Post by zuyuri on May 5, 2013 1:18:10 GMT -5
The persistent chirping of a bird near the Brazilian’s ear made him wake up with a start. For once, he was having a pleasant dream where he was back in Rio. On the shore stood someone he had wanted to take down there. The first thing to come out from her mouth was a high pitched warbling noise. With a thunk, Raimundo was on the ground, blinking blearily and staring up at the tarp of his tent. A bluebird was perched on the mattress where he had fallen, the blanket still tangled around one foot. The dream walker’s interrupter landed on his chest, where it dropped a rolled up paper. And as quickly as it had came, it flew off.
Raimundo rubbed sleep from his eyes, taking the rolled up parchment, He yawned. It was too early for him. He was a crack of noon guy, not a crack of birdsong guy. Unfurling the paper, he read the loopy, elegant handwriting;
“Rise and shine, Rai!
I figured my bluebird friend and this letter would get you up. You promised to meet me outside of the main tent, remember? I’ll be waiting! I’d be a little more formal, but because this isn’t a royal affair, it’s time I acted more casual. A princess has to have her off days, or weekends, or whatever it is you humans call them
- Aurora”
Rai shook his head, laughing to himself. So typical of Aurora to write lengthy sentences and apologize for them. She was so cute that way. He ran a hand through his brown hair, not bothering to really comb it. After a quick change, he found himself practically dashing to the main tent. It didn’t take long to find her.
Aurora was standing near a wisteria tree, the purple-pink petals falling past her blonde curls. She was plucking the strings of a harp idly. As always, a small group of songbirds were nearby, chirping. But, as Raimundo expected, the birds were chirping in a sort of melody…well, except for the jay who thought he had a solo and was singing off tune.
“Oh, um,” Aurora stopped playing. On cue, the birds all shut up. She held a hand out to the jay where it landed perfectly. To Rai’s ears, she was whistling the same kind of sounds of a jay. But to her ears she said. “I’m sorry, but you’re off by a teensy tiny hair. Remember this is a group effort.” The jay chirped its confirmation. Just as Aurora was about to chirp the introduction, he noticed the person she was waiting for out of the corner of her eye.
“Oh! Good morning, Rai,” she beamed, turning to face him. “I see my bluebird got you up.”
“Don’t remind me, Princess,” Rai fought back a yawn. It ended up looking like a fumbled stutter. Aurora giggled as he blinked back the sleep. “So, here I am. A little late, I know. What’s going on?”
Aurora just smiled. Mischief winked in her violet eyes. Saying nothing, she hiked up her skirt and took about fifteen steps away. She looked back, her smiled widening. “Oh, I…have a little surprise for you.” She disappeared behind the main flap. Her birds, who were obviously in on the secret, were right behind her. Raimundo caught up to her where she was sitting in one of the stands. “Remember that one night when I couldn’t sleep?”
“And I stayed with you until morning?” Rai sat next to her. His cheeks flamed upon remembering how when he woke up, he was holding her hand. The birds all started chirping at once, fluttering in multi-colored flaps and different pitches of chirps. He was sure they were thanking him…or were they scolding him?
Aurora nodded. “Well…Mother witnessed it. Now this doesn’t mean my engagement is postponed…” she looked down. Her birds shared her sadness by descending. Raimundo found himself trying hard not to kick something, sufficing with clenching a fist. Just the thought of her betrothal got him mad. Aurora’s next sentence was something like, “buhshewanstoelp.”
“What?” Rai arched an eyebrow at her, noticing that she was blushing and her eyes were sparkling.
“But she wants to help you,” Aurora spoke clearer. “She told me that you were true in staying by my side, and she wants to help you control your dream walking.” The thought of her best friend meeting her mother made Aurora feel nervous and excited at the same time. “And…I’ll be with her.” Her cheeks burned at that prospect.
Rai just gaped at her. Aurora’s mother approved of his relationship with her? She wanted to help him…with Aurora by his side? He wouldn’t be considered an outcast. He took a quick breath before sweeping the half faerie into an embrace. A breeze blew out as he swung her around, her curls flying in the wind he created. “Aurora…that’s…the best news I’ve ever gotten.” He smiled down as he still held her. “I…kind of owe your mom an apology, anyways, you know for calling her psycho,” he chuckled sheepishly.
Raimundo rubbed sleep from his eyes, taking the rolled up parchment, He yawned. It was too early for him. He was a crack of noon guy, not a crack of birdsong guy. Unfurling the paper, he read the loopy, elegant handwriting;
“Rise and shine, Rai!
I figured my bluebird friend and this letter would get you up. You promised to meet me outside of the main tent, remember? I’ll be waiting! I’d be a little more formal, but because this isn’t a royal affair, it’s time I acted more casual. A princess has to have her off days, or weekends, or whatever it is you humans call them
- Aurora”
Rai shook his head, laughing to himself. So typical of Aurora to write lengthy sentences and apologize for them. She was so cute that way. He ran a hand through his brown hair, not bothering to really comb it. After a quick change, he found himself practically dashing to the main tent. It didn’t take long to find her.
Aurora was standing near a wisteria tree, the purple-pink petals falling past her blonde curls. She was plucking the strings of a harp idly. As always, a small group of songbirds were nearby, chirping. But, as Raimundo expected, the birds were chirping in a sort of melody…well, except for the jay who thought he had a solo and was singing off tune.
“Oh, um,” Aurora stopped playing. On cue, the birds all shut up. She held a hand out to the jay where it landed perfectly. To Rai’s ears, she was whistling the same kind of sounds of a jay. But to her ears she said. “I’m sorry, but you’re off by a teensy tiny hair. Remember this is a group effort.” The jay chirped its confirmation. Just as Aurora was about to chirp the introduction, he noticed the person she was waiting for out of the corner of her eye.
“Oh! Good morning, Rai,” she beamed, turning to face him. “I see my bluebird got you up.”
“Don’t remind me, Princess,” Rai fought back a yawn. It ended up looking like a fumbled stutter. Aurora giggled as he blinked back the sleep. “So, here I am. A little late, I know. What’s going on?”
Aurora just smiled. Mischief winked in her violet eyes. Saying nothing, she hiked up her skirt and took about fifteen steps away. She looked back, her smiled widening. “Oh, I…have a little surprise for you.” She disappeared behind the main flap. Her birds, who were obviously in on the secret, were right behind her. Raimundo caught up to her where she was sitting in one of the stands. “Remember that one night when I couldn’t sleep?”
“And I stayed with you until morning?” Rai sat next to her. His cheeks flamed upon remembering how when he woke up, he was holding her hand. The birds all started chirping at once, fluttering in multi-colored flaps and different pitches of chirps. He was sure they were thanking him…or were they scolding him?
Aurora nodded. “Well…Mother witnessed it. Now this doesn’t mean my engagement is postponed…” she looked down. Her birds shared her sadness by descending. Raimundo found himself trying hard not to kick something, sufficing with clenching a fist. Just the thought of her betrothal got him mad. Aurora’s next sentence was something like, “buhshewanstoelp.”
“What?” Rai arched an eyebrow at her, noticing that she was blushing and her eyes were sparkling.
“But she wants to help you,” Aurora spoke clearer. “She told me that you were true in staying by my side, and she wants to help you control your dream walking.” The thought of her best friend meeting her mother made Aurora feel nervous and excited at the same time. “And…I’ll be with her.” Her cheeks burned at that prospect.
Rai just gaped at her. Aurora’s mother approved of his relationship with her? She wanted to help him…with Aurora by his side? He wouldn’t be considered an outcast. He took a quick breath before sweeping the half faerie into an embrace. A breeze blew out as he swung her around, her curls flying in the wind he created. “Aurora…that’s…the best news I’ve ever gotten.” He smiled down as he still held her. “I…kind of owe your mom an apology, anyways, you know for calling her psycho,” he chuckled sheepishly.