Hi! This fanfiction is inspired by UltimateWarriorFan4Ever, so thank you so much! It's a Splondie (Sparrow x Blondie) fanfiction, so enjoy!
Blondie Lockes woke up with the morning sun. She yawned happily and smiled brightly. "Today is going to be just right!" she exclaimed. She looked to the other side of her dorm to see her roommate, Cupid, still sleeping.
She sighed and went to go wake her up. Today was not a day to waste! Blondie had a great feeling about today; she could just feel it.
"Cupid...Cupid!" she shouted. Her roommate arose, with wild pink curls flying all over. "Blondie…" she groaned, "I love you and all, but just because you got a good night's rest, doesn't mean I did. I was up all night...tutoring Hopper. He kept on turning into a frog, and so the tutoring session lasted for hours."
Blondie giggled. "I'm sorry Cupid, but today's also a school day,which means,no sleeping in!"
Cupid sighed and sat up. "Are you okay, Blondie? Even though today's Friday, we get the first 4 hours of school off. The schedule is delayed and…" she yawned, falling back asleep.
So much for a good day. She was hoping to get a few interviews during class about a new rumor.
Apparently, Headmaster Grimm was having a secret relationship with the headmistress from Monster High, Cupid's old school! She wanted to interview Cupid, to see what she knew. Now that she was back asleep. Blondie decided to go find some other people to interview.
There are two kinds of people in the world. Intelligent and mature people and idiots. If you asked the student body at Ever After High, most students would put Sparrow Hood into the idiot category.
The son of Robin Hood was currently walking out of the boys' restroom with 4 rolls of toilet paper in places toilet paper should not be kept. One in his jeans, one kept under his fedora, a roll swung around his neck, and one wrapped around his left arm. His friends Tucker and John* came out looking nearly identical to him, except that Sparrow had been splashed with toilet water.
"I told you we shouldn't have looked in here, Sparrow!" Tuck said. Sparrow glared at him. "My poor baby's lost in there, somewhere! We've looked everywhere!" he whined.
"Everywhere…?" Tuck murmured.
"We looked in Sparrow's dorm. It took a good two hours to search his closet, Tuck." John laughed.
The three boys were up early, looking for Sparrow's guitar he misplaced. No one but the staff was up. At least, that was what they thought.
Blondie walked out of her room and towards the castleria. Maybe she could interview the lunch ladies for today's lunch before the announcements did. It was going to be a slow turned the corner, only to see The Merry mn bickering like five-year olds.
She overheard a bit of their conversation.
"Let's go look in the bathroom again." the voice of Sparrow suggested.
"Nuh, uh, dude. I went in there once and I reek of toilet water and little surprises the freshmen leave in there when the toilets back up." Tuck disagreed. Blondie cringed and wrinkled her nose. How gross!
Blondie decided to walk up to them and ask them what they were doing. Maybe this could be breaking news.
"Hi, Sparrow‒" Blondie started.
"Blondie, quick, check for my guitar!" he shouted, and before she could protest, she was thrown into the boys' restroom.
Eww…
Blondie began to shake. This was totally not right. She quickly spun around and tried to escape, but Sparrow held the handle, and would not let her go.
"Please, Blondie!" Sparrow begged. Blondie stifled a laugh. Sparrow Hood was begging her for something? She took a deep breath, held her nose and began to search.
Outside, the boys were patiently waiting. Sparrow tapped his foot impatiently, aching to hold his baby in his hands. Tuck scoffed.
"Why the hex did you send Blondie in there? I bet on my father's bald head that she's probably in there, doing her dumb show."
"it's not dumb." Sparrow said.
John and Tuck looked at him.
"It's pretty interesting.." he muttered, blushing. Sparrow's friends began to sing about Sparrow and Blondie being in love while Sparrow was trying to whack them with wet toilet paper rolls.
Blondie rolled her eyes. "Do those boys ever stop arguing?" she huffed. Sparrow owed her big time for this. She kicked open a stall and looked around. It smelled horrible, so totally unlike the girls' restroom, which smelled of honey and flowers…
After checking all of the stalls, Blondie checked the sink areas, and looked around till her yes lied on one thing: the trash can.
"Oh, godmother. I'm not sure this is right. Not right at all…" But she took a deep breath, and began the search.
Sparrow was getting very impatient with the porridge-obsessed blonde, and was about to walk in there and drag her out himself. He knocked in there. "Blondie, hurry up! I don't have all morning!"
Blondie yelled back, "Do you want me to find your stupid guitar or not?" Sparrow gasped. "stop calling my baby names!" Tucker and John began to roll on the floor, laughing.
Blondie, after 7 minutes of torture in the garbage can finally retrieved the guitar. She held it up in victory, but caught a whiff of herself and cringed.
She set the guitar on table and used the washcloths to rid herself or the filth. She reached in her pocket and pulled out her honey and porridge scented perfume. She sprayed some one and smiled. She twirled in the mirror. "Just right!" she exclaimed.
"Blondie, stop giggling and find my guitar!" Sparrow complained. Blondie rolled her eyes and swung the door open.
She held the guitar up high, even thought it was dirty. "I got it." she said. "Ooh, gimme, gimme!" Sparrow begged, pleading with his eyes. Blondie kept it out of his reach, even though Sparrow was a good 6 inches taller than her.
You have to promise me something" she said. Sparrow nodded. "Let me do a MirrorCast show about this." she said. Sparrow eagerly nodded. Blondie tossed the guitar to him, and he caught it and began to cradle it. Even though it was covered in grime and Grimm knows what else.
Sparrow swung his guitar over his shoulder and approached Blondie. He reached in, and pulled her into a hug. Blondie began to blush, surprised. Sparrow held her a bit closer and put his face into her blonde curls, inhaling her scent.
"Sparrow…? Blinde asked. "Are you smelling me?" she murmured. Sparrow stepped back, looking nervous. "You...just smell good, that's all." He reached in for another hug, which she allowed.
he buried his face once more in her hair and said, "Thank you." Blondie finally understood how important this guitar was to him. She smiled and squeezed him,.
"This isn't so bad...it's not perfect, but it feels...nice."
Sparrow smiled as they let go.
"Ahem." a voice interrupted. The two turned to see Tuck and John glared at them. "Get a room." John said. the two shook their heads and walked off.
Sparrow sawe Blondie in a whole new light, not just as a blonde gossiper, and Blondie saw Sparrow as guy who was passionate about what he could do best.
"Um, see you in class?" Blondie asked. Sparrow nodded and they went their separate ways.
*John- Son of Little John (I don't know if that if that is his real name)
Well, I hoped you enjoyed. Ya know, I kinda liked writing Splondie fics. Review, please, and follow UltimateWarriorFan4Ever. Peace!
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