshop and merely 'take back' an object that is of great importance. A picture is provided below."
The thief looked down to view the photograph, a few red circles highlighted a few things in the picture. One circle highlighted an axe, the second highlighted a funny looking bald guy, with text being alongside the circle around him. It read, "Do not confront or speak to unless absolutely necessary."
"...unless absolutely necessary? This guy doesn't look like he could do any damage." Tez thought. He looked down the file further, there were a couple more lines of text on the paper.
"Remember, once you retrieve the axe, deliver it to the Woodsman. It is vital that he retrieves it."
Tez looked over the page once more and flipped it over, there was nothing else to be read. He put the paper back neatly where it was and closed the folder. He headed back towards the elevator - before the thief could push the button, the elevator door had already opened.
There she was, Rose again.
Rose smirked, while she put her hands on her hips.
"I was coming-
-are you doing here?"
Both of them paused, as they looked at each other confounded by how they spoke at the same time.
"Oh, sorry for interrupting, you go first 'Mister Thief'."
"No, no, it would be rude of me to speak when there is exalted company before me. Please."
Rose giggled. "Wow, what a gentleman. Okay then, Bigby told me you were up here, so I was coming up to bring you your glasses." She held his aviators in front of him.
Tez felt a little embarrassed, during his visit to Kiki's, he thought he had the shades on him after all this time.
Rose noticed his sudden embarrassment. "It's okay, even a master thief makes a mistake once in a while." She then glanced at the folder Tez was carrying.
"What's that you got there? Is that your mission file or something?"
Tez took the glasses and put them on. "Uh, no," He tried to shield the folder from her view. "It's, um, a thing I have to deliver to your sister."
"What sort of thing?" She crossed her arms.
"A file, on myself. Yeah, that's it."
Rose pushed the elevator button to the ground floor and walked towards him.
"You have yet to persuade this Rose." She laughed. "Can I see the folder now, please? Maybe I can help?"
Tez still held onto the folder willingly. "I don't know, I must prove myself to Bigby and Snow. From what I've read, this task may be dangerous."
"Dangerous? Heh, I can handle myself. Besides, I know nearly everyone in Fabletown, you could use my help nevertheless."
Tez sighed. "You got me, again. You're a persistent one, aren't you?" He handed the folder over to Rose. "Only when I need to be." She responded.
Rose scanned the folder until the elevator came to a halt. Rose then gave the folder back to him while the doors opened. "Phfff, easy, I know the place and that guy in the picture. A complete sleazeball, but he's pretty nice once when you get to know him."
"Well, Miss Rose, after you - since you're so eager to help me."
"No, dragons first, obviously. That's like, my Rose Etiquette 101."
Interesting, I love the little details you've given us of Maddie grooming her paw and the way you described this 'Drusilla' character of yours, Ben's a lucky guy to have her. Well, time to look forward to more time-traveling stuff now, haha.
Prologue IDK what number. Think 5. Yeah...5
'Wish you were here'
To my dearest brother Georgie:
'I'm not sure if you've been rece… moreiving my last few letters. I hope all is well back home. I miss you terribly but had to do this. I promise in time, I'll come back for you. In the meantime, try to avoid father and his abnormal behavior. Hear he's been rather ill and I'd hate to spew this out into the open but...I hope he kills over one night and mother is forced to deal with it all alone. She and the others may rot in the pits of darkness for all I care. They never tried...none of them. I fear we are at war, brother; there is a powerful force known only as the 'Adversary' that is forcing us away from this place. I'll find you and together, we shall venture to the new world and start a new. I love you, brother and wish to hear from you again. Love your brother, Ben.'
"Ben. Benjamin Porgie."
He gazed up into the swirling mess of ch… [view original content]
Letting dragons go first is a good rule to live by - as good, in fact, as this chapter! It's a great set-up for his heist, and there should seriously be a series of Tez and Rose escapades.
Sorry if this chapter may seem a little rushed when compared to my previous ones. I really wanted to dish out another one because I was so e… moreager to create more of Tezoth's story!
Chapter 12, Part 2: A Second Briefing
"Kikimora, I'm honored." Tez replied slyly after hearing her name. She then sighed. "Please, it's Kiki."
Shortly after, a phone rung from inside her apartment.
"Sorry, I may have to cut this conversation short, dragon. Besides, you have work you need to do." She walked inside her apartment again, carefully shutting the door.
Tezoth focused on the folder being held firmly in his grasp. He turned his head to both ends of the hallway to make sure nobody was watching, as he finally opened it to make note of the contents within.
"Tezoth,
After your expected behavior, you are to be given this assignment instead. It shall make for a great experience to hone your 'thieving' skills, if you will. Make your way over to … [view original content]
Lol, again, thank you for the kind words. I was thinking on that too, having them do multiple robberies together, we'll see how the story pans out in the long-run, now won't we?
Letting dragons go first is a good rule to live by - as good, in fact, as this chapter! It's a great set-up for his heist, and there should seriously be a series of Tez and Rose escapades.
Note: Gonna do a quick chapter. Be gone the rest of today and tomorrow. JJWolf and I are going out of town for a guy's only weekend with a couple of our other buds. Need a break from work and school. Thank God the misses understands. See ya'll on Sunday!
Enjoy.
I watched as the mountain of Parmesan cheese grew with every passing second. The foul smell lingered in the air, as my uncle Gren took several bites, wiped his mouth and proceeded to carry on with his meal.
"Sorry, kiddo. Hope you were in the mood for pizza." He poured MORE cheese as he spoke. "Damn place STILL won't leave things well enough alone. I mean, that was TEN years ago, kid! TEN! Oh well."
"No, this...this is fine, uncle Gren." I tried making eye contact with him. "Thanks for lunch."
As if things couldn't get more uncle Gren, he digs into his pocket and pulls out an aluminum can of Sardines. He glances around the busy parlor and before I could voice my concern, he pops the top and dumps the entire can of salty fish onto his slice. I'm down for some Anchovies; I've them before on my pizza and they were not too bad. But when they look slimy, still have the heads on and their brine is soaking up inside the bread, NOW we have a problem. Fuck. Grendels are disgusting Fables.
"You want some, Junior?"
"Uhh...no, thank you uncle Gren."
"Hm, well, more for me!"
Yeah. You do that. "Have you met Peter's new girlfriend yet?"
He wipes his mouth. "Ariana-yeah, I met her yesterday when I stopped by your folk's place to look at the water heater."
"Do you find her a bit, well, strange?"
"I thought all Princesses were strange in their own way." He laughs, as he takes another bite.
"No, I mean-like she is up to something...."
"Honestly, kid, we should be talking about YOU, not Peter..."
"Me? What about-"
That look. "Junior, you KNOW what I'm going to say-"
I sigh. "Mary, huh?"
"Bingo."
"What about Mary."
"Well, I'm a bit concerned she's leaving you to juggle with all of these responsibilities, while she avoids them and does as she pleases."
"She's being having a crisis lately." I paused to drink from my cup. "Remember how strange she was acting after George was born, then Sheila, the twins...and its like she is trying to avoid something ALL together."
"Have you tried talking to her?"
I roll my eyes. "Yeah, you TRY talking to Bloody Mary about something YOU think is wrong with her..."
"Hmm. Guess you are right."
There was silence between us as we manage to finish the remainder of the pizza. The city life outside the window picks up and the late night commute devours what remaining sidewalk and streets left. The lights come on, as the darkness turns into a world of neon lights and colors.
"Thank you...thank you for the money..."
I despised handouts and my family knew it. Dad still does it when he senses there is trouble. I've learned to just accepts his 'gifts' and not complain. Now, my uncle Gren was continuing the ritual of the 'Porgie Charity' foundation. As I spoke, he took out a few dollar bills and tossed them onto the table.
"Look, kid. I KNOW what that's like-not wanting help and you desperately want to do this alone. But I'm looking at my nephew and he's exhausted; you are the one working, paying the bills and taking care of those babies. Whatever Mary is going through, she needs to suck it up and deal with it."
He sighs, as we push in our chairs. We wave to the guys behind the counter, as we step outside. I pull out a cigarette, as uncle Gren takes a swig from his 'secret' compartment. I inhale the smoke deeply, as he rubs his hands together.
"Where are the kids now?"
"Mary is watching them."
"You in a hurry to go home or do you have time to spare with your uncle Gren?"
I grin. "Nah, I got time." He pats me on the back. "Good, good. I miss ya, kid. Know you're busy but it would be nice to see you a bit more. Listen..."
He takes another long sip. "Do not worry about Ariana or nothing like that. Focus on yourself, kiddo. Can you do that for me? Mary...she's....she's been through a lot and she has a nasty habit of bottling her emotions in. Seems like centuries of guilt and anger is finally showing its ugly head."
"What things, uncle Gren?" He had my curiosity, as we waited for the light to turn. "I know SOME but-"
He hung his head. "Someone told me, love saves all. But fuck, kid-look at what it does to a person."
"But you and aunt Carla-"
"We went through HELL, Junior. It was CENTURIES before I found her. Mary-" He paused, as we walked across. "Mary has a hard time 'understanding' love and the TRUE meaning behind it. You show her love all the fuckin' time."
"Uncle Gren-"
"I fear, though, it won't do for her. I hope you are prepared, kid."
"Prepared? Uncle Gren, I don't-"
He peered up, only to kiss the top of my forehead. "You'll find out. Even us Fables know so little about Mary. She's a closed book, Junior, even to you." He takes another drink. "You have to look DEEPER..."
We both continued to walk, as the wind picked up and swayed between the branches and groups of people. The sky above became a blanket of solid gray and miniature droplets of cold, as we took our time to walk along the city streets. No one took the time to notice a concerned uncle and his nephew, making their way to their next destination.
"Uncle Gren-"
"You know what, I know its fuckin' cold but do you want some ice cream?" He chuckles. "Just don't tell your aunt Carla...."
I laugh. "Yeah, uncle Gren. That sounds good..."
Mary crossed my mind the entire time I enjoyed my Mint Chocolate Chip. Uncle Gren could see the concern deep in my eyes. I appreciated him at that moment. Even as a kid, he always did things like this, especially if my day was shit. I'd find out. Mary may have hid for centuries from the Fable community and herself but I was not going to stand there and wait.
Only one person had the answers I was looking for. And I'd call Peter later on for that.
Chapter 15 soon
Junior may not be ready for what is to come. He's got a long road ahead of him. If you have comments or concerns, leave them below.
Can't wait! I've got my things packed! Wanna get out of this bloody town, Georgie! XD
Anyways, ewww. 0.o How does Carla even KISS him after all that?! Grendels ARE gross Fables. lol I'm starting to think Gren KNOWS something but wants Junior to seek it himself. Their relationship btw. Adorable!!
Chapter 14
'Family'
Note: Gonna do a quick chapter. Be gone the rest of today and tomorrow. JJWolf and I are going out of town for a g… moreuy's only weekend with a couple of our other buds. Need a break from work and school. Thank God the misses understands. See ya'll on Sunday!
Enjoy.
I watched as the mountain of Parmesan cheese grew with every passing second. The foul smell lingered in the air, as my uncle Gren took several bites, wiped his mouth and proceeded to carry on with his meal.
"Sorry, kiddo. Hope you were in the mood for pizza." He poured MORE cheese as he spoke. "Damn place STILL won't leave things well enough alone. I mean, that was TEN years ago, kid! TEN! Oh well."
"No, this...this is fine, uncle Gren." I tried making eye contact with him. "Thanks for lunch."
As if things couldn't get more uncle Gren, he digs into his pocket and pulls out an aluminum can of Sardines. He glances around the busy parlor and be… [view original content]
Sorry if this chapter may seem a little rushed when compared to my previous ones. I really wanted to dish out another one because I was so e… moreager to create more of Tezoth's story!
Chapter 12, Part 2: A Second Briefing
"Kikimora, I'm honored." Tez replied slyly after hearing her name. She then sighed. "Please, it's Kiki."
Shortly after, a phone rung from inside her apartment.
"Sorry, I may have to cut this conversation short, dragon. Besides, you have work you need to do." She walked inside her apartment again, carefully shutting the door.
Tezoth focused on the folder being held firmly in his grasp. He turned his head to both ends of the hallway to make sure nobody was watching, as he finally opened it to make note of the contents within.
"Tezoth,
After your expected behavior, you are to be given this assignment instead. It shall make for a great experience to hone your 'thieving' skills, if you will. Make your way over to … [view original content]
Chapter 14
'Family'
Note: Gonna do a quick chapter. Be gone the rest of today and tomorrow. JJWolf and I are going out of town for a g… moreuy's only weekend with a couple of our other buds. Need a break from work and school. Thank God the misses understands. See ya'll on Sunday!
Enjoy.
I watched as the mountain of Parmesan cheese grew with every passing second. The foul smell lingered in the air, as my uncle Gren took several bites, wiped his mouth and proceeded to carry on with his meal.
"Sorry, kiddo. Hope you were in the mood for pizza." He poured MORE cheese as he spoke. "Damn place STILL won't leave things well enough alone. I mean, that was TEN years ago, kid! TEN! Oh well."
"No, this...this is fine, uncle Gren." I tried making eye contact with him. "Thanks for lunch."
As if things couldn't get more uncle Gren, he digs into his pocket and pulls out an aluminum can of Sardines. He glances around the busy parlor and be… [view original content]
This was a sweet chapter STILL really intrigued about Mary, I NEED to know what's up with her! AND Ariana. I'm gonna go on a whim here: They're sisters? If I'm right, DON'T TELL ME ANYTHING. And if I'm wrong, STILL DON'T TELL ME ANYTHING. I don't want to be a spoiler if I AM right, lol. Basically, disregard what I said XD Good chapter, I love how they went for some icecream afterwards.
Chapter 14
'Family'
Note: Gonna do a quick chapter. Be gone the rest of today and tomorrow. JJWolf and I are going out of town for a g… moreuy's only weekend with a couple of our other buds. Need a break from work and school. Thank God the misses understands. See ya'll on Sunday!
Enjoy.
I watched as the mountain of Parmesan cheese grew with every passing second. The foul smell lingered in the air, as my uncle Gren took several bites, wiped his mouth and proceeded to carry on with his meal.
"Sorry, kiddo. Hope you were in the mood for pizza." He poured MORE cheese as he spoke. "Damn place STILL won't leave things well enough alone. I mean, that was TEN years ago, kid! TEN! Oh well."
"No, this...this is fine, uncle Gren." I tried making eye contact with him. "Thanks for lunch."
As if things couldn't get more uncle Gren, he digs into his pocket and pulls out an aluminum can of Sardines. He glances around the busy parlor and be… [view original content]
I love Rose I'm not sure letting Rose see the file is going to be bad or not, but I'm just going to pretend like it was no big deal unless something bad happens because he showed her. So yeah. Great Chapter! "Rose Etiquette 101." XD I imagine the list is small, but letting Dragons Go First is a must!
Sorry if this chapter may seem a little rushed when compared to my previous ones. I really wanted to dish out another one because I was so e… moreager to create more of Tezoth's story!
Chapter 12, Part 2: A Second Briefing
"Kikimora, I'm honored." Tez replied slyly after hearing her name. She then sighed. "Please, it's Kiki."
Shortly after, a phone rung from inside her apartment.
"Sorry, I may have to cut this conversation short, dragon. Besides, you have work you need to do." She walked inside her apartment again, carefully shutting the door.
Tezoth focused on the folder being held firmly in his grasp. He turned his head to both ends of the hallway to make sure nobody was watching, as he finally opened it to make note of the contents within.
"Tezoth,
After your expected behavior, you are to be given this assignment instead. It shall make for a great experience to hone your 'thieving' skills, if you will. Make your way over to … [view original content]
Yeah, pretend like it's no big deal for now until you see the next chapter! Kiki, on the other hand... she may be pissed off about that if she ever finds out. :O
I love Rose I'm not sure letting Rose see the file is going to be bad or not, but I'm just going to pretend like it was no big deal unless … moresomething bad happens because he showed her. So yeah. Great Chapter! "Rose Etiquette 101." XD I imagine the list is small, but letting Dragons Go First is a must!
You've gotta hope Gren has a peppermint mouth-spray or something before he goes back to Carla xD It's good that Junior has his uncle keeping his interests at heart though, and hopefully he'll be there to support Junior with whatever is happening to Mary.
Chapter 14
'Family'
Note: Gonna do a quick chapter. Be gone the rest of today and tomorrow. JJWolf and I are going out of town for a g… moreuy's only weekend with a couple of our other buds. Need a break from work and school. Thank God the misses understands. See ya'll on Sunday!
Enjoy.
I watched as the mountain of Parmesan cheese grew with every passing second. The foul smell lingered in the air, as my uncle Gren took several bites, wiped his mouth and proceeded to carry on with his meal.
"Sorry, kiddo. Hope you were in the mood for pizza." He poured MORE cheese as he spoke. "Damn place STILL won't leave things well enough alone. I mean, that was TEN years ago, kid! TEN! Oh well."
"No, this...this is fine, uncle Gren." I tried making eye contact with him. "Thanks for lunch."
As if things couldn't get more uncle Gren, he digs into his pocket and pulls out an aluminum can of Sardines. He glances around the busy parlor and be… [view original content]
This is a rather entertaining read to start a Thursday morning - good job! You've written it very well, and I'm intrigued to know what's going to happen! Have you any ideas of how many chapters you're going to do?
The car chugged on as the refugee flow seemed to go even slower and slower. Toad had given up honking the horn in hopes of the crowd going faster but it seems even the Fables from the…less developed kingdoms did not seem to mind or care about the automobile. Toad felt his son stirring in the back seat of the car as he slept. Toad stroked his son’s head and prayed he had some good dreams, that he could see his mother again. Mole also gave in to sleep but unlike Junior he jumped awake, covered in sweat.” Ratty, ratty!” he would scream. It took Badger’ stern paw last time to keep him from topping the car over.
Badger was seated next to Toad at the passenger’s seat, reading his book as if nothing had happened. Each person dealt with grief in their own way, his father used to tell him.
“How is the fuel?” Badger flipped a page as if the answer he was going to get did not seem to matter anyway.
“We should be fine till that dragon’ sanctuary...” Toad replied, one hand on the wheel as he used the other to lean on the doorway. He looked up as he saw the refugee train move upward towards the snow peaked mountains. Several sentries were posted around each bend and several flying creatures patrolled the airspace around it. As the slope went up the first of the guards popped up. It was clear these hardened men had seen combat and one or two had scars on their faces or arms.
“Move along, people lest the gobs decide to find this place.” one of the guards said. A confused man in regal attire which had the distinct sigil of a frog on it pulled on the guard’s sleeves.
“Excuse me good s-ser, is this the gateway to the mundane world?”
“Aye, it is sire.” The guardsmen replied.” Please move along.”
“Y-you think my family will be there? I lost sight of them when the adversary came…” the frog prince seemed very confused.
“I am certain they are.” The guard smiled and called one of his peers.” Please escort the prince to Lord Smaug, will you Williams?”
“Isn’t it King Smaug?” the other guard smirked.
“Not down here or under his mountain.”
Williams smirked but gladly escorted the confused prince up the mountain.
“Can we get a similar treatment as well?” Toad frowned at the guard.
“I’m sure your….” The battle-hardened guard eyed the automobile.” Contraption will do just fine.”
Toad shook his head and urged the car slowly forward.” Fucking gobshit-“
A furry paw flew to his head which nearly made Toad lose control of the wheel.
“Language.” Badger said sternly as he added a angry glare with that statement.
Toad groaned and muttered to himself.” I should’ve left you there when the gobs came….”
Badger did not deign a reply and went back to reading his book.
Despite the rather loud engine the former lord of Toad hall managed to overhear several conversations.
“I heard Bearskin got routed at Hollyfield.” A weary man said to another traveler.
“Headed to the Far Keep I wager.” The other man replied.
“I heard he was headed to Indu to link up the resistance there.” A ogre chimed in.
“Are you kidding, Indu got taken over ages ago!” A woman joined in.” My brother in law was killed there when the adversary smashed Brittanica’s armies. Not even their gunpowder weaponry stopped them!”
Toad groaned, she was right. His homeland also fell to the adversary’s goblins and knights and dragons. What use was a cannon when a dragon could blow it up. He remembered his hall burning, Ratty brandishing a pitchfork along with the weasels to drive the goblins back while Toad took his son and ran. He remembered them screaming, remembered her screaming. He turned around to see his son still sleeping. He would have to tell the truth someday about his mother. He said she was already in the mundane world and she was waiting for them. He hated himself for lying but it was the only way, he thought. To keep Junior going, to start believing the lie. Toad rooted through his jacket and held a bauble. A heirloom of the Toad family line, the only thing of worth he managed to take with him. And he would give it away immediately if it meant bringing back Ratty and Toadette.
“I shouldn’t have left them, Badger…” Toad said.” Toadette, Ratty, the otters…even the bloody weasels. They stayed…”
“And they died, Toad. You did what you had to do and save your son. Me and Mole owe our lives to you.” He placed his furred hand on the former owner of Toad Hall.” One day we will return, old friend. And we will take back everything that is lost.”
Toad smiled a little at that and nodded.” Thank yo-“
The car came to a dead stop as it hit a ogre who did not seem to move.
“Oi!” Toad honked much to Badger’s annoyance.” Budge it!”
“Hmm….dad?” Junior stirred as he sat up.
“It’s alright son, just lard arse here doesn’t want to fucking move!” he honked some more.
“Maybe he is stuck?” Junior wiped his eyes.
“Ah, Ratty!” Mole jumped up.” Ratty, where are you?!”
“Oh for fu-Badger hold him down!” Toad shouted.
“Language!” Badger glared as he held Mole down.
“If you rather want to walk now is t-“
A loud crashing sound send everyone in the car up a few inches as a loud force smashed into the hood. A club held by the ogre was lodged in it as the beast snarled.
“You….you fucker!” Toad shouted and leaped at the Ogre. The beast was very agile despite his size and caught the anthropomorphic creature with its hand.
“I don’t like noise.” The ogre began to squeeze. Toad cried out in pain.” Let me go…wanker!”
“When I squeeze things, they go shhh…” the ogre grinned.
Badger and Mole stepped out of the destroyed car and pulled at the gore who was crushing their friend. Toad punched his fists into the ogre’s face as hard as he could but the brute did not seem to feel it. His world began to swim in black as the creature big stupid grin was etched on his occuli.
That day Toad of Toad hall would have died, if not for a surprising rescue.
The hammer flew like a arrow into the ogre’s cheek which send the brute tumbling to the ground and released toad from its grip. Like it came the hammer flew back to its owner, a dwarf in battle scared armour who seemed to be in a very bad mood.
“Rübezahl, I told yer ta last time. Keep movin’ or ah will kick yer back ta Rus meself!” the dwarf shouted before he helped Toad up.” Yer alright?”
“Aye, fine..” Toad set his bowler hat straight. The dwarf nodded before he walked over to the downed ogre and helped him up as well. The ogre shook his head.” That hurt, dwarf.”
“It was meant ta hurt, git.” The dwarf handed the ogre his club back.” Stop picking fights, it aint worth it. If yer angry and yer want ta vent we need more cannon fodder ta hold ta adversary off.”
“I will….keep moving.” Rübezahl nodded and continued on his way as did the rest of the refugee flow.
“Do you always throw your hammer at people, young man?” Badger asked.
“I use it for all ma troubles.” The dwarf smirked. His eyes wandered over to the car.” A automobile? Very rare in these parts.”
“You know of automobiles?” Toad raised his brow.
“Aye, me and me brothers worked on all kinds of things. Automobiles, golems, iron pigs, hammers wielded by gods which are strong enough to level mountain chains.” He offered his hand to Toad.” Hadgar Dainson of the Se…” the dwarf’s eyes went sad for a moment.” Formerly of the Seven.”
“Toad, of Toad Hall.” The Toad smiled and shook his hand.” Also formerly. These are Mr badger, Mr Mole and my son, Junior. Say hello boy.” The Toad smiled at his son who still hid in the remnants of the car.” Don’t be rude, son. Say hello.”
The boy looked wearily before he uttered a small hello and ducked back.
The dwarf chuckled and walked over to the car. He opened the hood up and began messing around.
Before anyone could ask what the dwarf was doing the engine rifted up again as the headlight’s of the vehicle switched back on.
“Good heavens.” Mole blinked.” How did you do it?”
The dwarf slammed the hood back down and winked at the mole.” Subterranean secret, ah will tell yer later.” The mole smiled at that.
“I don’t know how to thank you.” Toad said.” That’s twice you saved my life there.”
“Rübezahl is a lot of things but he isn’t a killer. He would’ve felt bad and given you a lift. Ah just smoothed ta process. If yer wanna repay me yer can gimme a lift if yer like.”
“Sure!” Toad said.” It is the least I can do, Mr Dainson.”
“Call me Hadgar.” The dwarf said and hopped in the car after the others.
The car picked up speed since fewer refugees stood in the way the more they went up. Junior began to warm up to the dwarf as did Mr Mole. He and Hadgar would talk for what seemed like hours of tunneling and digging holes. Toad tried to educate him more about automobiles but Hadgar admitted his knowledge was more practical than theory, he knew about cogs and gears but never knew about their names or how fast a motorcar could go. As long as it ran, it was fine. Truth be told Toad was grateful to have the dwarf along, it seemed to heighten up spirits. The news of the war and the rumours that it spawned seemed to persist in the dazzling heights as well.
“I heard half a hive of goblins swapped sides.” A wizard said to a black robed tanned man with a red parrot on his shoulder.” You recall that woman who can make gold out of straw?”
“And was turned Queen because of it? Yes I remember that droll affair…” the dark man leaned on his serpent shaped staff as his red bird croaked.” Aargh, droll! Aaargh, droll!”
“Well according to rumour a goblin shaman had a contract with her before, promising her firstborn child for his services. She deceived him but years later when the adversary and that goblin’s hive came she enforced the contract so the contract the warlock made with the hive would be broken.”
“Oh, that does sound interesting…” the car drove past them, Toad has his fill of tales.
They passed through clouds and could see miles in the distance. Acres upon acres of forests, fields, castles…and fires.
“Prince Flycatcher’s kingdom dat.” Hadgar pointed out.” Poor bastards never stood a chance.”
“Did any of us ever stand a chance?” Badger asked. None replied.
The car eventually reached the top of the mountain…and where many dragons were nesting.
Dragons of all colours were there. Green, red, orange, purple, amethyst, black and so forth. Most seemed to be on guard while others were fitted with wooden houses on their backs.
“We give the dragons coin and in return they fly us to the mundane realm.” Badger looked around. “ That is the transaction, correct?”
“Aye.” Hadgar nodded.” Dey tink ta adversary aint no real threat and dey are scammin’ us.”
“Haven’t they fought their kin yet? Or the warlocks?” Mole asked.” I saw a dragon blow up a whole artillery line.”
“We did.” A heavy voice said. The car stopped as a red dragon stood in front of them. The dragon was huge, with scales as red as blood. It’s belly was entirely caked with gold, diamonds and other precious gems. Junior began to shiver uncomfortably as toad tried in vain to calm him down.
The dragon’s reptilian face stooped down to their level.” A few minor drakes, nothing we cannot handle. Yet if you lesser beings wish to flee we would not mind taking your coin.”
“I have read of you.” Badger bowed his head.” Smaug the magnificent, rightful ruler of the Lonely mountain.”
“Ah, have you little badger?” the dragon sounded amused.” My homeland is far removed from yours. Only few non draconic know of me outside of it.” its eyes fell on Hadgar.” And they have no reason to love me and vice versa.”
“Least ah wasn’t outfoxed by a bloody burglar…” Hadgar spat. Smaug seemed to flare up which made junior even more scared.
“Would you mind not pissing off the dragon?!” Toad sneered at Hadgar.
“He is merely upset I do not wish to carry him or his kin to the mundane realm.” Smaug seemed to have regained his composure.
“Why not?” Toad asked as he held his son close.
“Because they were responsible for me being ousted from my rightful kingdom. Therefore every dwarf and…barrel rider deserve the death the adversary will bestow upon them.”
“Oi, hat about ma purse?” the dwarf held out a purse of coin.” Aint my gold worth passage?”
“Dwarf gold is worth nothing to me and even so that meager amount is not worth even half. You will stay here dwarf.”
The fire in the dwarf’s eyes went out as the realization kicked in. “Ah thought so…” Hadgar sighed and got out of the car.” Ah had ta try at least.”
“Wait, you give up so soon?” Mole asked.
“Ah can try another dragon.” The dwarf smiled.” Ah will be fine, honest.”
But Toad knew out of all the dragons, Smaug was actually the cheapest. If that purse of coin was not worth his attention, no other dragon would think twice to even consider letting the dwarf on.
“Wait a minute.” Toad digged through his jacket and held out a shiny bauble. Smaug’s eye gleamed as he leaned closer.” Ah, a fine piece.”
“It belonged to my father and his father and his father-you know the spiel. I want to buy passage for the dwarf.” Toad steadied his heart.
“What? Mr Toad you don-“ Hadgar tried to say but Badger merely looked at him which made the dwarf fall silent.
Smaug looked upon the bauble. He hissed before he nodded.” Very well, he can come along. But only this dwarf and none other!” the dragon extended its clawed paw.
“Deal.” Toad gave the dragon the bauble. Amused like a child the dragon smirked and made its way to the docking stations.
“Toad…” Mole gasped.” That was your father’s bauble!”
“I know…” Toad sighed.
“It’s been in your family for generations!”
“I know, Mole…” Toad rubbed his brow.
“Yer bought ma spot…” Hadgar seemed astonished.” Ah…thank yer. No dwarf would do that…”
“Well, good thing I’m not a dwarf eh?” Toad smiled.” Besides, I owed you a favour still.” He extended his hand again which Hadgar gladly took.
“You know what yer just made me do?” Hadgar smirked.
“Crushing my hand?” Toad winced.
“No, yer got a friend for life ma friend.”
Once upon a time, today...
“Right…Toad, try again now!” Hadgar shouted from beneath the hood. The Slumlord hummed to himself as he read a magazine with a half-naked woman on the cover.” Miss August, you make me regret not being a mammal…even if half of you Is plastic as shite…”
“Oi, Toad!” Hadgar shouted which snapped the former heir of Toad Hall to his senses.” Start ta bloody car!”
“Hold your fucking horses!” Toad cursed and stashed the Playboy away before he turned the key. The engine sputtered before it died down again.
“Damnit!” Hadgar kicked the car before he sat down.” Thor fucking damnit!”
“Oi, easy with the car!” Toad jumped out and walked over with two cans of beer. He offered one to Hadgar who gladly took it and chugged it down.
“Natives messed up my car something rotten…” Toad glared at his vehicle.” Was running fine till they shot it with arrows.”
“Ah don’t know what’s wrong with it.” Hadgar placed the cold beer can on his forehead to combat the tropical heat before he chugged more down.
” I saw you start up a car after it got smashed by a manic depressive ogre, the hell is wrong with my car?” Toad asked
“Fook if ah know…” the dwarf shrugged.” Ah aint to good in magical afflictions…if it is even dat. I told yer bringin’ yer old car along is a bad idea.”
“Hey, I was supposed to be the getaway driver. Nobody told me we were going for a rescue mission to get Pan’s ass out of the fire!” Toad opened his can of beer and took a sip.
“Yer tellin’ me. Ah was just supposed to break ta vault open.” Hadgar took a sip from his can of beer.” Where did yer get that playboy anyway?”
“Pan;s cabinet on the ship. Since he didn’t need it…” Toad smirked.” Still a lot of sticky pages though.”
The two looked at each other before the erupted into laughter and clinked their cans of beer together.
His eyes darted to Hook, Tiger Lilly and Odette who were hunched over a map as they discussed tactics. The plan was to use the car to get in the Wendy House, grab Peter and get out. That plan changed when the car broke down and that plan changed when Tiger Lilly’s scouts reported that Pan was brought to the cave of eternal youth. Rumblestiltskin had begun meditating to mentally prepare several spells to handle any potential Imperial warlocks or other magical threats both the Empire or Neverland could send at them.
“Fountain of fucking youth…” Toad shook his head.” Can you believe that shit?”
“Well Rumblestiltskin’s adopted daughter is shagging and marrying a dragon who got shot down by some asshole who took aiming advice from a fookin’ bird. Ma great-grandson is shagging Tinker Belle. We flew in on a gods damned pirate ship, you are a three foot talkin’ Toad with a bowler hat…”
“Alright, alright I get it…” Toad rolled his eyes.” The hell are you pissed for?”
“Ah just…” Hadgar sighed.”…it’s not ta first time I couldn’t get somethin’ ta work.”
Toad looked at his friend with a raised brow.” How do you mean?”
“Ta reason ta garage aint doing so great is because half the time ah can’t get cars ta work anymore. If anythin’ ta others are clearing up ma slack but dey are to polite to say ah should retire. “ he sighed.” It’s like ah…lost ta magic, yer know.”
“The drive?” Toad asked to which the dwarf nodded.” Well what happened to make you lose it?”
Hadgar shrugged.” Dunnea, ah think I’m not needed. My great-grandsons are doin’ fine by demselves, ma garage as well…Feel worthless yer know. Hell ah only came ‘ere because maybe Odin may take pity and take me ta Valhalla if ah die in battle.”
“What are you talking about?” Toad took a seat next to him.” You are a Dainson, one of the Seven. Even Snow White was scared shitless of you at one point.”
“Not helping ma self-esteem dere, Toad…” Hadgar groaned.
“Look point is Hadgar…I don’t trust any of these people. The moment you croak it I’m stuck with ‘em. So don’t die on me, deal?”
The dwarf raised his brow but sure enough extended his hand which Toad shook. “Thanks.” The dwarf said before he got back up and got to work again.
Toad’s eyes fell upon Odette as he leaned on his car, his back turned to Hadgar.” You trust her?”
“Who?” the dwarf looked up.
“Swan girl, Odette.” Toad said.” Ever since she came aboard I had a bad feeling about her. Felt my mucus run cold.”
“Ew?” Hadgar frowned confused.
“You know what I mean.” Toad retorted.” She just happened to escape, knows where Pan is and all that shite?”
“She isn’t a traitor, Toad…” Hadgar kept working on the car.
“Maybe, but she aint here to find her Prince Charming. I know that for a fact.” He turned to face his friend.” Just….keep a eye out, alright?”
“Aye, will do.”
“I’m serious, Hadgar. Keep a eye out.”
“Fine, ah will. Ah will…Freya’s tits…” Hadgar cursed. Toad went back to his driver’ seat and had to take what he could get from that.
It took another ten minutes, which Toad spend by looking up his Playboy magazine, before the car got started again.
“About damn time.” Hook said as he came over.” Toad, it’s your time to shine.”
“I’m not doing any Death Star runs for you , Hook! The former slumlord pointed at the pirate captain.
“It isn’t a suicide run.” Hook folded his arms.” You and Hadgar are going back to the Jolly Roger.”
“What for?” Hadgar cleaned his dirty hands from the engine.
“Rufio has to many men with him. Even with my tribe it would be impossible to take him down. They have ten times the shaman, men and mystical creatures on their side.” Tiger Lilly said.” So we will have to play to our strengths.”
Hook nodded. “ You are going back to the Jolly Roger because that is the only place in Neverland with the tools, resources and knowhow to upgrade the car into a tank.”
Toad blinked.” A tank? You want me to turn my precious car that I took from the Homelands into a….a TANK?!”
“Fook yeah!” Hadcgar cheered.” I’m all up for dat shit!”
Toad turned around as he glared annoyed at the dwarf. When he faced forward again Odette knelt to his eyesight.
“Toad, without you this plan won’t work. We need to rescue Peter before it’s to late…but we need you to do this for us.” She placed her hand on his shoulder.” We need you to be our ace in the hole.”
Sometimes, Jones, I swear....lol Okay, GREN-we will get out of this bloody townQ Bloody c'mon then! XD It was fun, though. Glad you could make it.
Nah but seriously, IDK how Carla manages to do all of that. She just loves him that much to say 'alright. This works.' As far as Gren goes with Junior....not saying much. Same thing with Ariana.
Can't wait! I've got my things packed! Wanna get out of this bloody town, Georgie! XD
Anyways, ewww. 0.o How does Carla even KISS him af… moreter all that?! Grendels ARE gross Fables. lol I'm starting to think Gren KNOWS something but wants Junior to seek it himself. Their relationship btw. Adorable!!
Can't wait for more!
I might take a break from writing on here for a while. I'm actually getting a job for the weekends, so I'm going to be even busier with stuff :P I've written a little on Official Create Your Own TWD Story, if you want to check that out. It should be the most recent posts. I'm still gonna come here and read other people's stories so yeah. I won't be gone, but my work might be absent for a while! Don't worry though, as soon as I some inspiration for a new chapter, I'll definitely post it! It could be tomorrow, or it could be a week from now! Who knows? Lol. I just wanna say you guys are awesome and I wouldn't be here today if it weren't for the few of you who do read my stuff.
'And they say that a hero will save us, I'm not gonna stand here and wait. I'll hold onto the wings of an Eagle, watch as they all fly away.'
Junior turned the radio down as he parked his car beside the mall box. As he gathered his back pack and gym bag, he noticed several cars parked in the driveway. He noticed a few; his sisters, parents, even his papa's car was there. What the hell was going on? Junior assumed his mother called the entire family over for one of her traditional Friday night dinners; since all the kids were older now, she felt the need to make this into a tradition now.
Junior walked inside the town house; there was a strong aroma of coffee and cigars. He placed the gym bag inside the laundry room and his school bag beside his shoes. He'd pick those up later. Right now, the gym clothes needed a good wash. Before he managed to make it half way acroos the house, his sister Penelope stopped him.
"Junior-" She appeared troubled as she spoke.
"Can you move, please? I have a ton of homework, a project due on Monday and these clothes-"
"Mom and dad want to speak to you. They asked me to send you in their direction when-"
Anxious, Junior peered around the corner; every one of his relatives sat at the dinning room table; his Uncle Gren and papa, however, were leaning against the counter, drinking Bourben from a glass cup.
"What's going on, Penny?" Perturbed, he grabbed his sister's arm. "Why are they all here, waiting for me?"
Penny pointed in the direction of their father. Behind Georgie, stood the mirror. Junior's heart sunk to his feet and became heavy objects keeping him down. The color of his face melted away, as his breathing became ponderous and the sweat formed around his brow.
"No-" He mumbled, trying to grasp this moment. "They...they found it!? But how-"
"Dad went in your room to borrow a pen and found Mary sitting in your bed....Junior-"
At that moment, his emotions quickly turned into a whirlwind of concern and vexation; he warned Mary several times about sneaking out of the mirror when so many people were in the house. Now, the secret he had hidden from his parents was now out in the open. He swallowed back the fear, as Junior entered the kitchen. So many worried eyes glanced over at the teen standing in the doorway. Surprisingly, his father's eyes did not display anger; instead, he seemed more distressed than anything.
"Junior-" He gave the chair next to him a pat. "Please, my boy. Take a seat."
He walked past his Aunts, Uncles and grandparents; all of them seemed uneasy with the current situation at hand. His papa watched him, as he took a seat beside his father. His mother, sitting beside him, grabbed Junior's hand and tightened her grip around his fingers.
"What, uh, what is going on, dad?" His attention was directed at the mirror. "Penelope said you guys wanted-"
Georgie sighed. "How long, Junior?"
"How long what, dad?"
Georgie slammed his fist down onto the table. "DON'T FUCK with me, boy! How long have you been playin' 'house' with Bloody Mary?"
The urge to weep was deep within. "Dad, I-"
"ANSWER ME, JUNIOR!" The other fist came crashing down, causing several glasses to dance against the wood. "NOW!"
"Georgie!" Lyla reached over and grabbed Georgie's shoulder. "Enough! You promised me you'd TALK to him and not have this turn into your infamous shouting matches! I will not have you push him away!"
Junior watched his father pull out a cigarette, light it up and inhale the smoke. He glanced over and offered Junior one. He took this gesture as a token of forgivness. As he lit his up, his father spoke.
"Junior, my boy-how long." The sorrow in his voice began crushing Junior as he spoke. "How long...have you two been seeing one another-"
"Since...since I called her at Gren Junior's birthday party. The sleepover is where-"
"I know!" He rubbed his forehead with his thumb and index finger. "And after that."
"It would be a week before I called her back, dad. I...something...something was different that time, like she was EXPECTING me to call her back. I wasn't terrified that time; it felt right having her in my room and even after all the threats she threw my way, nothing..."
Georgie sighed, as he took another drag from the cigarette. "Have you two, connected yet..."
"Connected? You mean this mark-"
"No, Junior. Connected. Had...." For some reason, Georgie couldn't say it. All he saw when he looked at his son was this little boy determined to one day make his father proud; this freckled face kid playing Soccer, drawing pictures, helping his mother in the kitchen and being a loving big brother. That is all Georgie could see.
He took a moment to collect his thoughts. "...Sex, son. Have you and Bloody Mary engaged in sexual-"
Junior could feel his complextion become rubicund, as the words flew from his father's lips. "Dad! I, uh-" He glanced around the room. "There are so many people here-"
"Have you, Junior?"
"Yes." The words felt like daggers against his tounge.
"When?"
"Last night."
Georgie stood up and walked behind Junior. Junior closed his eyes and prepared for the worst. Instead, he felt his father's fingers trace the mark located on his neck. The image was no longer 'fresh' to the touch but now had the appearance of a scar. It had a tint of vermilion to it but within seconds, it was a rosey indintation on his son. Georgie could recall the first time he noticed the picture; the symbol it stood for and the person that left it. The Witches were right. Then again, when do they ever lie?
"Dad-"
"I wish you would have told me about you and Mary seeing one another."
"Well, you hid the mirrors and-"
Georgie sighed. "I was only trying to protect you." Georgie looked over at John, who tried avoiding eye contact. This was Deja Vu all over again. Where has Georgie seen this before?
He was very indiginant when he found Mary in his room, the mirror shoved behind the book case. At that moment, it didn't matter if Mary had the upper hand; he wanted to destroy her and erase any evidence of Mary from the book. Georgie was determined to destroy Mary and avoid further 'connecting' she had planned for his son. But as he stood before the mirror hopper, all he could see was himself; those years John tried to erase Lyla's memory and keep Georgie from continuing anything with her.
He saw Junior slowly becoming a shall of a man, knowing something was missing from his life. He couldn't live with himself, watching his boy slowly drift away and become a miserable, lonely man. He didn't want to become the next John.
"Junior, I KNOW I hid these from you-fuck son, I'm enough to know when I've been defeated. I WAS trying to protect you but-" He paused and looked over at the mirror. "But, I know what that's like and although I wish you would have come to me, I'm glad you are happy with this. Right, son. You are happy?"
Junior simply gave a nod. "Then so be it."
Georgie grabbed Junior and held him. "My boy." He rubbed his back, as Junior tightly wrapped his arms around his back. "My Junior. You are too much like me, boy..."
Georgie gave Junior back the mirror. Although he could sense the fear within his family members, what could they possibly do? Once a connection has occured, Heaven and Hell couldn't part them. He and Mary were now joined as one and everyone in that room and even beyond the city of Fabletown knew it.
That night, as the excitment of the day dwindled down, he called Mary back. Before he finished repeating her name for the second time, she sppeared in his room.
"Hey you." Junior smiled as he held her hands. "Nice seeing you again."
Mary laughs, as her fingers lace around Junior's. "I'm not expecting pitch forks and an angry mob walking in, demanding I be burned at the stake, right?"
"No, sweetie." Junior passionatly kisses Mary.
"Hm, well after this afternoon-"
"You saw that?"
"Junior, this thing is a window to the WORLD! Not to mention your mark was giving of distress signals."
Junior rubs his neck, as Mary takes a seat on the bed. "Yeah. Guess this thing really does pick up the emotions."
"Surprised your dad didn't demand for my beheading." Mary leans against the pillow and closes her eyes. "No offense, Porgie but he's not exactly the most straightforward guy to deal with."
Junior lays beside Mary. "No, I know that. Honestly, I was worried he'd demand us to never see each other. Keep the mirrors away from me for the rest of my life. I don't know if that would have been an option.
Mary snorts. "No offense, kid. I'd STILL see you. Georgie can't keep ALL the mirrors out of Fabletown."
"Why were you out like that?"
"I like staying in your room."
"I warned you about that."
"Well, I also didn't expect ol' Georgie Porgie to just walk in looking for a pen."
"How was that?"
"Awkward, kid." Mary kisses his nose. "VERY awkward...."
Junior chuckles. "Yeah...I bet."
She turns and begins stroking Junior's face. "I missed you..."
Junior was startled by this. "You...missed me?"
"Yeah...." At that moment, Mary didn't care who heard. "I...missed you, Porgie." She sat upon Junior, leaned down and kissed his lips. "I fuckin' missed you." Her eyes slowly changed. "Fuck, look at what you've done to me...."
Junior returned the kiss, as he traced his hands along her body. You don't have to hid from me, Mary. I don't care..."
Mary sighs. "Some things are best left alone though, Porgie."
"Like what?"
Mary continued kissing him. "Sssh, Porgie. You're talking too much again."
"Will you tell me one day? I'd like to know YOUR version and not what the mundies have portrayed you as."
She fell silent, as her grasp became tense around his neck. "Just promise me, you'll never turn your back on me and no matter what, you'll love me."
"Mary-"
"Just promise me this, Porgie. For the remainder of our years on this world, promise me you'll never leave me...that I'll always be beside you, even when this world turns gray and we're left in the shadows with no one beside us. Promise me."
Her words felt unsettling, as Junior held her. "You know I promise you this, Mary. But why-"
"Good." Mary leans against his chest and not another word is spoken. As the world outside slowly turns in and falls asleep to the world's lullaby, Junior glances at the mirror and wonders. He'd find the courage one day and ask; ask about the prison she called 'home' and the true meaning behind it all.
But right now, he was content with the best thing he never knew he needed.
Chapter 16 soon
The next few chapters will be about the past. It will explain A LOT of questions some of you may have. If you have any questions or concerns, leave them below. Great to be back in town. My skin may not be pleased right now but had a blast. Jones is an insane person and God love you but you're staying home next time. XD This fool nearly had me crash into a tree because of a mother duck. 'AWWWW!' Mind you, that startled me as I'm driving. Yeah....talking about you, JJ! lol It was fun. Now, back to reality.
My bad, dude! I'm sorry! Thought you saw them! lol
Anyway I can't wait to see the rest of the chapters. Glad you are going back cause I'm curious when you mentioned this was not the 1st time Mary had a crisis after the kids. I have an idea on what it MIGHT be but to avoid spoilers, I'll keep it to myself. I'm surprised Georgie didn't lose his cool but then again, John DID do this to him and Lyla and he'd hate to do the same to his son.
#BloodyPorgieLove these two and can't wait for more!!!
Chapter 15
"Hero"
'And they say that a hero will save us, I'm not gonna stand here and wait. I'll hold onto the wings of an Eagle, wat… morech as they all fly away.'
Junior turned the radio down as he parked his car beside the mall box. As he gathered his back pack and gym bag, he noticed several cars parked in the driveway. He noticed a few; his sisters, parents, even his papa's car was there. What the hell was going on? Junior assumed his mother called the entire family over for one of her traditional Friday night dinners; since all the kids were older now, she felt the need to make this into a tradition now.
Junior walked inside the town house; there was a strong aroma of coffee and cigars. He placed the gym bag inside the laundry room and his school bag beside his shoes. He'd pick those up later. Right now, the gym clothes needed a good wash. Before he managed to make it half way acroos the house, his sister Penelope stopped him.
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Well congrats on the job. I understand. Take your time. I too have been pretty busy and it keeps you sane for the most part. Hopefully everything is great on your side of the world.
I might take a break from writing on here for a while. I'm actually getting a job for the weekends, so I'm going to be even busier with stuf… moref :P I've written a little on Official Create Your Own TWD Story, if you want to check that out. It should be the most recent posts. I'm still gonna come here and read other people's stories so yeah. I won't be gone, but my work might be absent for a while! Don't worry though, as soon as I some inspiration for a new chapter, I'll definitely post it! It could be tomorrow, or it could be a week from now! Who knows? Lol. I just wanna say you guys are awesome and I wouldn't be here today if it weren't for the few of you who do read my stuff.
Yeah, things are going better than they have over the summer. At least I've got more of a schedule to follow now, so it helps some. Trying to get my bedroom reorganized, and it's a pain in the butt. Played the sims 4 about twice since I've gotten it, and so far, I really like it for the most part. There's a few little things that annoy me, but it's not bad. Can't wait for some expansions to liven it up a little more!
Well congrats on the job. I understand. Take your time. I too have been pretty busy and it keeps you sane for the most part. Hopefully everything is great on your side of the world.
Well, I'm glad to hear its getting better for you. Ever need anything or need to talk, feel free to PM me or anyone here. I got the Sims 4 not too long ago and I agree-so far, its been a real pleasure to play about 97% of the game I'm pleased with. The characters I created are a hoot! lol I'm looking forward to the expansions myself. The Supernatural ones are always fun to play.
Yeah, things are going better than they have over the summer. At least I've got more of a schedule to follow now, so it helps some. Trying t… moreo get my bedroom reorganized, and it's a pain in the butt. Played the sims 4 about twice since I've gotten it, and so far, I really like it for the most part. There's a few little things that annoy me, but it's not bad. Can't wait for some expansions to liven it up a little more!
The whole beginning half when Junior entered the room and his whole family was there and the mirror was behind his dad and Georgie yelling at first but then calming down and then the awkward part about sex and then the part where he realized he didn't want to be like John and the whole situation was just like him and Lyla omg I think I just exploded.
And then it was so sweet, Junior and Mary seeing eachother again after the whole thing. I loved it!
And I'm glad you and JJ had fun! That's cool that you guys know each other outside of the computer screen! Sorry your back got burned though. That sucks.
Chapter 15
"Hero"
'And they say that a hero will save us, I'm not gonna stand here and wait. I'll hold onto the wings of an Eagle, wat… morech as they all fly away.'
Junior turned the radio down as he parked his car beside the mall box. As he gathered his back pack and gym bag, he noticed several cars parked in the driveway. He noticed a few; his sisters, parents, even his papa's car was there. What the hell was going on? Junior assumed his mother called the entire family over for one of her traditional Friday night dinners; since all the kids were older now, she felt the need to make this into a tradition now.
Junior walked inside the town house; there was a strong aroma of coffee and cigars. He placed the gym bag inside the laundry room and his school bag beside his shoes. He'd pick those up later. Right now, the gym clothes needed a good wash. Before he managed to make it half way acroos the house, his sister Penelope stopped him.
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I might take a break from writing on here for a while. I'm actually getting a job for the weekends, so I'm going to be even busier with stuf… moref :P I've written a little on Official Create Your Own TWD Story, if you want to check that out. It should be the most recent posts. I'm still gonna come here and read other people's stories so yeah. I won't be gone, but my work might be absent for a while! Don't worry though, as soon as I some inspiration for a new chapter, I'll definitely post it! It could be tomorrow, or it could be a week from now! Who knows? Lol. I just wanna say you guys are awesome and I wouldn't be here today if it weren't for the few of you who do read my stuff.
Chapter 15
"Hero"
'And they say that a hero will save us, I'm not gonna stand here and wait. I'll hold onto the wings of an Eagle, wat… morech as they all fly away.'
Junior turned the radio down as he parked his car beside the mall box. As he gathered his back pack and gym bag, he noticed several cars parked in the driveway. He noticed a few; his sisters, parents, even his papa's car was there. What the hell was going on? Junior assumed his mother called the entire family over for one of her traditional Friday night dinners; since all the kids were older now, she felt the need to make this into a tradition now.
Junior walked inside the town house; there was a strong aroma of coffee and cigars. He placed the gym bag inside the laundry room and his school bag beside his shoes. He'd pick those up later. Right now, the gym clothes needed a good wash. Before he managed to make it half way acroos the house, his sister Penelope stopped him.
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Sometimes, Jones, I swear....lol Okay, GREN-we will get out of this bloody townQ Bloody c'mon then! XD It was fun, though. Glad you could ma… moreke it.
Nah but seriously, IDK how Carla manages to do all of that. She just loves him that much to say 'alright. This works.' As far as Gren goes with Junior....not saying much. Same thing with Ariana.
I might take a break from writing on here for a while. I'm actually getting a job for the weekends, so I'm going to be even busier with stuf… moref :P I've written a little on Official Create Your Own TWD Story, if you want to check that out. It should be the most recent posts. I'm still gonna come here and read other people's stories so yeah. I won't be gone, but my work might be absent for a while! Don't worry though, as soon as I some inspiration for a new chapter, I'll definitely post it! It could be tomorrow, or it could be a week from now! Who knows? Lol. I just wanna say you guys are awesome and I wouldn't be here today if it weren't for the few of you who do read my stuff.
Another fine chapter! Interesting to see the history between Toad and Hadgar, as well as the in inclusion of other The Wind in the Willows characters - I happen to have used that as a starting point for my character. Anyway, here's hoping Toad has the Force with him!
Toad turned around as he glared annoyed at the dwarf. When he faced forward again Odette knelt to his eyesight.
“Toad, without you this pl… morean won’t work. We need to rescue Peter before it’s to late…but we need you to do this for us.” She placed her hand on his shoulder.” We need you to be our ace in the hole.”
TBC
Fanfiction.net link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10586652/8/Fables-Nevermore
Well done on getting the job! What it is? Though it's perfectly fine if you'd rather not say. Still, I hope everything else is going okay for you, like with your Dad, and I look forward to your next instalment, whenever it will be.
I might take a break from writing on here for a while. I'm actually getting a job for the weekends, so I'm going to be even busier with stuf… moref :P I've written a little on Official Create Your Own TWD Story, if you want to check that out. It should be the most recent posts. I'm still gonna come here and read other people's stories so yeah. I won't be gone, but my work might be absent for a while! Don't worry though, as soon as I some inspiration for a new chapter, I'll definitely post it! It could be tomorrow, or it could be a week from now! Who knows? Lol. I just wanna say you guys are awesome and I wouldn't be here today if it weren't for the few of you who do read my stuff.
Chapter 15
"Hero"
'And they say that a hero will save us, I'm not gonna stand here and wait. I'll hold onto the wings of an Eagle, wat… morech as they all fly away.'
Junior turned the radio down as he parked his car beside the mall box. As he gathered his back pack and gym bag, he noticed several cars parked in the driveway. He noticed a few; his sisters, parents, even his papa's car was there. What the hell was going on? Junior assumed his mother called the entire family over for one of her traditional Friday night dinners; since all the kids were older now, she felt the need to make this into a tradition now.
Junior walked inside the town house; there was a strong aroma of coffee and cigars. He placed the gym bag inside the laundry room and his school bag beside his shoes. He'd pick those up later. Right now, the gym clothes needed a good wash. Before he managed to make it half way acroos the house, his sister Penelope stopped him.
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Well, here is MY input of the future of the storyteller awards. I'd love them to continue but with everyone busy now with work, school, personal life, its getting difficult to contribute to the thread. I'd hate for you to go through the trouble and only one or two people ACTUALLY write this month. Perhaps later in the remainder of the year, we will see more activity.
Hopefully, we will get a DLC soon and it will help give ideas or something for more ideas.
Hey all, I've created a poll to see if you guys still would want me to create the Fable Storyteller Awards for the upcoming months.
You c… morean vote your input here: http://strawpoll.me/2522360
I'll also have it in my original post above under the F.S.A. listings, please give feedback guys!
I agree with what Pie's said, if there are so few people doing it then it might not be worth all the effort you put in, especially if you're busy with college and the like yourself. I do really like the awards and think they're a good idea, though.
Hey all, I've created a poll to see if you guys still would want me to create the Fable Storyteller Awards for the upcoming months.
You c… morean vote your input here: http://strawpoll.me/2522360
I'll also have it in my original post above under the F.S.A. listings, please give feedback guys!
Good point, I should take a break for a while. I'll give it a couple months or so and I'll see what happens. The poll will still remain open nevertheless!
Well, here is MY input of the future of the storyteller awards. I'd love them to continue but with everyone busy now with work, school, pers… moreonal life, its getting difficult to contribute to the thread. I'd hate for you to go through the trouble and only one or two people ACTUALLY write this month. Perhaps later in the remainder of the year, we will see more activity.
Hopefully, we will get a DLC soon and it will help give ideas or something for more ideas.
Yep, I agree with you two. I should give it a couple months or so like I said above and I'll see what happens in the long-run. Thanks for the feedback so far, guys!
I agree with what Pie's said, if there are so few people doing it then it might not be worth all the effort you put in, especially if you're busy with college and the like yourself. I do really like the awards and think they're a good idea, though.
Comments
I was going to send you a video that you would least expect about pizza, yeah, maybe it's best that I don't share it. XD
This is a rather entertaining read to start a Thursday morning - good job! You've written it very well, and I'm intrigued to know what's going to happen! Have you any ideas of how many chapters you're going to do?
Très bon! Guess that kiss must have been a real zinger, I didn't expect Morgan and Peter to get together, but when you look back it seems like there might have been a different sort of friction for most of the time. It's been really exciting to read about Morgan.
I know what you mean. I've been meaning to reread a lot of the issues, especially the ones after about the time that Snow gave birth, since it's been a really long while >.<
Great pictures, Pie, and a great story! This one really has me gripped to find out what's going on!
Sorry if this chapter may seem a little rushed when compared to my previous ones. I really wanted to dish out another one because I was so eager to create more of Tezoth's story!
Chapter 12, Part 2: A Second Briefing
"Kikimora, I'm honored." Tez replied slyly after hearing her name. She then sighed. "Please, it's Kiki."
Shortly after, a phone rung from inside her apartment.
"Sorry, I may have to cut this conversation short, dragon. Besides, you have work you need to do." She walked inside her apartment again, carefully shutting the door.
Tezoth focused on the folder being held firmly in his grasp. He turned his head to both ends of the hallway to make sure nobody was watching, as he finally opened it to make note of the contents within.
"Tezoth,
After your expected behavior, you are to be given this assignment instead. It shall make for a great experience to hone your 'thieving' skills, if you will. Make your way over to the Lucky Pawn pawnshop and merely 'take back' an object that is of great importance. A picture is provided below."
The thief looked down to view the photograph, a few red circles highlighted a few things in the picture. One circle highlighted an axe, the second highlighted a funny looking bald guy, with text being alongside the circle around him. It read, "Do not confront or speak to unless absolutely necessary."
"...unless absolutely necessary? This guy doesn't look like he could do any damage." Tez thought. He looked down the file further, there were a couple more lines of text on the paper.
"Remember, once you retrieve the axe, deliver it to the Woodsman. It is vital that he retrieves it."
Tez looked over the page once more and flipped it over, there was nothing else to be read. He put the paper back neatly where it was and closed the folder. He headed back towards the elevator - before the thief could push the button, the elevator door had already opened.
There she was, Rose again.
Rose smirked, while she put her hands on her hips.
"I was coming-
-are you doing here?"
Both of them paused, as they looked at each other confounded by how they spoke at the same time.
"Oh, sorry for interrupting, you go first 'Mister Thief'."
"No, no, it would be rude of me to speak when there is exalted company before me. Please."
Rose giggled. "Wow, what a gentleman. Okay then, Bigby told me you were up here, so I was coming up to bring you your glasses." She held his aviators in front of him.
Tez felt a little embarrassed, during his visit to Kiki's, he thought he had the shades on him after all this time.
Rose noticed his sudden embarrassment. "It's okay, even a master thief makes a mistake once in a while." She then glanced at the folder Tez was carrying.
"What's that you got there? Is that your mission file or something?"
Tez took the glasses and put them on. "Uh, no," He tried to shield the folder from her view. "It's, um, a thing I have to deliver to your sister."
"What sort of thing?" She crossed her arms.
"A file, on myself. Yeah, that's it."
Rose pushed the elevator button to the ground floor and walked towards him.
"You have yet to persuade this Rose." She laughed. "Can I see the folder now, please? Maybe I can help?"
Tez still held onto the folder willingly. "I don't know, I must prove myself to Bigby and Snow. From what I've read, this task may be dangerous."
"Dangerous? Heh, I can handle myself. Besides, I know nearly everyone in Fabletown, you could use my help nevertheless."
Tez sighed. "You got me, again. You're a persistent one, aren't you?" He handed the folder over to Rose. "Only when I need to be." She responded.
Rose scanned the folder until the elevator came to a halt. Rose then gave the folder back to him while the doors opened. "Phfff, easy, I know the place and that guy in the picture. A complete sleazeball, but he's pretty nice once when you get to know him."
"Well, Miss Rose, after you - since you're so eager to help me."
"No, dragons first, obviously. That's like, my Rose Etiquette 101."
Tez laughed. "Nice."
END, of Chapter 12 part 2.
Interesting, I love the little details you've given us of Maddie grooming her paw and the way you described this 'Drusilla' character of yours, Ben's a lucky guy to have her.
Well, time to look forward to more time-traveling stuff now, haha.
Letting dragons go first is a good rule to live by - as good, in fact, as this chapter! It's a great set-up for his heist, and there should seriously be a series of Tez and Rose escapades.
Lol, again, thank you for the kind words. I was thinking on that too, having them do multiple robberies together, we'll see how the story pans out in the long-run, now won't we?
Chapter 14
'Family'
Note: Gonna do a quick chapter. Be gone the rest of today and tomorrow. JJWolf and I are going out of town for a guy's only weekend with a couple of our other buds. Need a break from work and school. Thank God the misses understands.
See ya'll on Sunday!
Enjoy.
I watched as the mountain of Parmesan cheese grew with every passing second. The foul smell lingered in the air, as my uncle Gren took several bites, wiped his mouth and proceeded to carry on with his meal.
"Sorry, kiddo. Hope you were in the mood for pizza." He poured MORE cheese as he spoke. "Damn place STILL won't leave things well enough alone. I mean, that was TEN years ago, kid! TEN! Oh well."
"No, this...this is fine, uncle Gren." I tried making eye contact with him. "Thanks for lunch."
As if things couldn't get more uncle Gren, he digs into his pocket and pulls out an aluminum can of Sardines. He glances around the busy parlor and before I could voice my concern, he pops the top and dumps the entire can of salty fish onto his slice. I'm down for some Anchovies; I've them before on my pizza and they were not too bad. But when they look slimy, still have the heads on and their brine is soaking up inside the bread, NOW we have a problem. Fuck. Grendels are disgusting Fables.
"You want some, Junior?"
"Uhh...no, thank you uncle Gren."
"Hm, well, more for me!"
Yeah. You do that. "Have you met Peter's new girlfriend yet?"
He wipes his mouth. "Ariana-yeah, I met her yesterday when I stopped by your folk's place to look at the water heater."
"Do you find her a bit, well, strange?"
"I thought all Princesses were strange in their own way." He laughs, as he takes another bite.
"No, I mean-like she is up to something...."
"Honestly, kid, we should be talking about YOU, not Peter..."
"Me? What about-"
That look. "Junior, you KNOW what I'm going to say-"
I sigh. "Mary, huh?"
"Bingo."
"What about Mary."
"Well, I'm a bit concerned she's leaving you to juggle with all of these responsibilities, while she avoids them and does as she pleases."
"She's being having a crisis lately." I paused to drink from my cup. "Remember how strange she was acting after George was born, then Sheila, the twins...and its like she is trying to avoid something ALL together."
"Have you tried talking to her?"
I roll my eyes. "Yeah, you TRY talking to Bloody Mary about something YOU think is wrong with her..."
"Hmm. Guess you are right."
There was silence between us as we manage to finish the remainder of the pizza. The city life outside the window picks up and the late night commute devours what remaining sidewalk and streets left. The lights come on, as the darkness turns into a world of neon lights and colors.
"Thank you...thank you for the money..."
I despised handouts and my family knew it. Dad still does it when he senses there is trouble. I've learned to just accepts his 'gifts' and not complain. Now, my uncle Gren was continuing the ritual of the 'Porgie Charity' foundation. As I spoke, he took out a few dollar bills and tossed them onto the table.
"Look, kid. I KNOW what that's like-not wanting help and you desperately want to do this alone. But I'm looking at my nephew and he's exhausted; you are the one working, paying the bills and taking care of those babies. Whatever Mary is going through, she needs to suck it up and deal with it."
He sighs, as we push in our chairs. We wave to the guys behind the counter, as we step outside. I pull out a cigarette, as uncle Gren takes a swig from his 'secret' compartment. I inhale the smoke deeply, as he rubs his hands together.
"Where are the kids now?"
"Mary is watching them."
"You in a hurry to go home or do you have time to spare with your uncle Gren?"
I grin. "Nah, I got time." He pats me on the back. "Good, good. I miss ya, kid. Know you're busy but it would be nice to see you a bit more. Listen..."
He takes another long sip. "Do not worry about Ariana or nothing like that. Focus on yourself, kiddo. Can you do that for me? Mary...she's....she's been through a lot and she has a nasty habit of bottling her emotions in. Seems like centuries of guilt and anger is finally showing its ugly head."
"What things, uncle Gren?" He had my curiosity, as we waited for the light to turn. "I know SOME but-"
He hung his head. "Someone told me, love saves all. But fuck, kid-look at what it does to a person."
"But you and aunt Carla-"
"We went through HELL, Junior. It was CENTURIES before I found her. Mary-" He paused, as we walked across. "Mary has a hard time 'understanding' love and the TRUE meaning behind it. You show her love all the fuckin' time."
"Uncle Gren-"
"I fear, though, it won't do for her. I hope you are prepared, kid."
"Prepared? Uncle Gren, I don't-"
He peered up, only to kiss the top of my forehead. "You'll find out. Even us Fables know so little about Mary. She's a closed book, Junior, even to you." He takes another drink. "You have to look DEEPER..."
We both continued to walk, as the wind picked up and swayed between the branches and groups of people. The sky above became a blanket of solid gray and miniature droplets of cold, as we took our time to walk along the city streets. No one took the time to notice a concerned uncle and his nephew, making their way to their next destination.
"Uncle Gren-"
"You know what, I know its fuckin' cold but do you want some ice cream?" He chuckles. "Just don't tell your aunt Carla...."
I laugh. "Yeah, uncle Gren. That sounds good..."
Mary crossed my mind the entire time I enjoyed my Mint Chocolate Chip. Uncle Gren could see the concern deep in my eyes. I appreciated him at that moment. Even as a kid, he always did things like this, especially if my day was shit. I'd find out. Mary may have hid for centuries from the Fable community and herself but I was not going to stand there and wait.
Only one person had the answers I was looking for. And I'd call Peter later on for that.
Chapter 15 soon
Junior may not be ready for what is to come. He's got a long road ahead of him. If you have comments or concerns, leave them below.
Can't wait! I've got my things packed!
Wanna get out of this bloody town, Georgie! XD
Anyways, ewww. 0.o How does Carla even KISS him after all that?! Grendels ARE gross Fables. lol I'm starting to think Gren KNOWS something but wants Junior to seek it himself. Their relationship btw. Adorable!!
Can't wait for more!
Tezose.
Glad to know that Junior still has an uncle like Gren to look up to, even if he doesn't want his help. It's the thought that counts.
I hope you two have fun! Don't run over anything now!
This was a sweet chapter
STILL really intrigued about Mary, I NEED to know what's up with her! AND Ariana. I'm gonna go on a whim here: They're sisters? If I'm right, DON'T TELL ME ANYTHING. And if I'm wrong, STILL DON'T TELL ME ANYTHING. I don't want to be a spoiler if I AM right, lol. Basically, disregard what I said XD Good chapter, I love how they went for some icecream afterwards.
I love Rose
I'm not sure letting Rose see the file is going to be bad or not, but I'm just going to pretend like it was no big deal unless something bad happens because he showed her. So yeah. Great Chapter! "Rose Etiquette 101." XD I imagine the list is small, but letting Dragons Go First is a must!
Yeah, pretend like it's no big deal for now until you see the next chapter! Kiki, on the other hand... she may be pissed off about that if she ever finds out. :O
You've gotta hope Gren has a peppermint mouth-spray or something before he goes back to Carla xD It's good that Junior has his uncle keeping his interests at heart though, and hopefully he'll be there to support Junior with whatever is happening to Mary.
Hope you guys are having a good time!
I haven't judged it exactly, but I'm estimating around twenty or so. It just depends on how long each part feels
NEVERMORE
CHAPTER 6: Toad in the Hole.
Once upon a time, centuries ago...
The car chugged on as the refugee flow seemed to go even slower and slower. Toad had given up honking the horn in hopes of the crowd going faster but it seems even the Fables from the…less developed kingdoms did not seem to mind or care about the automobile. Toad felt his son stirring in the back seat of the car as he slept. Toad stroked his son’s head and prayed he had some good dreams, that he could see his mother again. Mole also gave in to sleep but unlike Junior he jumped awake, covered in sweat.” Ratty, ratty!” he would scream. It took Badger’ stern paw last time to keep him from topping the car over.
Badger was seated next to Toad at the passenger’s seat, reading his book as if nothing had happened. Each person dealt with grief in their own way, his father used to tell him.
“How is the fuel?” Badger flipped a page as if the answer he was going to get did not seem to matter anyway.
“We should be fine till that dragon’ sanctuary...” Toad replied, one hand on the wheel as he used the other to lean on the doorway. He looked up as he saw the refugee train move upward towards the snow peaked mountains. Several sentries were posted around each bend and several flying creatures patrolled the airspace around it. As the slope went up the first of the guards popped up. It was clear these hardened men had seen combat and one or two had scars on their faces or arms.
“Move along, people lest the gobs decide to find this place.” one of the guards said. A confused man in regal attire which had the distinct sigil of a frog on it pulled on the guard’s sleeves.
“Excuse me good s-ser, is this the gateway to the mundane world?”
“Aye, it is sire.” The guardsmen replied.” Please move along.”
“Y-you think my family will be there? I lost sight of them when the adversary came…” the frog prince seemed very confused.
“I am certain they are.” The guard smiled and called one of his peers.” Please escort the prince to Lord Smaug, will you Williams?”
“Isn’t it King Smaug?” the other guard smirked.
“Not down here or under his mountain.”
Williams smirked but gladly escorted the confused prince up the mountain.
“Can we get a similar treatment as well?” Toad frowned at the guard.
“I’m sure your….” The battle-hardened guard eyed the automobile.” Contraption will do just fine.”
Toad shook his head and urged the car slowly forward.” Fucking gobshit-“
A furry paw flew to his head which nearly made Toad lose control of the wheel.
“Language.” Badger said sternly as he added a angry glare with that statement.
Toad groaned and muttered to himself.” I should’ve left you there when the gobs came….”
Badger did not deign a reply and went back to reading his book.
Despite the rather loud engine the former lord of Toad hall managed to overhear several conversations.
“I heard Bearskin got routed at Hollyfield.” A weary man said to another traveler.
“Headed to the Far Keep I wager.” The other man replied.
“I heard he was headed to Indu to link up the resistance there.” A ogre chimed in.
“Are you kidding, Indu got taken over ages ago!” A woman joined in.” My brother in law was killed there when the adversary smashed Brittanica’s armies. Not even their gunpowder weaponry stopped them!”
Toad groaned, she was right. His homeland also fell to the adversary’s goblins and knights and dragons. What use was a cannon when a dragon could blow it up. He remembered his hall burning, Ratty brandishing a pitchfork along with the weasels to drive the goblins back while Toad took his son and ran. He remembered them screaming, remembered her screaming. He turned around to see his son still sleeping. He would have to tell the truth someday about his mother. He said she was already in the mundane world and she was waiting for them. He hated himself for lying but it was the only way, he thought. To keep Junior going, to start believing the lie. Toad rooted through his jacket and held a bauble. A heirloom of the Toad family line, the only thing of worth he managed to take with him. And he would give it away immediately if it meant bringing back Ratty and Toadette.
“I shouldn’t have left them, Badger…” Toad said.” Toadette, Ratty, the otters…even the bloody weasels. They stayed…”
“And they died, Toad. You did what you had to do and save your son. Me and Mole owe our lives to you.” He placed his furred hand on the former owner of Toad Hall.” One day we will return, old friend. And we will take back everything that is lost.”
Toad smiled a little at that and nodded.” Thank yo-“
The car came to a dead stop as it hit a ogre who did not seem to move.
“Oi!” Toad honked much to Badger’s annoyance.” Budge it!”
“Hmm….dad?” Junior stirred as he sat up.
“It’s alright son, just lard arse here doesn’t want to fucking move!” he honked some more.
“Maybe he is stuck?” Junior wiped his eyes.
“Ah, Ratty!” Mole jumped up.” Ratty, where are you?!”
“Oh for fu-Badger hold him down!” Toad shouted.
“Language!” Badger glared as he held Mole down.
“If you rather want to walk now is t-“
A loud crashing sound send everyone in the car up a few inches as a loud force smashed into the hood. A club held by the ogre was lodged in it as the beast snarled.
“You….you fucker!” Toad shouted and leaped at the Ogre. The beast was very agile despite his size and caught the anthropomorphic creature with its hand.
“I don’t like noise.” The ogre began to squeeze. Toad cried out in pain.” Let me go…wanker!”
“When I squeeze things, they go shhh…” the ogre grinned.
Badger and Mole stepped out of the destroyed car and pulled at the gore who was crushing their friend. Toad punched his fists into the ogre’s face as hard as he could but the brute did not seem to feel it. His world began to swim in black as the creature big stupid grin was etched on his occuli.
That day Toad of Toad hall would have died, if not for a surprising rescue.
The hammer flew like a arrow into the ogre’s cheek which send the brute tumbling to the ground and released toad from its grip. Like it came the hammer flew back to its owner, a dwarf in battle scared armour who seemed to be in a very bad mood.
“Rübezahl, I told yer ta last time. Keep movin’ or ah will kick yer back ta Rus meself!” the dwarf shouted before he helped Toad up.” Yer alright?”
“Aye, fine..” Toad set his bowler hat straight. The dwarf nodded before he walked over to the downed ogre and helped him up as well. The ogre shook his head.” That hurt, dwarf.”
“It was meant ta hurt, git.” The dwarf handed the ogre his club back.” Stop picking fights, it aint worth it. If yer angry and yer want ta vent we need more cannon fodder ta hold ta adversary off.”
“I will….keep moving.” Rübezahl nodded and continued on his way as did the rest of the refugee flow.
“Do you always throw your hammer at people, young man?” Badger asked.
“I use it for all ma troubles.” The dwarf smirked. His eyes wandered over to the car.” A automobile? Very rare in these parts.”
“You know of automobiles?” Toad raised his brow.
“Aye, me and me brothers worked on all kinds of things. Automobiles, golems, iron pigs, hammers wielded by gods which are strong enough to level mountain chains.” He offered his hand to Toad.” Hadgar Dainson of the Se…” the dwarf’s eyes went sad for a moment.” Formerly of the Seven.”
“Toad, of Toad Hall.” The Toad smiled and shook his hand.” Also formerly. These are Mr badger, Mr Mole and my son, Junior. Say hello boy.” The Toad smiled at his son who still hid in the remnants of the car.” Don’t be rude, son. Say hello.”
The boy looked wearily before he uttered a small hello and ducked back.
The dwarf chuckled and walked over to the car. He opened the hood up and began messing around.
Before anyone could ask what the dwarf was doing the engine rifted up again as the headlight’s of the vehicle switched back on.
“Good heavens.” Mole blinked.” How did you do it?”
The dwarf slammed the hood back down and winked at the mole.” Subterranean secret, ah will tell yer later.” The mole smiled at that.
“I don’t know how to thank you.” Toad said.” That’s twice you saved my life there.”
“Rübezahl is a lot of things but he isn’t a killer. He would’ve felt bad and given you a lift. Ah just smoothed ta process. If yer wanna repay me yer can gimme a lift if yer like.”
“Sure!” Toad said.” It is the least I can do, Mr Dainson.”
“Call me Hadgar.” The dwarf said and hopped in the car after the others.
The car picked up speed since fewer refugees stood in the way the more they went up. Junior began to warm up to the dwarf as did Mr Mole. He and Hadgar would talk for what seemed like hours of tunneling and digging holes. Toad tried to educate him more about automobiles but Hadgar admitted his knowledge was more practical than theory, he knew about cogs and gears but never knew about their names or how fast a motorcar could go. As long as it ran, it was fine. Truth be told Toad was grateful to have the dwarf along, it seemed to heighten up spirits. The news of the war and the rumours that it spawned seemed to persist in the dazzling heights as well.
“I heard half a hive of goblins swapped sides.” A wizard said to a black robed tanned man with a red parrot on his shoulder.” You recall that woman who can make gold out of straw?”
“And was turned Queen because of it? Yes I remember that droll affair…” the dark man leaned on his serpent shaped staff as his red bird croaked.” Aargh, droll! Aaargh, droll!”
“Well according to rumour a goblin shaman had a contract with her before, promising her firstborn child for his services. She deceived him but years later when the adversary and that goblin’s hive came she enforced the contract so the contract the warlock made with the hive would be broken.”
“Oh, that does sound interesting…” the car drove past them, Toad has his fill of tales.
They passed through clouds and could see miles in the distance. Acres upon acres of forests, fields, castles…and fires.
“Prince Flycatcher’s kingdom dat.” Hadgar pointed out.” Poor bastards never stood a chance.”
“Did any of us ever stand a chance?” Badger asked. None replied.
The car eventually reached the top of the mountain…and where many dragons were nesting.
Dragons of all colours were there. Green, red, orange, purple, amethyst, black and so forth. Most seemed to be on guard while others were fitted with wooden houses on their backs.
“We give the dragons coin and in return they fly us to the mundane realm.” Badger looked around. “ That is the transaction, correct?”
“Aye.” Hadgar nodded.” Dey tink ta adversary aint no real threat and dey are scammin’ us.”
“Haven’t they fought their kin yet? Or the warlocks?” Mole asked.” I saw a dragon blow up a whole artillery line.”
“We did.” A heavy voice said. The car stopped as a red dragon stood in front of them. The dragon was huge, with scales as red as blood. It’s belly was entirely caked with gold, diamonds and other precious gems. Junior began to shiver uncomfortably as toad tried in vain to calm him down.
The dragon’s reptilian face stooped down to their level.” A few minor drakes, nothing we cannot handle. Yet if you lesser beings wish to flee we would not mind taking your coin.”
“I have read of you.” Badger bowed his head.” Smaug the magnificent, rightful ruler of the Lonely mountain.”
“Ah, have you little badger?” the dragon sounded amused.” My homeland is far removed from yours. Only few non draconic know of me outside of it.” its eyes fell on Hadgar.” And they have no reason to love me and vice versa.”
“Least ah wasn’t outfoxed by a bloody burglar…” Hadgar spat. Smaug seemed to flare up which made junior even more scared.
“Would you mind not pissing off the dragon?!” Toad sneered at Hadgar.
“He is merely upset I do not wish to carry him or his kin to the mundane realm.” Smaug seemed to have regained his composure.
“Why not?” Toad asked as he held his son close.
“Because they were responsible for me being ousted from my rightful kingdom. Therefore every dwarf and…barrel rider deserve the death the adversary will bestow upon them.”
“Oi, hat about ma purse?” the dwarf held out a purse of coin.” Aint my gold worth passage?”
“Dwarf gold is worth nothing to me and even so that meager amount is not worth even half. You will stay here dwarf.”
The fire in the dwarf’s eyes went out as the realization kicked in. “Ah thought so…” Hadgar sighed and got out of the car.” Ah had ta try at least.”
“Wait, you give up so soon?” Mole asked.
“Ah can try another dragon.” The dwarf smiled.” Ah will be fine, honest.”
But Toad knew out of all the dragons, Smaug was actually the cheapest. If that purse of coin was not worth his attention, no other dragon would think twice to even consider letting the dwarf on.
“Wait a minute.” Toad digged through his jacket and held out a shiny bauble. Smaug’s eye gleamed as he leaned closer.” Ah, a fine piece.”
“It belonged to my father and his father and his father-you know the spiel. I want to buy passage for the dwarf.” Toad steadied his heart.
“What? Mr Toad you don-“ Hadgar tried to say but Badger merely looked at him which made the dwarf fall silent.
Smaug looked upon the bauble. He hissed before he nodded.” Very well, he can come along. But only this dwarf and none other!” the dragon extended its clawed paw.
“Deal.” Toad gave the dragon the bauble. Amused like a child the dragon smirked and made its way to the docking stations.
“Toad…” Mole gasped.” That was your father’s bauble!”
“I know…” Toad sighed.
“It’s been in your family for generations!”
“I know, Mole…” Toad rubbed his brow.
“Yer bought ma spot…” Hadgar seemed astonished.” Ah…thank yer. No dwarf would do that…”
“Well, good thing I’m not a dwarf eh?” Toad smiled.” Besides, I owed you a favour still.” He extended his hand again which Hadgar gladly took.
“You know what yer just made me do?” Hadgar smirked.
“Crushing my hand?” Toad winced.
“No, yer got a friend for life ma friend.”
Once upon a time, today...
“Right…Toad, try again now!” Hadgar shouted from beneath the hood. The Slumlord hummed to himself as he read a magazine with a half-naked woman on the cover.” Miss August, you make me regret not being a mammal…even if half of you Is plastic as shite…”
“Oi, Toad!” Hadgar shouted which snapped the former heir of Toad Hall to his senses.” Start ta bloody car!”
“Hold your fucking horses!” Toad cursed and stashed the Playboy away before he turned the key. The engine sputtered before it died down again.
“Damnit!” Hadgar kicked the car before he sat down.” Thor fucking damnit!”
“Oi, easy with the car!” Toad jumped out and walked over with two cans of beer. He offered one to Hadgar who gladly took it and chugged it down.
“Natives messed up my car something rotten…” Toad glared at his vehicle.” Was running fine till they shot it with arrows.”
“Ah don’t know what’s wrong with it.” Hadgar placed the cold beer can on his forehead to combat the tropical heat before he chugged more down.
” I saw you start up a car after it got smashed by a manic depressive ogre, the hell is wrong with my car?” Toad asked
“Fook if ah know…” the dwarf shrugged.” Ah aint to good in magical afflictions…if it is even dat. I told yer bringin’ yer old car along is a bad idea.”
“Hey, I was supposed to be the getaway driver. Nobody told me we were going for a rescue mission to get Pan’s ass out of the fire!” Toad opened his can of beer and took a sip.
“Yer tellin’ me. Ah was just supposed to break ta vault open.” Hadgar took a sip from his can of beer.” Where did yer get that playboy anyway?”
“Pan;s cabinet on the ship. Since he didn’t need it…” Toad smirked.” Still a lot of sticky pages though.”
The two looked at each other before the erupted into laughter and clinked their cans of beer together.
His eyes darted to Hook, Tiger Lilly and Odette who were hunched over a map as they discussed tactics. The plan was to use the car to get in the Wendy House, grab Peter and get out. That plan changed when the car broke down and that plan changed when Tiger Lilly’s scouts reported that Pan was brought to the cave of eternal youth. Rumblestiltskin had begun meditating to mentally prepare several spells to handle any potential Imperial warlocks or other magical threats both the Empire or Neverland could send at them.
“Fountain of fucking youth…” Toad shook his head.” Can you believe that shit?”
“Well Rumblestiltskin’s adopted daughter is shagging and marrying a dragon who got shot down by some asshole who took aiming advice from a fookin’ bird. Ma great-grandson is shagging Tinker Belle. We flew in on a gods damned pirate ship, you are a three foot talkin’ Toad with a bowler hat…”
“Alright, alright I get it…” Toad rolled his eyes.” The hell are you pissed for?”
“Ah just…” Hadgar sighed.”…it’s not ta first time I couldn’t get somethin’ ta work.”
Toad looked at his friend with a raised brow.” How do you mean?”
“Ta reason ta garage aint doing so great is because half the time ah can’t get cars ta work anymore. If anythin’ ta others are clearing up ma slack but dey are to polite to say ah should retire. “ he sighed.” It’s like ah…lost ta magic, yer know.”
“The drive?” Toad asked to which the dwarf nodded.” Well what happened to make you lose it?”
Hadgar shrugged.” Dunnea, ah think I’m not needed. My great-grandsons are doin’ fine by demselves, ma garage as well…Feel worthless yer know. Hell ah only came ‘ere because maybe Odin may take pity and take me ta Valhalla if ah die in battle.”
“What are you talking about?” Toad took a seat next to him.” You are a Dainson, one of the Seven. Even Snow White was scared shitless of you at one point.”
“Not helping ma self-esteem dere, Toad…” Hadgar groaned.
“Look point is Hadgar…I don’t trust any of these people. The moment you croak it I’m stuck with ‘em. So don’t die on me, deal?”
The dwarf raised his brow but sure enough extended his hand which Toad shook. “Thanks.” The dwarf said before he got back up and got to work again.
Toad’s eyes fell upon Odette as he leaned on his car, his back turned to Hadgar.” You trust her?”
“Who?” the dwarf looked up.
“Swan girl, Odette.” Toad said.” Ever since she came aboard I had a bad feeling about her. Felt my mucus run cold.”
“Ew?” Hadgar frowned confused.
“You know what I mean.” Toad retorted.” She just happened to escape, knows where Pan is and all that shite?”
“She isn’t a traitor, Toad…” Hadgar kept working on the car.
“Maybe, but she aint here to find her Prince Charming. I know that for a fact.” He turned to face his friend.” Just….keep a eye out, alright?”
“Aye, will do.”
“I’m serious, Hadgar. Keep a eye out.”
“Fine, ah will. Ah will…Freya’s tits…” Hadgar cursed. Toad went back to his driver’ seat and had to take what he could get from that.
It took another ten minutes, which Toad spend by looking up his Playboy magazine, before the car got started again.
“About damn time.” Hook said as he came over.” Toad, it’s your time to shine.”
“I’m not doing any Death Star runs for you , Hook! The former slumlord pointed at the pirate captain.
“It isn’t a suicide run.” Hook folded his arms.” You and Hadgar are going back to the Jolly Roger.”
“What for?” Hadgar cleaned his dirty hands from the engine.
“Rufio has to many men with him. Even with my tribe it would be impossible to take him down. They have ten times the shaman, men and mystical creatures on their side.” Tiger Lilly said.” So we will have to play to our strengths.”
Hook nodded. “ You are going back to the Jolly Roger because that is the only place in Neverland with the tools, resources and knowhow to upgrade the car into a tank.”
Toad blinked.” A tank? You want me to turn my precious car that I took from the Homelands into a….a TANK?!”
“Fook yeah!” Hadcgar cheered.” I’m all up for dat shit!”
Toad turned around as he glared annoyed at the dwarf. When he faced forward again Odette knelt to his eyesight.
“Toad, without you this plan won’t work. We need to rescue Peter before it’s to late…but we need you to do this for us.” She placed her hand on his shoulder.” We need you to be our ace in the hole.”
TBC
Fanfiction.net link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/10586652/8/Fables-Nevermore
Sometimes, Jones, I swear....lol Okay, GREN-we will get out of this bloody townQ Bloody c'mon then! XD It was fun, though. Glad you could make it.
Nah but seriously, IDK how Carla manages to do all of that. She just loves him that much to say 'alright. This works.' As far as Gren goes with Junior....not saying much. Same thing with Ariana.
I might take a break from writing on here for a while. I'm actually getting a job for the weekends, so I'm going to be even busier with stuff :P I've written a little on Official Create Your Own TWD Story, if you want to check that out. It should be the most recent posts. I'm still gonna come here and read other people's stories so yeah. I won't be gone, but my work might be absent for a while! Don't worry though, as soon as I some inspiration for a new chapter, I'll definitely post it! It could be tomorrow, or it could be a week from now! Who knows? Lol. I just wanna say you guys are awesome and I wouldn't be here today if it weren't for the few of you who do read my stuff.
Chapter 15
"Hero"
'And they say that a hero will save us, I'm not gonna stand here and wait. I'll hold onto the wings of an Eagle, watch as they all fly away.'
Junior turned the radio down as he parked his car beside the mall box. As he gathered his back pack and gym bag, he noticed several cars parked in the driveway. He noticed a few; his sisters, parents, even his papa's car was there. What the hell was going on? Junior assumed his mother called the entire family over for one of her traditional Friday night dinners; since all the kids were older now, she felt the need to make this into a tradition now.
Junior walked inside the town house; there was a strong aroma of coffee and cigars. He placed the gym bag inside the laundry room and his school bag beside his shoes. He'd pick those up later. Right now, the gym clothes needed a good wash. Before he managed to make it half way acroos the house, his sister Penelope stopped him.
"Junior-" She appeared troubled as she spoke.
"Can you move, please? I have a ton of homework, a project due on Monday and these clothes-"
"Mom and dad want to speak to you. They asked me to send you in their direction when-"
Anxious, Junior peered around the corner; every one of his relatives sat at the dinning room table; his Uncle Gren and papa, however, were leaning against the counter, drinking Bourben from a glass cup.
"What's going on, Penny?" Perturbed, he grabbed his sister's arm. "Why are they all here, waiting for me?"
Penny pointed in the direction of their father. Behind Georgie, stood the mirror. Junior's heart sunk to his feet and became heavy objects keeping him down. The color of his face melted away, as his breathing became ponderous and the sweat formed around his brow.
"No-" He mumbled, trying to grasp this moment. "They...they found it!? But how-"
"Dad went in your room to borrow a pen and found Mary sitting in your bed....Junior-"
At that moment, his emotions quickly turned into a whirlwind of concern and vexation; he warned Mary several times about sneaking out of the mirror when so many people were in the house. Now, the secret he had hidden from his parents was now out in the open. He swallowed back the fear, as Junior entered the kitchen. So many worried eyes glanced over at the teen standing in the doorway. Surprisingly, his father's eyes did not display anger; instead, he seemed more distressed than anything.
"Junior-" He gave the chair next to him a pat. "Please, my boy. Take a seat."
He walked past his Aunts, Uncles and grandparents; all of them seemed uneasy with the current situation at hand. His papa watched him, as he took a seat beside his father. His mother, sitting beside him, grabbed Junior's hand and tightened her grip around his fingers.
"What, uh, what is going on, dad?" His attention was directed at the mirror. "Penelope said you guys wanted-"
Georgie sighed. "How long, Junior?"
"How long what, dad?"
Georgie slammed his fist down onto the table. "DON'T FUCK with me, boy! How long have you been playin' 'house' with Bloody Mary?"
The urge to weep was deep within. "Dad, I-"
"ANSWER ME, JUNIOR!" The other fist came crashing down, causing several glasses to dance against the wood. "NOW!"
"Georgie!" Lyla reached over and grabbed Georgie's shoulder. "Enough! You promised me you'd TALK to him and not have this turn into your infamous shouting matches! I will not have you push him away!"
Junior watched his father pull out a cigarette, light it up and inhale the smoke. He glanced over and offered Junior one. He took this gesture as a token of forgivness. As he lit his up, his father spoke.
"Junior, my boy-how long." The sorrow in his voice began crushing Junior as he spoke. "How long...have you two been seeing one another-"
"Since...since I called her at Gren Junior's birthday party. The sleepover is where-"
"I know!" He rubbed his forehead with his thumb and index finger. "And after that."
"It would be a week before I called her back, dad. I...something...something was different that time, like she was EXPECTING me to call her back. I wasn't terrified that time; it felt right having her in my room and even after all the threats she threw my way, nothing..."
Georgie sighed, as he took another drag from the cigarette. "Have you two, connected yet..."
"Connected? You mean this mark-"
"No, Junior. Connected. Had...." For some reason, Georgie couldn't say it. All he saw when he looked at his son was this little boy determined to one day make his father proud; this freckled face kid playing Soccer, drawing pictures, helping his mother in the kitchen and being a loving big brother. That is all Georgie could see.
He took a moment to collect his thoughts. "...Sex, son. Have you and Bloody Mary engaged in sexual-"
Junior could feel his complextion become rubicund, as the words flew from his father's lips. "Dad! I, uh-" He glanced around the room. "There are so many people here-"
"Have you, Junior?"
"Yes." The words felt like daggers against his tounge.
"When?"
"Last night."
Georgie stood up and walked behind Junior. Junior closed his eyes and prepared for the worst. Instead, he felt his father's fingers trace the mark located on his neck. The image was no longer 'fresh' to the touch but now had the appearance of a scar. It had a tint of vermilion to it but within seconds, it was a rosey indintation on his son. Georgie could recall the first time he noticed the picture; the symbol it stood for and the person that left it. The Witches were right. Then again, when do they ever lie?
"Dad-"
"I wish you would have told me about you and Mary seeing one another."
"Well, you hid the mirrors and-"
Georgie sighed. "I was only trying to protect you." Georgie looked over at John, who tried avoiding eye contact. This was Deja Vu all over again. Where has Georgie seen this before?
He was very indiginant when he found Mary in his room, the mirror shoved behind the book case. At that moment, it didn't matter if Mary had the upper hand; he wanted to destroy her and erase any evidence of Mary from the book. Georgie was determined to destroy Mary and avoid further 'connecting' she had planned for his son. But as he stood before the mirror hopper, all he could see was himself; those years John tried to erase Lyla's memory and keep Georgie from continuing anything with her.
He saw Junior slowly becoming a shall of a man, knowing something was missing from his life. He couldn't live with himself, watching his boy slowly drift away and become a miserable, lonely man. He didn't want to become the next John.
"Junior, I KNOW I hid these from you-fuck son, I'm enough to know when I've been defeated. I WAS trying to protect you but-" He paused and looked over at the mirror. "But, I know what that's like and although I wish you would have come to me, I'm glad you are happy with this. Right, son. You are happy?"
Junior simply gave a nod. "Then so be it."
Georgie grabbed Junior and held him. "My boy." He rubbed his back, as Junior tightly wrapped his arms around his back. "My Junior. You are too much like me, boy..."
Georgie gave Junior back the mirror. Although he could sense the fear within his family members, what could they possibly do? Once a connection has occured, Heaven and Hell couldn't part them. He and Mary were now joined as one and everyone in that room and even beyond the city of Fabletown knew it.
That night, as the excitment of the day dwindled down, he called Mary back. Before he finished repeating her name for the second time, she sppeared in his room.
"Hey you." Junior smiled as he held her hands. "Nice seeing you again."
Mary laughs, as her fingers lace around Junior's. "I'm not expecting pitch forks and an angry mob walking in, demanding I be burned at the stake, right?"
"No, sweetie." Junior passionatly kisses Mary.
"Hm, well after this afternoon-"
"You saw that?"
"Junior, this thing is a window to the WORLD! Not to mention your mark was giving of distress signals."
Junior rubs his neck, as Mary takes a seat on the bed. "Yeah. Guess this thing really does pick up the emotions."
"Surprised your dad didn't demand for my beheading." Mary leans against the pillow and closes her eyes. "No offense, Porgie but he's not exactly the most straightforward guy to deal with."
Junior lays beside Mary. "No, I know that. Honestly, I was worried he'd demand us to never see each other. Keep the mirrors away from me for the rest of my life. I don't know if that would have been an option.
Mary snorts. "No offense, kid. I'd STILL see you. Georgie can't keep ALL the mirrors out of Fabletown."
"Why were you out like that?"
"I like staying in your room."
"I warned you about that."
"Well, I also didn't expect ol' Georgie Porgie to just walk in looking for a pen."
"How was that?"
"Awkward, kid." Mary kisses his nose. "VERY awkward...."
Junior chuckles. "Yeah...I bet."
She turns and begins stroking Junior's face. "I missed you..."
Junior was startled by this. "You...missed me?"
"Yeah...." At that moment, Mary didn't care who heard. "I...missed you, Porgie." She sat upon Junior, leaned down and kissed his lips. "I fuckin' missed you." Her eyes slowly changed. "Fuck, look at what you've done to me...."
Junior returned the kiss, as he traced his hands along her body. You don't have to hid from me, Mary. I don't care..."
Mary sighs. "Some things are best left alone though, Porgie."
"Like what?"
Mary continued kissing him. "Sssh, Porgie. You're talking too much again."
"Will you tell me one day? I'd like to know YOUR version and not what the mundies have portrayed you as."
She fell silent, as her grasp became tense around his neck. "Just promise me, you'll never turn your back on me and no matter what, you'll love me."
"Mary-"
"Just promise me this, Porgie. For the remainder of our years on this world, promise me you'll never leave me...that I'll always be beside you, even when this world turns gray and we're left in the shadows with no one beside us. Promise me."
Her words felt unsettling, as Junior held her. "You know I promise you this, Mary. But why-"
"Good." Mary leans against his chest and not another word is spoken. As the world outside slowly turns in and falls asleep to the world's lullaby, Junior glances at the mirror and wonders. He'd find the courage one day and ask; ask about the prison she called 'home' and the true meaning behind it all.
But right now, he was content with the best thing he never knew he needed.
Chapter 16 soon
The next few chapters will be about the past. It will explain A LOT of questions some of you may have. If you have any questions or concerns, leave them below.
Great to be back in town. My skin may not be pleased right now but had a blast. Jones is an insane person and God love you but you're staying home next time. XD This fool nearly had me crash into a tree because of a mother duck. 'AWWWW!' Mind you, that startled me as I'm driving. Yeah....talking about you, JJ! lol It was fun. Now, back to reality. 
My bad, dude! I'm sorry!
Thought you saw them! lol
Anyway I can't wait to see the rest of the chapters. Glad you are going back cause I'm curious when you mentioned this was not the 1st time Mary had a crisis after the kids. I have an idea on what it MIGHT be but to avoid spoilers, I'll keep it to myself. I'm surprised Georgie didn't lose his cool but then again, John DID do this to him and Lyla and he'd hate to do the same to his son.
#BloodyPorgieLove these two and can't wait for more!!!
Well congrats on the job. I understand. Take your time. I too have been pretty busy and it keeps you sane for the most part.
Hopefully everything is great on your side of the world. 
Yeah, things are going better than they have over the summer. At least I've got more of a schedule to follow now, so it helps some. Trying to get my bedroom reorganized, and it's a pain in the butt. Played the sims 4 about twice since I've gotten it, and so far, I really like it for the most part. There's a few little things that annoy me, but it's not bad. Can't wait for some expansions to liven it up a little more!
Well, I'm glad to hear its getting better for you. Ever need anything or need to talk, feel free to PM me or anyone here.
I got the Sims 4 not too long ago and I agree-so far, its been a real pleasure to play about 97% of the game I'm pleased with. The characters I created are a hoot! lol I'm looking forward to the expansions myself. The Supernatural ones are always fun to play. 
Oh my god.
The whole beginning half when Junior entered the room and his whole family was there and the mirror was behind his dad and Georgie yelling at first but then calming down and then the awkward part about sex and then the part where he realized he didn't want to be like John and the whole situation was just like him and Lyla omg I think I just exploded.
And then it was so sweet, Junior and Mary seeing eachother again after the whole thing. I loved it!
And I'm glad you and JJ had fun! That's cool that you guys know each other outside of the computer screen! Sorry your back got burned though. That sucks.
You're awesome yourself! Stay awesome for us, you hear? Congrats on the job like pudding said, hehe.
Welcome back! It's good that you survived the road trip home.
You love me though, Georgie!
Congrats on the job, dude!
Another fine chapter! Interesting to see the history between Toad and Hadgar, as well as the in inclusion of other The Wind in the Willows characters - I happen to have used that as a starting point for my character. Anyway, here's hoping Toad has the Force with him!
Well done on getting the job! What it is? Though it's perfectly fine if you'd rather not say. Still, I hope everything else is going okay for you, like with your Dad, and I look forward to your next instalment, whenever it will be.
That confrontation with everyone there, kind of awkward, but at least Georgie understands. Intrigued what the past will reveal!
Yeah, crashing because of a mother duck would have been embarrassing :L
Hey all, I've created a poll to see if you guys still would want me to create the Fable Storyteller Awards for the upcoming months.
You can vote your input here: http://strawpoll.me/2522360
I'll also have it in my original post above under the F.S.A. listings, please give feedback guys!
Well, here is MY input of the future of the storyteller awards. I'd love them to continue but with everyone busy now with work, school, personal life, its getting difficult to contribute to the thread. I'd hate for you to go through the trouble and only one or two people ACTUALLY write this month.
Perhaps later in the remainder of the year, we will see more activity.
Hopefully, we will get a DLC soon and it will help give ideas or something for more ideas.
I agree with what Pie's said, if there are so few people doing it then it might not be worth all the effort you put in, especially if you're busy with college and the like yourself. I do really like the awards and think they're a good idea, though.
Good point, I should take a break for a while. I'll give it a couple months or so and I'll see what happens. The poll will still remain open nevertheless!
Yep, I agree with you two. I should give it a couple months or so like I said above and I'll see what happens in the long-run. Thanks for the feedback so far, guys!