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Sunflowers and Turtles || Stellie

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It has been a couple of weeks now. 

A couple of very long and almost eternity feeling, dreadfully slow weeks if Ellie could add, that she has been stuck in the hospital. It had all started with the pneumonia, which was still a strong culprit for why she was stuck here, but then ended with her cancer.

Her blood cell count was down, all of them. The pneumonia had wiped out a good chunk of her white blood cells and because of her cancer.... she wasn’t making enough right now to bounce back up, which meant she was stuck until further notice. 

She hated it here. It wasn’t the staff, or the nurses and doctors, no they have all been wonderful but... she felt trapped. Trapped to wires, machines, hooks and lines, hospital food, and visiting hours. No one should live like this, no one should have to live like this, but Ellie also knew that this was for the best. She still looked very sickly, awfully pale, worn out and fragile with an oxygen line wrapped around her features and an IV line pumping her up with fluids and medicine. 

This was all the redhead was thinking about as she laid on her hospital bed staring up at the ceiling. She heard a knock then and was glad she turned her head to see who it was because it was Stan!

“More flowers?! And they’re sunflowers too?!?!! Aww, I love sunflowers!!! How did you know?!?”

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Christmas Turtle || Stellie

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This would be the first year that Ellie wasn’t spending Christmas with her parents. She wasn’t even in communication with them. They hardly knew where her daughter currently was and as much as the ginger missed them dearly, she knew it was better if they didn’t know. 

That didn’t mean that she didn’t want her parents around during this time of year. 

You were suppose to spend Christmas with the people you loved and Ellie had ran away from them. It felt.... horrible. Luckily, the ginger had a boyfriend who always thought about her, and made her smile and feel like she didn’t have an impending death sentence hanging over her head. 

Said death sentence felt no where in sight now either as Ellie was outside with Stan in the middle of working on their snow turtle all of her animated energy intact. 

“So.” Ellie spoke with a bright smile on her features. “Is this going to be Michelangelo, or Raphael?”

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When You Meet The Dad || Stellie

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Ellie was abdomen pain free, which she was absolutely delighted about! Of course, her medication regiment kinda doubled... who’s wouldn’t after having their spleen removed? She was at a higher risk for infections now, not that she wasn’t before... but double so now. 

Anywhos.

She was feeling great! She had her regularly scheduled blood transfusion in the morning, so that only made things better! She didn’t look like Casper’s sister, nor was fatigue hitting her, and she hadn’t bumped into anything as of late so no bruises either! All good! Her purse (a.k.a medication bag) was all packed and ready to go, and she even had a full water bottle included inside of it. She was all set!

Her problem at hand though was catching Donatello. She had allowed him to enjoy crawling a bit, but now she needed him to scoot on in her little carry-on tank she had gotten for him. They were suppose to head over to Stan’s and see Scute too, but Donatello seemed to have had other plans in mind. 

You’d be surprise how quick a small yellow-bellied slider could move!

Eventually, Ellie had won the battle and had found herself ringing the door bell to the flat both Stan and Paul shared all while shaking her head at her cute adorable turtle who was currently clawing at the wall of the tank. 

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Around for a Visit || Stellie

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Ellie had a sprawl of things scattered around her living room floor. To others, it would have looked like she was sitting in a mess, to her she was in the middle of absolute order. She had taking to journaling, which was the prime reason she had appeared to Swynlake in the first place.

Her journal was wide open, scrambled notes scribbled within it's lines. She had books that detailed the history of Swynlake, others that spoke about the creatures that lived within the forest and the lake, tons other that spoke about the magic found in this town. She was studying the culture here and this was what she had always wanted to do, but with every new place she visited.

Swynlake had simply been her first stop.

The ginger could hear Donatello scurrying about the floor. He had gotten a little bigger since the day Stan got him for her and now his talons were pressing over the skin of her legs. "Aww, you want some attention don't you? You little hogger. You're worse than Stan."

And right on cue, Ellie heard her door bell ring. She sprung up from her cross-legged position on the floor opening up the door slightly to see her boy-friend with that smile that always managed to brighten her day. Something she needed as her stomach was still acting up on her...

"I can't open the door all the way. Donatello is running about, so you gotta come in quick!"  

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It's a Little Complicated || Stellie

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Ellie had chosen to run off to Swynlake as her first destination of choice for a specific reason, the whispered tales of magic it held, which was something that wasn’t truly seen often in the states. And she had caught her first glimpse of it not too long ago when hell hounds (if that’s what they were?) decided to run rampant in the streets of the town.

Of course, at first they scared her. I mean, who wouldn’t have been frightened? They were huge, disappearing and reappearing in clouds of smoke, their drool leaving sparks of ember in their wake. Admittedly, however, they had also fascinated her. 

The hell hounds brought to realization the different kind of magical creatures she had never known existed! This was a whole new world for her, and they were animals, just like every other animal she loved! To say the least, Ellie had been excited coupled with the fact of being offered a volunteer position, thanks to a friend she made in the hospital, that help out magical creatures, she was thrilled. 

That, however wasn’t what had her at the border of excitement and apprehension at the current moment. See, it was date day and she was currently heading over to Stan’s place where she was asked to meet. The ginger was excited, she was, she always loved to see Stan and she was even happier at the fact that she was herself. There was no weighing fatigue in sight, no exhaustive depletion, or a long lingering cold, no abdominal pain (she made a mental note to get that checked soon) and her skin color was hers, not Casper’s. 

The last time she saw Stan her fatigue was around and she appeared a bit sickly, not now. The thing was that she felt herself getting more and more attached to Stan and in a way she had long told herself she couldn’t because it wasn’t fair and it wouldn’t be fair to him. That was where the slight apprehension was creeping in, but that didn’t apparently stop her from arriving and knocking on the door even still.

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Scute the Cute || Stellie

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Ellie could feel the beams of sunshine slipping through the slits of her curtain in her room. Ugh, she wanted the sun away. It was already pretty late in the afternoon late enough in the day where no decent human should still be sleeping.

But Ellie was. 

She was so tired and it wasn’t so much because she had slept in late, in reality she hadn’t, but her fatigue had hit her pretty hard this morning. Everything felt far too hard to do. Her body felt as if it was being weighed down by tons of bricks, even breathing felt like a horrendous task. The worse part of it was that no amount of rest could relieve this type of fatigue. The redhead could rest for the entire day and it would make no difference she would still feel exhaustively drained.

Too weak to walk, too tired to eat, far too exhausted to lift up her eyes. She was going to have to make the effort to do so somehow though. 

See, she had agreed to showing up at Stan’s place to meet the infamous Scute. Even against the fatigue Ellie could feel the run of butterflies fluttering amuck in her stomach when she thought of him, but that was also accompanied with a deep pang of guilt. 

She didn’t regret one single moment of what had occurred during New Years Eve night, and if she was honest with herself she’d repeat it all over again exactly how it had happened. That didn’t mean that she had been thinking. If she hadn’t allowed herself to be run over by her impulsivity, she would have remembered the reason she strayed away from any form of relationship kind period.

Her cancer. No one deserved being around someone who could flop dead at any moment, especially not someone like Stan, not him.

But, Ellie couldn’t help but caving into his text messages that were so adorable in his own little way so that was why she found herself mustering every iota of energy in her to get ready. Once that was accomplished, she made her way to her destination and in moments, still tired but doing an excellent job at pushing through it, she had made it to his door ringing the door bell.