Laferry Tales

"Fairytales are supposed to have happy endings!" Perry cried in despair. "They aren't supposed to end with more chaos!"

"Says who?" Lafontaine asked. The pair had just gotten through comparing Silas to something out of a fairytale (what with the magic and myths). The only difference between Silas and a fairytale, however, was exactly what Perry had said: one ended in happiness and the other in chaos.

"People who write fairytales!" Perry responded, still distressed from seeing Silas fall all around her. Lafontaine watched Perry continue to suffer this meltdown for a little while longer, then they allowed their pity to take control and they reached out.

"Ok, Perr, that's enough for now," they said gently, touching Perry's arm and leading her to the nearby couch. "You've been ranting on about fairytales for the past hour and although I can't disagree with some of the points you've made, I think you need to calm down."

"Calm down? Calm down?! CALM DOWN!?" Perry shrieked and Lafontaine inwardly chastised themself for saying anything. "In case you haven't realized, the Voice of Silas students are all dead, I've been attacked in my sleep twice, and we've got a vampire/anti-vampire war going on right outside our door with the campus currently fractured into three parts with each of them out for blood. Our blood! How can you expect me to be calm?!" then Perry was off ranting again and Lafontaine could only rub their temples.

But at last, Perry did finally calm down.

"Sorry I lost my temper," she muttered embarrassedly.

"It's ok," Lafontaine responded, rubbing their aching head. "You're just stressed out about all of it. But I am too."

"Well, you certainly don't show it," Perry pouted enviously.

"Nonsense, I just show it in a different way," Lafontaine argued. "I don't start ranting, I just kind of hole up," they paused. "Though it's hard to tell since we've been kind of holed up for this whole semester," they amended.

"Really," Perry snorted darkly.

"But don't fret, Perr. We'll sort all of this out. We always do," Lafontaine murmured, pulling Perry in closer. Perry sighed, feeling some of the tension leave her the moment Lafontaine pulled her in. Lafontaine always did this to her. Nobody else could calm Perry quite like they could.

"I know," she whispered. "I know we will. I'm just tired of being so scared and stressed all the time. I mean, they said that Silas would be like a school of fairytales come to life, but I can't think of any fairytales this insane!" she added.

"I understand," Lafontaine said. Perry had a point. This year had been unnaturally stressful, even for Silas. Like Perry had said, although Silas was a school of myth and mystery, this was a level of myth and mystery unlike anything Silas had seen before. Then Lafontaine thought of something.

"Maybe you're right," they began. "Maybe these fairytales have gotten a little crazy. "But what if we wrote our own stories?"

"What are you saying?" Perry asked nervously, sensing that Lafontaine was getting an idea.

"I mean, what if we ditch these stupid fairytales for something else?" Lafontaine pressed. "Something more Silas?"

"Like what?" Perry was still confused.

"Like, we wrote our own stories together to help us cope with all of this!" Lafontaine cried. "We can call them 'Laferry Tales'."

"Laferry Tales?" Perry gave the first laugh she'd had in a long time simply because of how silly the idea was. "Please tell me you only came up with this idea to make the punny name!"