Fairytale Fate: The Legend Begins

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"Dreams are like songs. Their task is not to offer an exact image of the world but a suggestion of it." - Bernard Cornwell
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The weekend came sooner than the twins could realize. Each day their classes flew by, but their thoughts focused on anything besides their schoolwork.

They continued to ride the dreaded bus, sacrificing personal space to avoid their grandmother and friend. Friday afternoon was bitter, just below freezing. The twins elected to catch a ride with Eli, recently licensed, to evade the cold.

Carolyn ran to the silver Chevy truck, Aura not far behind. She shivered in her seat after slamming the door shut, rubbing her hands together to warm them up.

Eli chuckled as the twins shivered in the black leather seats. "It's not that bad."

Carolyn glared at him, trying her best to look intimidating through her frozen features.

As they drove, warm air blew through the vents, allowing the twins a momentary lapse in shivering before they were forced to run from the truck to their house.

The second they were enveloped in the comfort of their home, they hung up their coats and looked at each other.

"I need to go back," Carolyn spat out, unprovoked.

Aura nodded, her expression serious and focused. "I was thinking the same thing."

Without another word, they ran up the stairs, images of Sherwood Forest flashing through their minds as they dashed towards the attic. Within minutes they had pulled more medieval dresses from the old wooden chest and had laced them up to fit their figures, this time making sure to switch both of their shoes as well.

Carolyn pulled up half of her hair, leaving a couple of pieces down to frame her face. She twiddled with her golden locks that she had formed into loose curls that morning, staring deeply into the mirror. Her mind wandered as she smoothed out the wrinkles in her dress, eager to jump through the mirror and back into Fabula.

Aura searched through boxes behind her, catching her attention. Her questioning look didn't go unnoticed, and Aura looked at her sister in the mirror's reflection.

"I'm trying to find that purple liquid that Bailey—" Aura began to explain, her voice stumbling over their friend's name. She sighed before speaking up again, "that she forgot last time."

Carolyn spun around, deserting her reflection. "Do you think we should tell her?"

Just as the words left her mouth, the doorbell rang from downstairs. Carolyn looked down at her dress that was less than suitable to welcome guests in, a groan escaping her lips.

"I'll be right back, just keep looking." Carolyn ran out of the attic, throwing on a robe she retrieved from her bathroom as she descended the second set of steps towards the front door, but her disguise failed to cover the entire lengthy dress.

She grumbled to herself at the sight of Bailey through the peephole. Carolyn slowly cracked open the door, trying to hide behind it.

"Hey!" Bailey said, but suspicion quickly took over her face. "What's going on?"

"What're you doing here Bailey?" Carolyn asked flatly.

Bailey eyed the blonde curiously. "I figured that maybe you two would want to go back."

Carolyn's wide, shocked eyes were confirmation enough for Bailey, who pushed open the door and inspected Carolyn's attire.

Slamming the door behind her, Bailey entered the house in a huff. "I bloody knew it! You two were seriously going to go back to Fabula on your own?"