I don't own any of the Disney movies that are going to be mentioned in this story. I hope you enjoy! :)
A weeping noise was softly heard during the night. No one could hear him or see him. He should have been asleep by now but after when had happened to his father, all he could do was cry. He was just a child after all. He needed protection from someone. He grabbed his old father's cold, limp hand and squeezed it with all his strength. He shut his eyes as fresh tears spilled down his cheeks.
He was the best father any real boy could ask for he thought. He didn't know what had happened to good old Gepetto. He was fine in the morning until he took his final breath at nine thirty this evening.
A black and white kitten meowed as he rubbed himself against the young boy's leg. The female gold fish, Cleo, bowed her head at the loss of her beloved owner.
The boy broke away and looked at a little well-dressed cricket that was standing by him. "What should I do Jiminy?" he desperately asked the little cricket.
"Gee," the cricket, named Jiminy, said. He wanted to help the poor boy but he didn't have the power to bring his father back. "I-I- don't know," Jiminy answered, "I wish I did Pinoke."
The boy, named Pinocchio, closed his eyes as another tear ran down his face. He felt alone. He was too young to even try and survive on his own.
"Meow," the kitten mewled. Suddenly, those meows turned into little hisses.
"What's wrong Figaro?" Pinocchio asked as he looked down at the kitten.
"Pinoke look," Jiminy said as he pointed at the open window.
Pinocchio looked up and saw a luminous light. The light got brighter and brighter as it approached towards the open window. Once the bright light was in the room, the light took the form of an elegant woman's body. The woman's features suddenly appeared as the light dimmed. She had blond hair, wore a blue dress, had elegant wings behind her back, and a wand in her other hand. The woman slowly turned her head and looked at the bed where Gepetto lay. She sadly turned her eyes to Pinocchio.
Pinocchio immediately recognized her. She was the Blue Fairy who had bought him to life when he was a puppet and then turned him into a real boy. Pinocchio ran right to her and grabbed her hand. "Can you help me?" he begged, "and my father."
The Blue Fairy gave him a sympathetic look. "I am afraid I cannot do that Pinocchio," she said. "It was your father's natural time to leave the Earth and enter the heavens where he belongs."
"But he belongs with me," Pinocchio cried, "why would he leave me?"
"He didn't want to leave you dear," the Blue Fairy said in a soothing voice as she softly ran her soft hand through his black hair, "his body failed him." She felt awful having to explain Gepetto's death to such an innocent child.
Pinocchio looked at her through his tear stained eyes. He sniffled and asked, "what should I do?"
"I am going to give you a small quest," the Blue Fairy said, "you are to find the right mother for you. She does live around the village."
"How does she look like?" Jiminy asked as he hopped onto Pinocchio's shoulder and looked at the Blue Fairy. He tried his best not to blush at her beauty.
"Her hair is black as ebony, her skin is as white as snow, and her lips are as red as blood," the fairy explained the girl to them. Jiminy took the liberty in muttering the clues that the fairy had just told them.
"But where am I supposed to find her?" Pinocchio asked.
The Blue Fairy gave him a warm smile. "She is always doing some errands down at the market place," she replied. "You are more than likely to find her there." Pinocchio nodded at her. He looked back at the peaceful Gepetto. He ran a small hand through his eyes as he wiped some other tears that were threatening to escape his eyes. "Don't worry Pinocchio," the fairy assured him. "Even when horrible things happen to such a good boy, things will eventually get better. I am sure that everything is going to turn out well for you," she added with another warm smile.
She elegantly walked over to Gepetto's bedside. "I have never met such a man with a big and white heart as his," she whispered just by looking at him. She softly laid the palm of her hand on Gepetto's shoulder. When she did that, Gepetto and the fairy began to gradually fade away. "Good bye Pinocchio," the fairy said, "and remember, good things will come." With those last words, the Fairy and Gepetto disappeared.
Pinocchio looked at the empty bed and then at the cricket perched on his shoulder. "Jiminy," he began, "is really what she said true?"
"Of course," Jiminy told him, "she is the Blue Fairy." He jumped from Pinocchio's shoulder and landed on the bed. "Come on Pinoke. We need to get some sleep since we have a long day tomorrow."
Pinocchio nodded. He climbed onto his father's bed. Once his head hit the pillow, he slowly drifted off into a deep sleep. Figaro the kitten leaped on the bed and snuggled right beside his only owner.