Butterflies

>𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 1<

Eleonora skipped through the forest, her hand grip to the tall, black man's. Eleonora looked up at the man's pale, smiling face. They stopped beside a sparkly ocean blue pond, with fairy's above of them holding little bags of fairy dust and sprinkling it on both of their heads. "Why did we stop here...?" Eleonora felt his hand grip harder on hers. "To feel the love and affection of our beautiful land we see here." The man spoke, he seemed serious and hard in emotion. Suddenly, he spun Eleonora with his finger and stopped her at the sight of the trail they just walked to get to this justice. "You can go home now darling." He said, smiling down at her. She walked back. "Er..alright then." Eleonora said, uneasily set by his wide smile. She walked back down the path, scavenging through her bag for a pair of scissors. As she found them, she held them in her hand as she arrived to the tiny cabin. She opened the cabin, but before entering she decided as usual routine to look around at the beautiful light shining before her eyes. She picked a flower and put it behind her ear, and walked on top of the pleasant carpeting back to the bathroom. She sat in the tall chair by the bathroom mirror, and lifted up her scissors at the length of her hair, and started to trim it. As this was a routine for her fast-growing hair, she did it perfectly in the time of about 2 minutes. She hopped out of the chair putting the scissors back into her bag, to see the man sitting in the chair watching TV. She ran to the door putting her bag on her shoulders. "I'll see you today dad, I'm gonna head out for a few minutes just to go pick some flowers." she said cheerfully. "Ok hun, but you wont see me when you get back." The man said, seriously.  And it was obvious. Eleonora was confused on what he meant, and why. But she went out anyway, giving a smiling wave to him as she shut the door. When she got out, she ran back to the pond on the fourth trail, the one they followed last time. She arrived, and sat down on a large mushroom, grabbing out a salmon pink book called "Fairy Rings" which was a book who told her so about many dangers in the forest she is in, mostly about fairy rings and the large dangers of them. She plucked a few flowers on her reading, putting them into her pocket, that baby blue flower still remained her ear.  Once she got to the 100th page of her book, she got up and remained with over 20 flowers in her pocket. As she was walking back, she had that sore empty feeling, as if no one was around. Even though she was so close to her house. Or so...that's what 'dad' could've meant. She walked into her house to see that dad was gone, but his clothes layed on the floor. She walked to his room to check if he was there, but he was not. This is the only places he is usually, watching TV or in his room sleeping or reading a book. But this time, all that remained were his clothes. On the couch, where he sat. She ran back outside and yelled for him, "Dad!?" But no response. She quickly put on her baby blue and baby pink flower crown and ran out to look for him. This time, she went on the south path. Which her dad always said not to go. She then came across a tiny human like house, and she knocked on the door with her finger. "H-Hello? Have you seen a man? ..Tall..pale, and in all black clothing? With..hard sense of emotion?" she said, worryful. A young tiny butterfly swooshed out and climbed ontop of her finger, sitting on it criss cross. "Hello." the young fairy express seriously, her only remaining a leaf around for her bra, and some leaves together for underwear, and some short knit brown socks. "Uhm yes..hello. Have you seen any of my description...?" Eleonora said, putting her finger closer. The butterfly girl stood up on her finger, her wings fluttering slowly and unintentionally, "No not young girl. But I have saw another girl who looked about your age float by here, right by my house. You shall be looking for her?" the butterfly said, tightening the leaf as she considered a bra. "No..no, nothing like that." Eleonora whispered to her. "Well, my names Kiki. And you are..?" Philip exclaimed. "Eleonora." Eleonora said. The tiny butterfly suddenly looked down at her wrist, then walked down it, then sat down where her knitted sleeve sat on her arm. She took out a tiny pair of scissors. She sharpened them with her finger tip, and then lifted them up high. "Ah! What are you doing!?" Eleonora exclaimed, poking Kiki's stomach, but Kiki had caught herself. Suddenly, Kiki had fully stabbed the long tiny scissors through her wrist. Eleonora left out a piercing scream, but Kiki came prepared covering her ears. The "giant" hole in Eleonora's wrist bled like a river down her arm. Kiki started to cut 2 identical small-shaped sweater outlines through Eleonora's sleeve, and then she put them on her body together, using a incredibly tiny bottle of super glue and carefully gluing the two parts together on her body, though she left herself without any pants. "Comfy! You humans have nicer meterial then us." Kiki smiled with incredibly sharp teeth. "I-I thought you butterflies were all about happiness..my dad told me that. He is an expert throughout this forest...was he..wrong?" Eleonora said, a tear coming down her face because of the pain. "Yes! Happiness is what were all about. Blood, tears, and obsessed affection to one another!" Kiki said happily. putting the miniature blood covered scissors into her tiny bag. "W-Why did you stab me?" Eleonora looked down at the tiny but blood splattering hole in her wrist from the scissors. Kiki grabbed out a small bandage about the size of the hole, and slapped it on, suddenly all the blood running down her dissapeared into red dust, and the bandage immedientally gripped onto her skin. "Yes, the girl would be perfect for you." Kiki whispered to herself, and then continued on her sentence. "How old are you, may I ask?" Kiki ask, sitting her legs wide open on her pointer finger, her gripping onto the sides of your finger. "I'm 11." Eleonora said soft and quiet. "Oh my! I thought you must've been around 13. I guess I was wrong, the girl that walked past was about 13..either way, you two would be very cute besties. She went that way." Kiki pointed at the path on the left. "Oh, okay."