I'm lost

Stitch | Alien | Turned human

[forgottenandlostbarrel]

Ben nodded keeping his gaze low. “Right, okay, but there could have been?”

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

Nodding back Stitch frowned, something he was good at. “Course there could have been, anythings possible in this place. You okay?”

[forgottenandlostbarrel]

Ben got up to his feet to move closer to the person. “So there was a storm and you saw things too? Pumpkins and skeletons?”

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

Blinking a bit Stitch tilted his head and made a little rolling movement with his shoulders. “I saw a storm, don’t really recall skeletons and pumpkins. Though I suppose I could have just been busy freezing to death.”

[littlemissanya]

“Do you think these ice storm themed cupcakes are in poor taste?”

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

“I’ll take em if no one else will.”

[forgottenandlostbarrel]

It was warm again with no sign that it was ever frozen. Ben awoke to the sun shining down through the trees and with beads of sweat on his forehead. “Was any of it real?” He wondered aloud, worried he had indeed gone crazy and made the whole thing up.

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

“Pretty sure it was in fact real.” Stitch murmured, having been walking past. He eyed the person and looked up at the sky. “Does seem like it wouldn’t be though, freak storm like that. Freezing everything and suddenly its like it never happened? Crazy.”

[thedarkestfae]

“That really depends on how incompetent you are,” she shrugged, lifting it up and drawing it behind her, ready to swing. “You probably are. But unless you can come up with one in the next… three and a half seconds, we’re doing it my way.”

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

“Have you got an axe laying around anywhere? Actually I hope not because that sounds dangerous. Maybe a hammer? I’m sure you needed one when you boarded this thing up.”

[thedarkestfae]

She turned her head when she heard the voice, squinting through the darkness. “No, no it’s not,” she huffed, forcing herself to her feet and moving for a chair. If he couldn’t use her magic, she’d just have to use brute force. “Oh and thank you, by the way, for dripping all over the floor. Just what I needed.”

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

“Do you need some help with that?” He asked carefully, eyeing her up as she went for a chair. “I’m sure there’s a better way of getting that fireplace opened.”

[thedarkestfae]

Before Maleficent had got her hands on the building, The Black Dragon had been a regular town house with an abundance of rooms and, most importantly, a fire place. She’d knocked most of the walls out, save those she wanted to use as storage, and boarded up the fireplace. But it had been in there… somewhere.

Since the heating had gone out, the cold was slowly making its way in and, while the alcohol in her system was keeping her warm for the moment, she could only stave it off for so long. She moved around the outside walls - her eyes slightly more accustomed to the darkness now - knocking on them until she heard a hollow echoing. She knelt down beside the wooden panel and pressed her hands against it. With just enough force, her magic could probably stave it in and if not, she could always use her powers to burn it.

She sat there for quite a while, concentrating and concentrating on either they fire or the force. There wasn’t even a quiver in the wood beneath her fingers. “Why isn’t this working!?” She snapped, thumping the wood.

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

Stitch was trying to find shelter from the raging cold, sheets of freezing rain was pouring down in buckets and it seemed like the world itself was ending. But that didn’t stop him from trying to find a place to hole up. So when he pushed open the first door that hadn’t been locked he peered inside cautiously. 

“Hello??” He called out, shutting the door behind him. He shrugged off his jacket, snapping it against the air to get the water off of it before tugging it back on. 

“Is anyone in here?” He called out once more before he heard someone yelling. He followed the sound of the noise till he found the source. “Is everything okay?” He asked quietly.

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

The world was ending. At least that’s what it seemed like. Buckets of rain were pouring from the sky, freezing like nothing Stitch had ever encountered before. Sheets of ice covered the ground, making it almost impossible to walk on without falling on your ass. 

He’d found shelter beneath an awning, his leather jacket doing little to protect him from the bone chilling cold. In fact he was pretty sure ice sickles were beginning to form on his body. 

[castor-tyndaridae]

“Oh, sorry.  Do you have coffee?  That’s all I’m looking for.”

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

“You’re in luck, we do. How do you take it?”

[castor-tyndaridae]

“Sorry, I was thinking…I didn’t hear what you said.”  

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

“I was just asking if you had what you were wanting in mind but you obviously haven’t so I’ll wait.”

[blind-garrett]

“It’s 3am. Why aren’t you asleep?”

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

“Because I’ve lost all control of my life.”

[afflictedannie]

“I-It’s not really a p-problem here and now.  I-It was when I w-was growing up th-that it was a-a problem.  B-But thank you f-for the offer.”

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

“You’re welcome, so tell me about yourself.”

[afflictedannie]

“N-No, I r-r-really think I-I would be t-terrible,” she insisted.  “N-No.  Just o-one that c-couldn’t be hidden i-in a small t-town.”

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

“You should be able to keep your secret here, so long as everyone keeps out of your business. If anyone tries finding it out just send them my way.” He joked.

[afflictedannie]

“I-I don’t think I’d b-be a very g-good teacher,” she admitted, bowing her head slightly.  “Sm-Small towns m-make keeping secrets i-impossible.”

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

“You never know, you could be the best teacher I ever had.” He mused, tilting his head. “You have a lot of secrets you wanted keeping?”

[afflictedannie]

“W-Well maybe o-one will come u-up.  I-It would be sm-smart to know h-how,” she pointed out.  “I-I-I just don’t l-like the lack o-of anonymity in a-a small town.  I d-don’t like how e-everyone knows everyth-thing about everyone e-else.”

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

“Yeah, maybe. You wanna teach me then?” He asked jokingly, playing with his lip ring. “I can understand that.”

[afflictedannie]

“Have you e-ever considered l-l-learning?” she asked, cocking her head to the side slightly.  “I-I came from a t-town like that.  E-Everyone knew each o-other…  I w-wasn’t as fond of i-it like you a-are of yours.”

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

“Haven’t had a reason too.” He murmured, shaking his head. At the mention of Annie coming from a town similar to the island he shrugged. “Its not for everybody. I had a lot of adventures back home.” 

[afflictedannie]

“You d-don’t like w-w-water?” she inquired.  “W-What kind of p-perks?”

[cutebutnotsofluffy-blog]

“I’m not a big swimmer.” He admitted, shrugging his shoulder. “Uh, ya know. Lots of little shops and stuff. A lot of people knew one another.”