A/N: hey everyone! Ok, it seems that I can never finish a fanfic unless it's a one-shot. I still have so many unfinished pieces up on here. But…(and you guys are gonna hate me for this, I know), I'm starting a new one! it's one of those "100 themes" things. And guess which story I chose? HOWL'S MOVING CASTLE! hurray! I'm not sure if I'll get to every single theme, I mean, there are 100 of them after all. So bear with me, please!
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Howl's Moving Castle, whether it be in book or movie form.
(just so you peeps know, I'm basing these themes after the book)
Theme 1: Introduction
Howl said, "I think we ought to live happily ever after," and she thought he meant it. Sophie knew that living happily ever after with Howl would be a good deal more eventful than any story made it sound, though she was determined to try. "It should be hair-raising," added Howl.
"And you'll exploit me," Sophie said.
"And then you'll cut up all my suits to teach me," said Howl.
If Sophie or Howl had had any attention to spare, they might have noticed that Prince Justin, Wizard Suliman, and Mrs. Fairfax were all trying to speak to Howl, and that Fanny, Martha, and Lettie were plucking at Sophie's sleeves, while Michael was dragging Howl's jacket.
But Sophie and Howl were holding one another's hands and smiling and smiling, quite unable to stop.
And so our story begins. Yes, a little on the mushy side of the spectrum, but at least it has begun. Howell Jenkins, or as he is more commonly known, Howl Pendragon, has found his true love, a bright, spirited, and lovely girl named Sophie Hatter, the eldest of three sisters. You know what they say if you are born the eldest of three: you are bound to be a failure. Well, Sophie had certainly proved that old Ingarian belief to be false. With several discreet pushes and shoves from Howl, of course.
Howl was 27 years old, and by far the most dashing man in all of Ingary (and Wales for that matter). He was vain, narcissistic, stubborn, often times childish, cowardly proud, flamboyant, and a wonderful slither-outer. And that's only naming a few of his faults. But when Sophie popped into his life, she tapped into another part of him; the gentle, loving, courageous, honest (and slightly a little less self-centered) side of Howl. And Sophie was always pleased whenever she caught a glimpse of that side.
Sophie was 19 years old, but she certainly was much more mature than that. Even before somersaulting into the wild series of events that brought her back to her original age, she had been like another mother-figure to her two younger sisters. And when she was cursed to be a 90 year old woman, well, she did a fantastic job playing the part. She used to be quite shy, but she had outgrown that in her days as an old cleaning lady. She, like Howl, was stubborn (which resulted in many fights between the two), but she was also kind, caring, orderly, practical, and very, very loving. Though she was not the handsomest girl in all the land, she was still lovely, especially in the eyes of a certain wizard whom she cleaned for.
So, Sophie was able to successfully break the contract between Howl and his fire demon, Calcifer. Howl got his heart back and Calcifer was free to go wherever he wanted, though he still spent much time in the moving castle. Around the same time that she broke the contract, Sophie also broke her own curse. She was returned to the young woman that she really was. Several other curses were lifted that day too: Percival, the skull, and the scarecrow's bodies figured themselves out and Wizard Suliman and Prince Justin were returned to themselves at last. The Witch of the Waste and her fire demon, under the guise of Miss Angorian, were gone forever. Many hearts, not only Howl's, were healed that day: Michael and Martha could breathe a little easier, and Wizard Suliman found Lettie. It was quite an eventful day, to say the least.
This is the story of what happens after the story.