The sound of laughter filled the air as Jordan Sparklez walked right into a hole, was drenched with slime, and promptly launched ten feet into the air before falling on a trampoline at Ianite's feet.
"What in the name of Ianite-"
She burst into a renewed round of laughter, and was forced to lean heavily on a branch or risk falling into the hole herself as she was so disoriented.
"You-you-you-" she managed to gasp out.
"I never thought you to be the type for pranks M'Lady," he said in a mild but exasperated manner.
"I-I didn't-I didn't think you would fall for it!" she exclaimed as her chuckles eased and her breathing returned to its normal state.
He smiled at her.
"I suppose I should've seen it coming," he replied sheepishly.
His expression grew serious. She furrowed her brow in confusion at the sudden change in atmosphere. It almost seemed as though a heavy, dark cloud had settled over them. He opened his mouth and then closed it. He seemed rather hesitant and she sat down in the grass next to him.
"Is there something wrong?" Ianite asked him softly.
Jordan shot her a glance of surprise.
"Funnily enough, I was going to ask you that question," he responded. "My Lady...what-what happened last night?"
She tensed as the dream came rushing back to her. Before she could answer, a small melodic voice spoke, and the dream fled from her mind once again.
"Mama? Mommy misses Spewiols. Why does Mommy miss him? Where is Mommy? Why is Spewiols hewe?"
Silence pressed onto the group as two members stared at Ianita in shock.
"Ianita? Who-who is mommy?"
"She's Mommy," was the reply.
"Can you tell me about her?" Ianite asked.
"Mommy is like Mama, but she's Mommy," Ianita answered in a wide-eyed look.
Ianite heard Jordan sigh slightly. She could sympathize with him. It was as though they were extracting answers from a small child...then she shook her head as she realized that was exactly what they were doing. She won't have the words to explain it, she remembered.
"Perhaps we should ask her more specific questions," she murmured to Jordan in an undertone.
"Where did you see 'Mommy'?"
"In my sleep," she replied promptly. "Mommy comes and talks to me sometimes. I don't think she knows I'm weal."
It's adorable, Ianite thought absentmindedly, how she pronounces her 'r's like 'w's. Then she frowned.
"What do you mean she's doesn't know you're real? Is she real?"
Ianita nodded vigorously.
"Mommy is weal, but she thinks she imgined me. Like a dweam. Do you know why Mommy thinks that?"
"She thinks she imagined you?" Jordan queried. "How do you know that?"
"She tells me sometimes that she wishes I existed. I don't think she's allowed to know that I'm weal actually. She wants Spewiols to come back so maybe I can be..."
Ianite's eyes widened as she realized what her daughter meant.
"Sparklez..." she said quietly. "I think...I think that her 'Mommy' is your Ianite."
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Ianite - Cursed Blessing
Aventura"My Lady, don't you remember me?" he asked. "My Spark? Is it really you?" She saw his face soften and a sad smile flit across his face for a brief instant before the joyous look returned. "I may not be this 'Spark' you speak of," he said softly, "Bu...
