Second Adventure // Hundred Acre Wood

[lockandkeyblade.livejournal.com]

Oh bother. Seems as if you've lost your way.

You've been meandering as 'whatever-you-are's tend to do quite often, if only because 'whatever-you-ares' are very good at meandering.

But perhaps it might have been better to do what 'whatever-you-are's do best some other time, since you are actually searching for a very specific somebody! They most certainly will help you today, you think. Help you find some hunny, or track down those dastardly heffalumps and woozles. Perhaps to help tend your garden, or build your house which will just fall over anyway. It always does. And maybe in the future, you'll need them to fetch you from that tree when you'll be blown into by a blustery wind on a blustery day!

Either way, you'll hear the pitter patter of footsteps approach from behind, perhaps a stranger, or perhaps a very good friend.

And when you turn, this maybe-friend-or-perhaps-stranger greets you!

Sora offers a hand. "There you are!" And a warm smile. "You ready?"




[ooc: Oh dear- you've been turned into a stuffed animal/person/creature in the Hundred Acre wood. But have no fear, whatever flight of fancy strikes you, Sora's here to help and protect! Action tags or prose, you can know you're dreaming or remain oblivious, have Sora take you on a misadventure, or take Sora on one of yours! Have fun and be as creative as you want - after all, it's what 'whatever-you-are's are best at. ]

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[lockandkeyblade.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Ami. You sure you don't wanna share it with anybody else?

[And though his memories of her lie at the very edge of his consciousness and this dream, his heart remembers with startling clarity. Ami's always been a kind soul to him. She must have a lot of friends.]

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[Whether this outwardly gloomy form, or her normal form, there is no one she calls 'friend', not even the few people close to her. 'Friends' is something that just hadn't worked out for her.]

There's no one else.

[Besides, when she has someone, she starts to want to have them to herself.]

[lockandkeyblade.livejournal.com]

[He kicks through another puddle, but slows a little, eyes wandering upward in concern.]

Aw, c'mon everybody's got friends. I mean I'm happy to share the secret place with you, but isn't there anybody who makes you happy?

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[It makes the real part of herself realize it all over again: No. There are a few, very few, people she almost thinks could be there for her; but there are no bright smiles, there is no easy affection, no loyalty and support like they'd all give to Usagi. She's never had that. She doesn't know how.

This stuffed self says it differently.]

I just want to spend the afternoon with you.