Disclaimer: All the characters belong to Prodigy Pictures and Lost Girl Team, I own nothing.
First of all, this story is a collaboration of TheAgni and me, I give all credits to this very amazing girl for helping me through all these. You're really amazing Doc, and no one matches your talent :)
15 YEARS AGO
The butterfly was very beautiful, with a pair of large wings compared to its body. A little blonde girl was standing near the bush, observing the butterfly. She was watching the flowers, how nice they looked, smelling sweet. Now the butterfly was what attracting her attention. She then looked down at her frok, judging the similarity. It too had flowers printed, but they were purple and white, not blue like those blooming over the bushes.
"Gotcha!"
She was startled by the voice of a little girl, and she jumped in reflex.
"Hey! Why did you jump?" She turned to see another girl who was now jumping to catch the butterfly. But it flew away as fast as possible.
"You scared me!", replied she in return. The girl now stopped her jumping and focused her attention towards her.
"You pushed me and see, the butterfly is now gone!" She dramatically waved her hands and crossed them over her chest, scowling at her.
The girl seemed of her age, of same height. She had raven hair, open and pinned at the sides. Her eyes were the colour of chocolates that her Dad bought for her every night when he returned from work. Unlike her, she was wearing a short denim jumpsuit with a peach coloured T-shirt. She looked cute. But her expression was clearly of irritation.
"You know, it's not good to trap butterflies.. They get hurt." The blonde girl replied softly looking at her feet.
"Really ?" The dark-haired girl was surprised, her face changed. No one told her that, her elder brother took her to catch butterflies whenever he returned from his boarding school. "But my brother told me that catching them and keeping them locked in the cages looks beautiful . . ."
The blonde girl frowned. Her mother used to tell her that animals and insects have life, they have feelings like them. To hurt them is cruel, only bad people do such.
"No. It's not right. They get hurt!" She spoke out, her voice squeaking in disappointment. The thought of someone locking them inside a cage made her innocent & pure heart churn inside. Her eyes started to fill with fat tears.
"Oh! Please don't cry!" The brunette girl rushed near her, feeling guilty. "I'm sorry, okay? Now please don't cry?" She cupped her chubby little face in both her hands and wiped the tears awkwardly.
The blonde girl eventually stopped crying and sniffed. The other girl produced a linen handkerchief and passed towards her.
"Here. Take this."
She took it and helped herself.
"I'm Isabeau. But you can call me Bo.", gushed the raven haired girl and extended her hand with a big grin, flashing her cute dimples.
"I'm Lauren." The blonde girl accepted the hand and shook it politely, just as her mother taught.
"I'm five. How old are you ?"
"I'm five too."
"So can we be friends ?", asked Bo hopefully. Lauren looked down at her feet. She didn't have many friends, apart from her dog Tony and her best friend Tamsin.
"I'm not sure. We've only met.", replied she nervously.
"So what ?" Bo shrugged carelessly. "I've made many friends at parks, though I couldn't meet them regularly."
"That's not friendship. You should play with your friends."
"I know. But Mama gets angry sometimes when I make friends with some kids. She tells it's bad for the reputation." Lauren looked at her confused. She didn't make out the meaning of reputation. She thought of asking her Mommy later.
"So you are not allowed to play with them?" Bo shook her head sadly. For a moment, Lauren's mind dimmed. Seeing that, Bo's heart lurched too.
"But I can ask Mama to let me play with you."
"Really ?" Lauren's face lit up. Bo now nodded her head with a big smile on her face. She grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the swings, "Come, let's swing."
Both of them started swinging slowly, laughing at the near by kid who fell from the see-saw.
"He's so stupid! He fell from a see-saw.", giggled Bo. For her, it felt stupid, since she herself was able to climb a tree at her age.
"Probably he drank too much hot chocolates and his stomach is churning!" Lauren mirrored her laugh, equally enjoying the funny sight.
"You know, I can climb a tree."
"Really ?"
"Hmmmm !"
"You know, I heal a lot faster!"
"That means you're a Fae too!", Bo gasped, turning toward the blonde girl.
"Aren't we supposed to keep that a secret, Bo ?" Lauren narrowed her eyes a little, and checked around to see if anyone was there. Her mother warned her like millions times not to expose their identity, otherwise they would be in danger.
"Oh! I'm sorry!" Bo bit her tongue with a mischievious smile. Lauren rolled her eyes in return but couldn't stop from giggling when Bo made a funny face.
"I'm a succubus. But Mama says I'm a werewolf shifter too! Rrrawwwrrr!", roared the little brunette making her new friend giggle some more. "What are you ?"
"It's rude to ask a Fae what kind of he or she is.", replied the blonde stopping her laugh with great difficulty. The brunette pouted narrowing her eyes.
"It's not fair. Didn't I tell you mine ?"
"Okay. I'm a healer.", she replied, with a shy smile.
"Wow! You are a Fae doctor !", exclaimed the brunette with wide eyes.
"Not until I turn an adult." The little blonde replied with a smile.
"You are smart."
"I am."
"And very pretty!" Lauren's little cheeks turned pink at Bo's comment and she looked at her feet.
"Thank you." She replied while still flushed.
"No problem." Then Bo suddenly got up from her swing, a big grin forming on her chubby cheeks. "You wait here, okay? I'll be back soon."
"But where are you going ?", called out Lauren, which Bo couldn't hear since she was far gone running. She frowned at Bo's behaviour, but sat on the swing and focused her eyes far at the park bench. Her Mommy was still sitting and talking with Tamsin's mother, who came with them for a walk. Her friend was at her piano class, so she couldn't join them. Tamsin's mother's tummy was round and big, like the baker down the street. Her Mommy told that Tamsin's family were welcoming Tammy's little brother, who was now inside resting in his mother's belly. She knew she would become a doctor one day, and would treat people, even help mommies with their babies, just like her Papa told her to be.
"Lauren !" Bo called out from behind. "Look up, now!"
She rolled her eyes again, but looked up. Just then soft petals of sweet smelling flowers fell on her face. She closed her eyes and squeaked in joy, thrownig her hands. The scent of the flowers was so refreshing!
"That's beautiful, Bo! What was it for ?", she asked, still inhaling the persisting scent.
"They do these to pretty girls. I saw in TV.", muttered Bo shyly, then proceeded to kiss the blonde's cheek.
Lauren again flushed red, both at the comment and the kiss. Normally, she wasn't shy when her Mommy, or Papa, or Tammy or her granny did. But Bo's one felt different. It felt good in other way.
"You are cute too.", she replied shyly, tucking a strand of her baby locks that fell free from her ponytail.
"Does that mean I get a kiss too ?" The brunette asked eagerly, her eyes lightening up. Lauren giggled at her friend's eagerness, then pushed herself up to plant a sweet kiss on the awaiting chubby cheek. Bo grinned back mushyly at her shy form.
"Lauren !" She looked forward to meet her Mommy coming towards them. She rushed to her mother's awaiting arms.
"Mommy !", gushed she happily, hugging her mother's legs, too happy to introduce her mother to her new friend. Dragging her mother to Bo, she spoke out happily, "Mommy, meet Bo, my new friend!"
"Wonderful !" Christine raised her eyebrows, clearly surprised. Her little daughter was usually not friendly with other kids, apart from Tamsin. She worried much thinking how her little girl's social world would be when she grows older. At least, she felt happy that Lauren was now becoming somewhat social.
"Hello, young lady. I'm Christine Lewis, Lauren's mother." She leaned to the little girl's height. She looked adorably cute with dimples when she smiled.
"Hello, Ma'am. I'm Isabeau McCorrigan."
A ton of bricks hit Christine. It was the last thing in her mind. Her daughter had befriended a McCorrigan. The McCorrigans were one of the high blood families in the Fae community here in Canada. She had no problem with that, but it would be them. Their beliefs were the high blood families should remain high, all above them. They didn't cope with others apart from equally high blood families. The luxaries of living in mansions and bathing in gold corrupted their minds.
But looking down at the innocent face, she wasn't sure whether to drag her daughter back home where they were safe, or to let her play and enjoy the happiness of a companion. But she didn't have to confuse herself much, because a distant voice was calling Bo's name.
"Bo !"
A tall, exiquite brunette wearing an expensive jumpsuit appeared out of nowhere, or most probably no one noticed her. Bo ran to her Mama.
"Mama !"
"What have you been doing, honey ?"
"I have a new friend! Come, you got to meet her!" She gushed excitedly, dragging her Mama's hand.
"There !", pointing towards the standing mother-daughter duo, Bo excitedly pulled her mother's hand. Aife looked forward, and her smile vanished, replaced by anger.
"What nonsense is this, Isabeau ?!" She exclaimed, yanking off her daughter's hold, loud enough for Lauren & Christine to hear. Bo flinched at her mother's sudden harsh tone, jumping at once.
"Come at once! We need to leave now!", grabbing her daughter's hand, Aife proceeded to walk away.
"But Mama! You need to see Lauren! Why are you angry ?" Bo was now shouting, almost at the verge of crying.
"Didn't I tell you not to make friends without my permission ?"
"But- but- but Lauren is very good! And- and pretty too!", whispered the little brunette, tears spilling at baby cheeks.
"Oh? But you disobeyed me. Now let's go."
"Mama . . .!"
"Isabeau!" Aife now turned to her daughter. "You have many friends that I would like you to play with. I want you to play with them."
"But I want to play with Lauren!"
"Isabeau !", scolded Aife with a cold commanding tone, making her daughter scared more. "I said, I don't want you to play here. And you are not going to disobey me!" And with that, she dragged Bo with her, who was trying her hardest to escape her mother's tight grip, but failing miserably and crying like the baby she was.
Lauren on the other hand stood with her mother, watching all the incident. Her owns cheeks were very wet by now. She was almost hiding behind her mother as she witnessed Aife's wrath. But suddenly, she yanked her mother's grip and ran towards Bo's car, which waited near the park's gate.
"Lauren !" Christine's scream was worthless as her daughter kept running. Without having any choice, she too started running at her daughter's direction.
Aife opened the door of the Aston Martin and threw her crying daughter inside, locking it securely. Quickly, she slid on the driver's seat and ignited the engine. With one stroke, she pulled the car down the street, not wasting any time at the park's environment.
By the time Lauren reached there, Bo's car already started. She watched helplessly as Bo pounded on the glass door, cheeks full of tears and eyes red. Very soon, she disappeared from her sight. And for the first time, Christine saw her daughter scream while crying, calling Bo's name over and over.
Before her little girl lost any sort of consciousness over witnessing the live cruelity, she caught her fragile daughter in her chest, letting the little blonde cry within the boundary of her affection.
I actually borrowed the characters of Lauren and Bo from Doc Agni's 'Imperfections make perfection'(of course not without permission). Bo's multi-Fae spirits fascinate me so much, that seriously I have have to put them in my story :)
As you can see I'm new, please excuse me if you find faults, since English is not my first language. But then, who would have read if I published it in Turkish lols.
To clear doubts- this chapter depicts the flashbacks of BoLo's meetings, how they coped with each other etc. The next chapter will be the flashback of their high school memories. The present day plot will start from the third chapter, where they will be in college, 20 years old selves. This story will focus on the class differences in Fae society, with lots of angsts, supressed tensions and insecurities. And one important thing, it will take both of them a whole lot of time to confess their love for each other, say after many chapters later. But I promise I'll try my hard and soul not to disappoint you all. Have fun!
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