𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓶𝔂 𝓼𝓾𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓮

~I'm Back~

"You can go back down, honestly it wasn't quite time for you to die yet. By the way kid, you just aren't gonna have your wings if that's alright. You'll still be able to change into whatever bird, and have your eyes." White wing says with a sigh. "Really?! I don't care about my wings. I want to see Alma." I say hurriedly as I start to tear up. 

I slowly open my eyes as I feel grass below me. I groan as stretch, my back hurting, but my wings gone. I Look over to the side and see no other than the children's home. I see a few of the young kids playing out back, but I hurry up on to my feet, wanting to get to Alma as quick as possible. I burst through the house, running up the stairs faster than I ever have. I quickly make it to Alma's room and try to open the door, but it's locked. If somebody didn't know what was happening and they saw this, they would think I was getting chased by a killer. I knock quickly. The door unlocks then opens, to groggy Alma. She has tear lines down her cheeks, eye bags under her eyes, a bit dirty clothes, her hair a mess. "What..?" Alma mutters as she stares at me, her pupils blown. 

I quickly hug her tighter than I ever have before, and close the door with my heel. "I'm hallucinating..quit hallucinating Alma.." Alma mutters throughout tears, both of our tears falling on each other's shoulders. "No you're not! You are not bluebird." I mumble as I rub her back. "Where's your wings, why are you here, you're dead." Alma says, asking many questions. "I'll explain it all later darling, all I care about is that I'm here with you right now. And forever." I say as I quickly drop us down on the bed and hold onto her even tighter, if even possible.

Later I explained it all, and I'm positive she didn't understand, but she was happy. "You should go talk to Olive and Emma..they took it hard. I'll find a way to explain it to the young kids." Alma says as she sniffles and I help her fix up her hair. "Alright, you look beautiful lovebird." I say as I lean down and kiss the top of her forehead. "You look more beautiful dove." Alma says as she looks up at me through her eyelashes. "Never, now go explain it to the little ones darling. I'm sure they're anxious to know who was banging on their headmistress door." I say with an eye roll. "Fine fine, your no fun." Alma says with a groan as she stands up and wipes her eyes.

I knock on Emma and Olives shared room. I hear a faint and depressed 'come in' and so I rush in. Emma looks up from her photo notebook and Olive looks up from the ball of fire in her hand. "What." Emma and Olive say at the same time before rushing to hug me, Olive's hand still warm. "I don't care if you're real or not." Emma mutters out through tears, both of them crying. "I am, and I have a lot of explaining to do." I say with a chuckle. "Obviously!" Olive says with a sigh. I ended up talking with Emma and Olive until I heard Alma yelling "lunch is ready!" Alma yells. She should be told me! I could've helped her cook.

I sigh and rush down, the kids all following quickly behind me. I know Alma hasn't cooked for them in days. "Lovebird..you should've told me I could've helped you cook." I say as I wrap my arms around her waist as I walk into the kitchen with her where she is gathering the stuff up. "I've got it handled! I just want you to rest, you've had many eventful things happening lately dove." Alma says as she grabs up one pot but almost drops it. I grab it with a chuckle. "Mhm, after this you're going to sleep until reset, I'll make dinner." I say with a smile. "Fine." Alma gives in, knowing I wouldn't give up. 

All the little kids were asking me questions but Hugh, Emma, olive, and Enoch helped me avoid them in a way. Turns out Alma basically told them I left on a mission and I returned back. But, regardless whatever the kids think happened, all I know is that I'm here..somehow, and happy. Very.