Hi, everyone. DimensionTraveler23 here. In this story, my old friend Liliana Dragonshard has returned to help co-write and rp a person from a past story. You remember Bellheart, do you? We are having her son, Baelfire to join alongside Violetclaw to the world of Aladdin. Please enjoy and review. Have fun, viewers!
(Violetclaw's P.O.V.)
I woke up in my room which is a varied version of Jasmine's room, the walls teal blue, and the floor Arabian stone, and the bathroom as well, has the same walls, through the sink is glass with golden sand inside it, the toilet porcelain, and the shower has a mural of the oasis which was from the first Aladdin movie, and has a waterfall feature as well.
I took to wear a dark blue tank top, showing off my tattoo of a Arabian bustard which is a bird, sky blue pants, and brown/gold sneakers. I wear triangle solid bronze earrings, and I braided my long purplish-black hair. I walked out, heading to the cafeteria, seeing my leader Sunrise. She looked surprised at something while she held her totem necklace.
"Greetings, Sunrise. What's wrong?". I asked curiously.
Sunrise looked at me, spoke softly, "I am concerned about Baelfire, Bellheart's son. It seems like he's having cabin fever, and unfortunately, he found out by accident of intruding into his mother's secret.".
"Oh, no. Sounds like we might have another newbie once again.". I commented lightly.
Sunrise nodded, "Indeed, and you must understand now that some netherworlds' time is fast, while others is slow, verily comparing to HQ time. Baelfire is 12, almost 13. HQ Time; we have passed over 8 years now. Over there in his world, 14 years has passed.".
I gaped, "Wow, that's quite surprising. Must Bellheart tell of HQ to Baelfire?".
A sigh, "I gave her the order. She may be a gypsy over there, but she is still one of my warriors. She will explain, and Baelfire will listen no matter if he's willing to.". Sunrise commented warily. I nodded. 'I wonder how the boy is reacting.'
(Third P.O.V.)
Baelfire stepped lightly among the rooftop shingles of Notre Dame, taking a seat along the ridge, peering out at the city. He still couldn't believe that his mother was from a place outside this world. What did it all mean? He wasn't sure, but he could feel a deep longing to maybe go and explore such a place, explore worlds beyond his own, like his mother had.
With a silent sigh, he slid back down the roof. Quickly scampering down the outside wall of Notre Dame, he headed for where Clopin lived. Quickly, he pushes aside the stone slab, peeks around for any onlookers, as per habit, and squeezes inside, pulling it back after him. From there, he makes his way along the path and into the Court of Miracles. No matter how many times he goes, he's always amazed by the bright colors, and the warmth in winter. Within minutes, he is outside Clopin's tent. He would've been there quicker, but he couldn't help but look around and admire some necklaces that someone was stringing together to sell. He gave a quick tap on the ground outside with his foot, the best he could do rather than a shout.
(Clopin's P.O.V.)
I was fixing to have a cup of tea when I heard a familiar tap outside. I went to open the door, and saw Baelfire before me.
"Bonjour, Bae, my favorite neveu! Surprised to see you here. I assume you want to help me get the wagon up above for the storytelling.". I happily replied.
Baelfire shook his head, signed, "No, uncle. I found something shocking about mère. I was hoping that you might help me.".
I tilted my hat, "Is that so? What is it you want to hear?".
"I wanted to know how it feels to travel to great, new places. Mère said that you traveled beyond Paris.". Baelfire signed.
I widened my eyes, and sighed as I realized that Baelfire has received the itch to go out beyond home. "I have tea waiting. Would you like a cup?". I replied softly. Bae nodded yes. I welcomed him in, and he sat down on his favorite seat, a soft wheat bag. I got two cups, and poured the steaming warm tea into them. I gave Bae his cup, and held mine as he sipped slowly. Then he looked up at me, waiting for me to speak.
"Let's see here, traveling requires a steady, curious mind, a brave, strong soul, and most of all, you can expect all kinds of things if you're prepared. Your mère was right. I've traveled beyond Paris, and that was a long time before I became King of the Gypsies. You see, there's a tradition in the Trouillefou family. In every generation, the eldest child is required to travel beyond home, and for me, I was the eldest child, and I was only 15 when I chose to travel, and it was a life-changing experience. Some people became wise from traveling as I did, but for some others, well, they become stragglers, looking for the meaning of life forever. But you, Baelfire, wish to travel beyond home, and I admire that, but I ask this, do you know why you want this?". I spoke softly yet clearly. Many beats passed as I waited for Bae's answer.
(Baelfire's P.O.V.)
"I learned that mom is from somewhere far away," I sign, hoping to help keep the secret. "A place where things are done differently, very much so compared to anywhere in even France, let alone the city." I wave a hand to indicate our city, not just any.
"I want to ask her to maybe take me to see her old home and friends, to explore and see new things, LEARN new things . . . but I'm not sure what she'll say. It was supposed to stay secret and I found out by mistake." I lay my hands in my lap a moment, my usual tell that I was done "speaking", then raised them again.
"I'm just not sure what to do now, but I want to explore, hopefully where mom once lived. I'm just not sure how to ask her." I drop my hands to my sides, indicating I was done speaking.
(Clopin's P.O.V.)
"I see, Bae. Now, Bellheart has never told me much of her past life, but I had sensed that she was looking for something special here, and she did, in your father, Quasi. She fought much to be on his side, and there's something she told me long ago when you were simply a toddler.".
She said this: "I never thought I'd raise a wonderful boy like Bae, and at every corner, he surprises me. He very much has a destiny waiting for him, though I don't know how to let him go.".
I told her a very wise saying that we use in the Trouillefou family; "For every child, he or she's a mystery, but once they grow up, they find themselves sooner or later." My father used to say that to me, and I have seen every child grow up here including your tante, Esmeralda. Once your mother heard that, she took a while to understand, and when she did, she became even wiser and I had to admire her, for what parent has to bear to let their children go when it's time.
If you understand this, Baelfire, then you know what to ask her.". I replied steadily and wisely.
(Baelfire's P.O.V.)
I nod and sign my thanks, leaving quietly to think. By the time I return home, it's almost dark, and mom and dad are beginning to panic over my whereabouts when I finally scale the outer wall and onto the balcony outside the main part of our home, where dad does a lot of his carving.
(Bellheart's P.O.V.)
"Baelfire! You almost scared me and your father! Where did you go off to?". I reprimanded sternly.
Baelfire looked sheepishly at first. "Sorry, mother. I had to think a lot, and I went to see uncle Clopin for some advice. Are you going to ground me since I almost broke curfew?". He signed reluctantly. I raised a eyebrow, and sighed under my breath. 'He's fine. He was confused about my secret.'
Quasi patted my shoulder, "Belle, our son is alright. He's safe. He came home, there's no worry.". I nodded and smiled at him softly.
"Baelfire, you're not grounded. However, since you almost broke curfew, you're grounded from playing with your friends, and starting tonight, you're to help us with anything of need, including dinner and the bells, understand? And this will be finished upon your birthday two days from now.". I softly and clearly said.
Baelfire frowned at first, then smiled and nodded firmly.
(Violetclaw's P.O.V.)
I whistled happily as I returned home to HQ from my shift, no strange/funny things, through one of the warriors, Leafpelt was acting kind of weird-happy. I shook my head, thinking that she might had found some great things at the scrapyard or something. I zoomed down the elevator, the daylight darkening. I went to the cafeteria, grabbing dinner so I'd be ready for the projector duty tonight. We're having a episode night, the show being called 'Leverage'. Sunrise loved it more than some others. She roots for Parker and Elliot, a couple of characters in the show.
I saw Sunrise coming up to her table, and I waved to her, "Hey, how's the newbie problem going?".
"Well, Baelfire disappeared off to see Clopin all day, and came back home before dark, through he almost broke curfew. Apparently, he was trying to figure what to do since he found out the secret, according to Bellheart's concern.". Sunrise commented wearily.
I chuckled, "You couldn't blame the boy. After all, he's a kid, and kids are bound to search for answers for everything.". Sunrise nodded, and told me that the episode night is nearing very close. I smiled, saying that I'm going there after I finish dinner. Sunrise grinned and went to sit at her table to eat her dinner. 'Let's hope Bae likes this place if he wants to come here.'
(Baelfire's P.O.V.)
I looked down at the tiny carving in my hands. It was something I'd been working on for awhile now, something that I wanted to be perfect. I'm not as great a carver as my father, but I'd been trying. This was of a cat, its ears perked up and tail twitching, looking around, its teeth hidden.