******Arcadia's P.O.V.******
Oh god my head, what happened? Rolling onto my back I notice three things, one, my hair feels like it's been tied up, two, I'm barefoot, and three, I'm not wearing pants. Fearing the worst my eyes shoot open to something unexpected. My outfit, it's different, I'm now in a dress, a dress of all things. It's a pretty dress, a golden colored corseted one with daffodil yellow embroidery going up the side of it, but it's just not my style.
Looking up, I do a double take, where the hell am I?! This is not the prop closet! Where's the giant piles of junk? Where's that damn book? Where are George and Poppy?! They were with me when I blacked out, where are they now?!
I try to run my hands through my hair, but it's in a braid, I reach for the end of it, but I don't find it, I just find more hair. Confused, I keep pulling. I keep on finding more and more hair, this isn't possible! Bewildered, I look down at the growing pile of braided hair in my lap.
"Qué Demonios?!" Are the first words out of my mouth since I woke up.
******Poppy's P.O.V.******
My ears are flooded with people talking
"It's her!" One cries.
"No it's not, she left us!" Says another, her voice bitter
"But she could be back!" Retorts the first.
"We all know that's just being optimistic Lily, she's probably that rabbit's replacement for her." Chimes a new voice, this one belonging to a man.
"Why must you always be such pessimists, especially you Snap Dragon! We all know what's happening with the Hatter's replacement." Says, well I suppose Lily now, who was the Hatter?
"Well someone has too show you the harsh reality of things! If not Snap Dragon and I the-" Starts the second voice, but she's cut off.'
"Hush Lavender, she's waking up!" Comes the excited voice of Lily.
By she I guess they meant me, because the second my eyes open up, I'm bombarded with, flowers?!?!?!
"Hello dear, do you remember me?" Comes the voice of Lily.
"Of course she doesn't, because it's not her!" Shouts Lavender.
"Well she couldn't have possibly forgotten me, I mean, who forgets me?" Comes a new voice, arrogant and cocky.
"Oh shut it Honeysucker." Comes a snide comment from Snap Dragon.
"Hey! It is Honeysuckle! Not Honeysucker, you fertilizer thief!" Cries the arrogant male now known as Honeysuckle.
Taking a closer look I notice something impossible, "Ahh! How're you talking?! Why're you so big?!" At the bickering flowers, not people, flowers.
They all turn to me, shocked, before one dips down sadly. Another turns their head up, Lily and Lavender probably, given the types of plants they are.
That's when Honeysuckle lets out an offended gasp before turning to Lavender and exclaiming, "The nerve of her, to ask questions as offensive as that as if she's not the odd one out. We're flowers in a flower garden, we're supposed to be here," He turns to me, "You aren't." He spits out the last part with so much poison I'd of thought he was a Foxglove if not for his appearance.
The only one left, Snap Dragon my guess, places a hand, leaf-thing, on the back of Honeysuckle's stem in mock sympathy, "What can you expect? She only a replacement for the real thing."
At the last word I freeze, confused. Who am I replacing?
******George's P.O.V.******
Sitting up and opening my eyes I instantly feel suspicious, because for one, my body is completely spread out, that's not possible with all the clutter in the Prop closet. Secondly, I don't hear any breathing near me, meaning that Arcadia and Poppy aren't near me, which makes no sense because reasons. Third of all, the moment I opened my eyes I thought I was high.
Looking at the, literal fairies! I immediately regret it, because the moment they realize I'm staring, one of them zooms up to my face, she's dressed in a green long sleeved dress going down to her calves with an open back, her hair is up in a tight bun, and boy does she look pissed! She starts yelling, or what I think is yelling, it comes out as violent ringing. She's making several gestures with her hands, several of which I need to make sure Poppy never sees. She's slowing down a bit, when she suddenly stops altogether, getting uncomfortably close to my left eye.
"You aren't Peter." Wait what?
Turning back to the green clad fairy, I realize that she's the one who spoke, her face is one of concern, as well as sadness and anger, although the last two don't look like they're directed towards me.
"Uh, who-, who's Peter?" I hesitantly ask, slipping into my stutter, trying not to set off the firecracker of a fairy.
She looks at me incredulously before flying off in a 'Follow-Me' motion. Not wanting to get left behind I jog behind her, struggling to keep up with the feisty fairy.
She flits towards a huge tree, dripping with something like gold, it's gorgeous.
The fairy stops in front of it, bowing her head in respect, before zipping behind it. I follow behind her awkwardly, giving the tree my own little bow, after all, all trees deserve respect, and I can't help but gasp at the sight before me...
(What the hell?!)
/Can you figure out how Tink knew that George wasn't Peter? Leave a comment if you can/
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The 3 Travelers: The Fairy Tale
FantasyThree stories, two magic spells, and one play production. What do these three things have in common? Well three high schoolers of course! Find out how this story unfolds by reading this tale yourself.
