By Chance (WARNING: CONTAINS EXTREME LEVELS OF G/T FLUFF)

Movie Time!

Lemme explain something you need to know that got deleted because MESSAGES hAtE mE. Marble got separated by her family during a flash flood while playing with her sis by the river. She's trying to get home, hence her just being in the forest randomly and her fear of rain. Auggie is also scared of thunderstorms because his mom died during one. Frack, the story was really well explained but it's GONE and I'm really sad but the show must go on. Anyways, enjoy!

Augustus gasped, getting an idea while the two were up to their usual (fluffy) shenanigans. "We could get tiny dresses and throw a fashion show!" He began to giggle.

"Yes! I love it! But since when did you have tiny dresses? Are you secretly a world famous fashion designer hiding out in the woods?" She questioned, quirking a brow at him.

He laughed. "No, but we could get some. Where do you get your clothes, anyway?" He giggled.

His question caused her playful expression to fade and be replaced by a much more uncomfortable one. "Well, I, uh...never really had the money to get clothes. So I just got 'em from whoever wasn't...paying attention, if you catch what I mean," she confessed, a guilty look on her face.

At her confession, Augustus looked confused. "You just... stripped people down in the streets?" He asked, starting to giggle. "How?" He tilted his head to the side in question, fighting back an amused smile.

The girl face palmed, blushing and holding back a laugh of her own at the idea. "No, silly! I took it from the stores, I don't strip people!" A few giggles slipped into the sentence, despite her being quite ashamed of that fact. Somehow, Auggie had even managed to lighten THAT up, something that was bothering her for years. He was purely magical. "No, I had to...borrow stuff from the stores when they weren't looking. Nothing too much, usually stuff they didn't want anymore, but I still feel bad," she explained, still blushing into her hands. "I promised I'd pay 'em back! That is, if I can ever find the stores again...."

Augustus could tell that poor Marble was ashamed of this, so he stopping teasing. "Well, you have to do what you have to do," he muttered with a shrug of his shoulders. "I'm sure you really didn't affect much by taking a few pairs of clothes." He giggled, gently running a finger across her messy hair.

"Yeah, but what if they could've sold it? What if the needed the money? Like really really needed the money? What if one of their kids asked 'Hey mom can I get that ice cream?" and the mom had to say no because I stole some of their money and now that kid has to go on without that ice cream for the rest of their life and when they grow up starts a feud with their parents for not giving them a good childhood with ice cream in it and they stay mad forever all because of meeeeee being a pathetic thief?" Marble paused, realizing that she'd slowly curled up into a ball and that she was probably being dramatic. "Was that too much? My point is that pretty much everyone I've come across is already in a bad state and I made it worse. And I suck. That is all," she finished with eyes that looked similar to a sad kitten's.

Augustus listened to his friend's long rant, a sad frown crossing his pale face. When she curled into a ball, resembling a sad kitten, he cupped Marble against his chest affectionately and stroked her hair with the tip of his forefinger. "Nooo, you didn't cause anything like that, silly," he muttered, offering a weak smile. "It's okay."

"But..." Marble paused, melting into his touch and sighing to herself. The young traveler had the tendency to get caught up in the adventures and excitement of everything else around whilst her problems trailed not too far behind, only for them to come back and whack her on the head later. This time, she decided to push it away for a while. She wasn't going to bring him down with her, what kind of friend did that? She nuzzled Augustus fondly, impossibly grateful for his kindness. "I guess so. I mean, if we can't find real dresses we could make some," she suggested, attempting to bring the cheer back to her tone.