TS eras one shots

Rain ~ Folkmore~

I know nobody is reading this at all, but here is a Folkmore 🩶🤎

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Folklore was laying on her bed by the window, watching the raindrops fall on the wet window. Evermore, Folklore's twin, ran in, all wet and sweating.

Folklore: Ever?

Evermore looked at her twin, gripping the doorknob tightly.

Folklore: Ever, are you okay?

Evermore parted her lips, taking her big coat off and flopping her purse on the floor.

Evermore: I'm fine

Folklore didn't believe her, as it was usual for Evermore to say she was okay but she wasn't okay at all.

Folklore: Why don't you shower now?

 Evermore: That's a good idea, Lorie

Evermore slowly walked towards the bathroom, the cardigan lover worried about her. Folklore looked at the rain again, zoning out while Evermore took a well deserved shower.

Evermore: Folk, earth to Folklorreee 

Folklore looked at her sister again. 

Folklore: Hey, Eve

Evermore sat on the bed, her legs shaking. 

Evermore: I hate my life

Folklore moved next to Evermore. 

Folklore: What's wrong?

 Evermore took a deep breath. 

Evermore: Just life

Folklore put her hand on top of Evermore's hands.

Folklore: Let me guess, the yeehaws?

Evermore had been babysitting the yeehaws earlier that day while Taylor went out.

Evermore: They were being too much, and I still have a headache

Betty, Folklore's dog, jumped up on Evermore's lap.

Folklore: Want some headache medicine?

Evermore: That would be nice

Folklore went to the bathroom, looking for Evermore's headache medicine.

Folklore: Where is it?

Evermore: Top left!

Evermore called out, petting Betty with one hand.

Folklore: Your memory is insane

Evermore chuckled, taking the pills and drinking some water. They sat in silence for a few minutes, the only sound being the faint noise and the rain.

Evermore: I want a pet of my own

Folklore: I think a cat would be nice

Folklore tapped her nails on the cover of Evermore's spellbook.

Evermore: There are way too many cats

Folklore sighed.

Folklore: Then what do you want, a freaking unicorn? 

Evermore secretly did want a unicorn.

Evermore: I'll stick with a cat, but a unicorn is my second option

Folklore: YOU DO WANT A UNICORN! 

Folklore pointed at Evermore.

Evermore: TS did once dress in a unicorn costume for Halloween, so maybe I'll get her to be my serv- unicorn

Folklore laughed, this being one of the rare moments where her twin was actually happy. 

Folklore: Don't you make TS a servant

Evermore: Feetless deserves it too

They leaned against the wall, Folklore hugging her.

Folklore: She hates everyone, it would humble her Evermore: Swifty's fine, Fearful is another being 

Folklore: And Speak Now is the "love expert" Evermore leaned into her.

Evermore: Lover isn't

Folklore: Lover is obsessed-

The lights turned off, making Evermore jump into her twin's arms.

Folklore: IT'S OKAY, THE POWER IS OFF

Folklore knew Evermore was scared of a lot of things, including the power randomly turning oft.

Evermore: TURN A LIGHT ON, LORIE

Evermore squealed like a little girl while Folklore turned on a candle.

Folklore: Are we casting spells?

Evermore: Nope

Folklore: Fine then

Folklore hugged Evermore. Evermore hugged back, happy.

Evermore: I love you, sis

Folklore: Love you too, now let's buy that unicorn? 

Evermore: A cat, Lorie, a cat!

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I hope I wrote this well enough, but I like it

Long Live Lovelies 🫶🏼