The origin story of Haven Sharp and her adventures.
Haven and her family move to Herkleton, Maryland to start a new chapter in their lives, but she feels uneasy about the challenges she might face. Will she overcome her worries?
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Note #1: Based on season 3 episode 24, 'Breaking the Ice'.
I've been stubborn for months. I literally refused to rewatch the episode because I didn't want to go through the emotional pain watching this again 😭😭
So if you're reading this, that means I finally rewatched it. Woooo. I changed and added a couple of moments, and of course, added Haven.
Wildy is pronounced like "will-dee"
Haven's POV
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(Note #1.5: Haven's winter outfit. Drawn and designed by me.)
"There it is, the deserted playhouse island."
"Nice."
Craig and I stop at an abandoned playhouse surrounded by frozen waters wearing our slippers. It's a shame Kelsey and J.P. aren't here this time, but it's even cooler because it's just me and Craig on an adventure together.
Even though we hang out pretty much all the time, we don't really spend a lot of time alone at the Creek. I can't explain it, but this time feels more special, and I bet it'll definitely go down in history, too!
'Two best friends go on the most epic, winter adventure of their lives. What will they do? What will they discover? Will their friendship be put to the test? Continue to find out!'
Yep, that's something I would definitely read. Craig rolls up his map and places it in his bag.
"So, what's the plan?" I ask.
"We're gonna take it nice and easy now," Craig starts to step on his ice with his dinosaur slippers while I follow after him with my unicorn slippers.
Animal slippers are cool, okay?
We step on the ice. So far so good. We were gonna continue walking until we hear large footsteps behind it.
"What was that?" I worriedly ask. We turn around at the same time.
"Nevermind, nevermind!" He starts running.
"Wha-? Wait for me!"
We jump onto the snow.
"Safe!" I pump my arms up in the air.
He sits up and looks back while I make a snow angel.
"Huh, nothing." He speaks up. He looks back at the playhouse.
"At least we're closer now," I say, continuing to make my snow angel.
"Yeah, you're right. Come on," I hear his footsteps walking up the hill. I stay behind. "Uh, are you coming?"
"Can we just like, stay here for the day? This is some good snow right here. Perfect for making snowmen, snow angels, snowballs."
"We can already do that at the Stump and everywhere else in the Creek."
