Here's Fawn's doodles and notes.
With a little help from Al, of course.
Fawn's POV
The pencil in my hand tapped against the paper as I tried to think of some ideas.
Maybe I could stick a live wire into my bath water...that would either kill me, or it would zap me home.
Or...I could...
My brows crinkled in frustration as I stared at the blank sheet of paper. I closed my eyes and sighed heavily, leaning my head back against the couch behind me.
"I am never getting home..." I mumbled, my voice sounding defeated.
Alastor is currently in his office. Who would've thought three days of missed work would have him so busy.
He told me he's cleaning up his reports and weeding out the unimportant things, offering me to come in there and sit with him.
Politely, I declined...for obvious reasons.
I can barely go anywhere near that room...
My eyes opened back up and I looked back down at the notebook in my lap. Alastor had tossed this to me when I said I needed to brainstorm some ideas, and then he left me alone out here...
Now the problem is actually brainstorming some ideas.
Mindlessly I started doodling on the page. I started off with a tv, scribbling some static lines into the screen before I wrote a little message above it angrily.
Then I moved on and drew a radio, or at least...I tried to draw a radio. Alastor currently has it back in his office with him, so I didn't have a reference.
Speaking of...
I began doodling Alastor, starting with the shape of his head. Then I scribbled down some hair, and he has a lot of fluffy hair so...yea, that'll do.
Next I drew his triangle body shape, with his tiny ass waist and broad shoulders. To finish it off some stick legs and some stick arms.
Then a little knife for a classy touch.
Giggling, I drew his face with a big smile and then moved on to me. I made mine smaller since I'm shorter than him, and gave myself a more curved body shape to accentuate my sexiness.
Then I gave my person a little skirt because I felt like it.
I drew my eyes and smile and hair, giving myself a couple eyelashes.
After I got the people drawn, I wrote Alastor's name by his, and then 'Me' by mine. Then I made sure to insult him a little bit and write a positive message under mine to assert dominance.
I was giggling quietly as I finished up my gorgeous doodles, then my soul nearly left my body at the sound of a voice above me.
"What are you giggling about?" He asked me curiously, and I quickly tried to hide the paper. The weight of the back rest shifted as he leaned forward on his hands.
I tilted my head back, looking up at him staring down at me with a tilted eyebrow and curious smirk.
"Show me," he demanded, and I pursed my lips. After a moment of tense eye contact, I couldn't stand his stare anymore and I broke with a sigh.
Pulling the notebook back out, I opened it and showed him the drawings. He was silent as he looked over them, then he reached forward and plucked it from my hands.
I was nervous for a second that I upset him, but a moment later he handed it back to me and I looked up at him. He had a calm smile on his face and when I looked back to the paper I saw he made some additions.
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Time Warp (Alastor x OC)
Fiksi PenggemarFor Fawn, life was normal. As a 21 year old college student living on her own, she's doing pretty decent with the cards she's been dealt. Who knew that one dusty old box from 1925 could rattle her world and take her back in time to experience first...