MEANIE:
it was easy to find holes in her story and when he saw the opportunity to call her out for it, he took it. it would be a shame not to especially to see the look of frustration on her face when she realized he didn’t believe her. “ ah dinnae know ‘ow ye didnae sink na knowin’ which side is which, lass. “ he squints at the visual she conjures up and appears unimpressed. “ na matter ‘ow much visual aid ye provide, ah still dinnae believe ye. “ this was so amusing! watching this small woman get so worked up over a silly story. “ aye ah know aboot magic, but it can only do so much. do ye know ‘ow tae dae a rolling hitch? a bowline on a bight? is this roseridge now at th’ bottom o’ th’ ocean? is that why ye dinnae hae it anymore? “
she pouts, pointedly, in demonstration of how much he has upset her with his teasing and pointing out her lies. stories didn’t have to be truthful nor accurate ! the pixies loved her stories whenever she returned now, and those children whom she volunteered with loved them just as much. “ i’ll have you know, the roseridge was a ship in the hollow. not that you’ll ever be allowed in ! you’re mean, we don’t let mean people into our home. “ she snaps, arms crossing over her chest in childish protest. “ you would be too big to fit on it anyway. with magic and enough imagination, there is nothing you cannot do. i do not need to know your words for the ship when my own communication as the captain worked just fine to sail it ! “


















