Hey everyone! This is the first time in a long time I've posted anything. This is also one of the last TwiFics I'm going to do. Please read and review!
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Jasper's PoV
Alice was dancing again. It was one of the things she really loved to do. Bliss was rolling off her tiny silhouette in waves.
This time, though, she was not alone in her dancing.
Little orange lights surrounded her, lighting up her fairy face. Her spiky, dark hair might be messy, but we both loved it that way.
The orange lights kept moving, never stopping. She was twirling on the grass below them, arms above her head. Laughing, Alice reached up, trying to touch one of those lights. She'd never reach that high without jumping. We both knew she would not jump.
"Jazz," she murmured. It was like a shout to me, her tinkling voice wistful. I leaped from my place on a boulder to her side, lifting her towards the luminescent insects. Her ecstatic emotions were driving me crazy with glee.
Alice reached for a firefly, her fingers closing lightly around it. She spun out of my grasp, landing beside me on the ground. She opened her fisted hand, and on her palm rested an unharmed, glowing firefly.
The orange light was brilliant this close up. It's transparent, shimmering wings fluttered weakly, cold from Alice's hand. It fell asleep before she knew it.
I sighed, the look of horror on her face rocking my world. "I've killed it!" she sobbed before I could stop her. I never played with her emotions unless she was sad like she was now.
"No, Alice, it's just fallen asleep because your hand is cold. Here, give it to me," I hurriedly reassured her before she could hurt too much. I hated feeling Alice's pain; it was the worst kind of agony, more sharp than aching.
I took the softly illuminated bug from her little hand. I sped back to the boulder I had been sitting on earlier, careful not to tear its pearlescent wings. Placing it on the rock, I walked back to my fairy-like girl at human speed.
Alice's face was in her hands, emotional pain shooting through her. It made me wince with each step to see the one that I had loved for a century hurting. "Alice," I whispered, pulling her hands away from her anguished face. "Look."
The insect had slowly risen from the rock, and was spiraling upward to join its brothers and sisters. "Don't be depressed, Alice," I murmured, linking our pinky fingers.
Her face went from shocked to relieved. "I didn't hurt it or anything?" she asked, wrapping her arms around me.
"No, Alice. The firefly is fine."
Resting her head against my chest, she whispered, "Dance with me later?"
"Of course," I murmured.
But later never came. We just sat there for hours, watching the fireflies dance all by themselves until the sun came up.
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~AL