Wishes from a Writer
(WRITER'S NOTE: Don't own and etc etc etc. This is my first Princess Tutu fanfic and I hope everyone enjoys, next chapter will be up soon so review, it'll help me know what to do with the story!)
Fakir awoke with a sudden jerk and ran to his desk. It had worked once again. He shuffled through the papers on his desk re-reading them to make sure it was word for word. It in fact was. Everything down to the tiniest detail even this part when he awoke to read the story he had written the previous night. He smiled slightly to himself and reached across his desk for a folder and gently placed the newest story inside.
He had been practicing for two years now. Any dream he wrote down, he would have that same night. It had to be perfected by now, it had to be possible.
He had finished high school and had applied to a college outside of town, something he would have never been able to do two years ago being a character in Drosselmeyer's story. It was the summer before he was about to leave and he had a plan before he left the town.
Fakir looked at the time and grabbed another notebook and headed out of his room and said his good byes to Charon before stepping out. He practically dashed to the lake with excitement. He pulled out the notebook and his pen and started writing with the little ink he had in his quill. While writing he did not notice he was already coming into the clearing. He then heard a desperate alertive quack. He looked up and saw he was heading into the lake. He slammed his feet down to stop the momentum he had gained because of his running. He stopped with his legs in the water of the lake up to his ankles. He took a deep breathe and looked down and saw her. He saw her there just wading in the water. He knew she had waited for him as she had always done for the past two years.
He threw his writing supplies onto the grass nearby and bent down and clutched her up and hugged her against his chest. His face almost portrayed the pain he felt but mainly it showed desperation and determination.
Ahiru quacked in confusion at first but then when she was against his chest, she couldn't help but quack in relief that nothing was wrong. Fakir then brought Ahiru, the duck, close to his face with a look that worried her a bit. He stared at her harshly as though he was examining her looking for her to say something. This was different then any other visit she had come to expect from him. Usually she would wade in the water and he would smile as he jotted something down in that notebook of his. He would tell her how his days had gone at school and would read the story of Prince Mytho and Princess Rue to her. She quacked and tilted her head which made Fakir smile and pat her on top of her head. He quickly went back to his serious look and thought to himself,
'I've been practicing for two years Ahiru. I can write out what dreams I have and now with my power at the best that it can be, I'm going to do it! You're going to be a human girl again!'
-Next Chapter coming soon!-