Intuwisdom: In the Rain

Those Rainy Days

Okay, quick thing before we start. Intuwisdom. I came up with this ship awhile ago, and I searched the Internet, hoping to find fanart, fanfics, and other stuff. None. Nada. (Insert another synonym for nothing) And I was disappointed. So, way back, I was reading this awesome fanfic called Mianite: Shippings and One Shots by Its_Lee. Go check them out. And, anyways, they said they hit writers block and asked for prompts. I suggested Intuwisdom. They made a fic. Go check it out, it's called Craving Love. But yeah. That's it.

Wisdom P.O.V.

Late at night/early in the morning I was reading in my spectre dimension. I looked over at the hall that connected Intuition's little box­like spectre dimension and mine and sighed. He must be off somewhere helping Waglington or something. I turned back to my book, but before I even finished a single page a voice cried out to me, "Wisdom! Help! I did a thing, and well, my reactor killed me and um, the ID card failed, and I put an anti­personnel card in..." I looked up from my book as I was called for by one of the idiot players. Currently, Sparklez had messed up, and needed help. He was incredibly intelligent, but common sense: zero. Stupid force fields. I called out to him, "Don't worry, I'll come by in a sec." I finished my page and snapped my fingers appearing by the reactor, and promptly dying. Well done, Sparklez. You built a machine that kills op's. I sighed, and turned back to the seemingly impossible task before me.

I wiped my hands on my pants and waved over to Sparklez to indicate I was done. Wait... I'm invisible. I sighed. I called out to Sparkly pants, and said, "Sparkly Quiff, I finished fixing it!" Sparklez flew over and landed on the ground next to the machine and yelled out, "Thanks Wisdom, I don't know what I would do without you." He looked around, as if expecting to see me or something. Oh well, another unappreciated job done. I decided since it was nice out, I should go into Dagrun. I flew down the hill from the Fortress of Fury and across the bridge into the town. I was almost to the church by then, and couldn't help but think of how well things were going, before I heard someone scream my name with a very British accent. "WISDOM!!!" (Insert voice crack at the end) I sighed. I guess Tom finally discovered the forcefield Sparklez put around his home.

I finally shut Tom up by giving him some mushroom things that allowed him to walk in through the forcefield. I know we're not supposed to give the players God items, but... he wouldn't stop complaining. Salty idiot. Before I left his house, Tom yelled vaguely in my direction, "Thanks a bunch, Wisdom. If it weren't for you I would be so f***** up right now." I sighed Well, that's better than most times. Sometimes they don't even say thank you.

I stepped out of Tom's house and almost immediately I was soaked. It was pouring. Just my luck. Home was at least thirty chunks away. I sighed and started the long way back.

When I got back to my tiny spectre dimension, I took a shower and changed into my pajamas. I got ready for bed and walked into my living room­ bedroom combo. I went to sit down on my bed, but as I went to lie down, a huge bolt of lightning came down and struck the yard outside. Thunder echoed soon after. I went to draw the curtains, but a loud whimper came from under my fluffy comforter. I sighed. I pulled back the large blanket and asked, "Intuition, why are you here?" He looked around, and sat up from his fetal position, and his face flushed. He looked up at me and mumbled, "I got scared." I face palmed and asked, "So why are you in my bed? What about your's? And why didn't you tell me? I've been home for about forty minutes. I could have made you cookies." He looked up and I saw tears in his eyes. He must be really afraid of thunder. "Intuition, it's just a storm. Don't worry. We're immortal, too. Why are you afraid? And can you get out of my bed? I kind of want to sleep." He looked at me with his bright blue eyes filled with fear. "I don't like loud noises or flashes." So Intuition, the inner therapist and helper of the residents of Mianite, and the only reason I wasn't mental from loneliness, was afraid of storms. I sighed and sat down next to him on my bed and pulled the covers over my legs. He looked up at me and asked, "So you're not kicking me out?" I sighed, but smiled. "No Intuition. I won't kick you out. I don't get what it's like to be scared, but I won't make you be alone if you don't want to." He sighed in relief. "I thought that because you're Wisdom. I thought you wouldn't understand fear. You're all supposed to be logic, and outrule fear with reason! How is it possible, that you care enough to not want me to be afraid?" he said, very incredulously. Wow. That hurt. I mean, I tended not to emit any emotion at all, but I always found a logical reason not to. I mean why be afraid of the dark when you had been in the room millions of times before? I think humans are more afraid of the unknown and what could come out of the dark unexpectedly than the dark itself. Huh. So that's what Intuition was talking about. I really do reason out any emotions that could get in my way. I sighed. I pulled the comforter over Intuition and sat back. Another crack of lighting flashed across the sky followed by a distant drum roll of thunder. Intuition curled up in a ball next to me and I saw tears roll down his already wet face. I wrapped my arm around him and he snuggled into me. I smiled, and looked at his perfect features. The way his light brown hair was slightly curly at the ends, the small spray of freckles across his nose, the small details of him that only I could see.

After awhile his eyelids began to droop, and he started to fall asleep as the storm died down. I looked down at him and felt something I had never felt before. It was like a warm glow growing inside my chest. And even though I had never felt anything like it before, I knew what it was. Love. I smiled to myself. So I was capable of some emotion after all. I leaned over Intuition's head and pecked his forehead. I whispered to him, as the rain pattered in the background, "I love you Intuition." He stirred, and looked up at me with his dreamy blue eyes. "I love you to, Wisdom."