Valentines Day – Part one

By: MusicPnFFreak/ObsessedWithPhinBella/b

bA/N: Hello, lovelies! I know it's not exactly Valentines Day yet, but I got inspired by Yogscast's Valentine Animation and wanted to make this.

Here's the video: watch?v=JX_b8X3mTdI

This fic involves Xephmadia and HoneyBacon~ LETSAGO!

As he held the wood frame in his hands, the dwarf let out a long sigh, trying his best to not let his tears fall. Of course, it just had to be Valentines Day. He hadn't imagined it being alone on the sides while the others danced happily with each other in their arms. He had imagined it… with her. Oh, how he longed to hold her again in his arms. To touch her, to smell her scent of cakes and bacon… Now he knew how Peculiar felt.

Slowly, the dwarf tore his eyes from the photograph of her, looking in envy at Xephos, who twirled Lomadia around, a gentle smile on his face as he stared into her eyes lovingly. How he hated to see them happy. Didn't they know he was suffering inside as they smiled foolishly over each other? He moved his eyes from them to InTheLittleWood and his girlfriend. They didn't bother him much, considering they had only been going out for a couple months then. But still, it wasn't fair… He didn't even smile as the sapling lover spun the girl, ending up loosing his grip and making her spin away.

Just then, the dwarf felt a frail hand on his arm. Thankful for a distraction, he turned to look into the face of the old, fairly wise, Fumblemore. Slight concern shown in the old mans violet eyes and he knew what was coming.

"Honeydew? Why aren't you out there dancing? You usually love celebrations like this." The wizard exclaimed, pointing to the giant 'dance floor' that stretched out longer then necessary.

Instead of replying, Honeydew only shook his head, blinking back tears. Couldn't Fumblemore and everyone else just leave him alone? The old wizard only sighed, and then looked at what was in the dwarf's large hands. The man frowned, shaking his head.

"Ah. I see. You're alone, yes?"

Honeydew bit his lip, nodding. He didn't like to admit it. Sometimes, he would imagine she was still with him. He would do anything to get her back. Damn Israphel for taking her away!

Fumblemore thought for a moment before patting the dwarf's arm and muttering "Come with me, then." Not having much else to do, and wishing more then anything to get away from other happy couples, Honeydew got up and followed the wizard out. He watched Fumblemore fly to the other side of the river, turning back to see if the dwarf followed. Not being able to fly, Honeydew would have to jump. Making sure the photo wouldn't be harmed; he let the wind hit him square on the face as he plummeted down, down into the lukewarm water. He scrambled quickly to the other side, where Fumblemore was waiting.

"Where's the photo?" Fumblemore asked as he watched the dwarf get up off the sand. Silently, Honeydew handed him the picture. It was slightly wet, but that wouldn't matter. He looked from the photo, to the glum dwarf who stood before him. He could tell he was hurting.

"You loved her, eh?" The dwarf shut his eyes, nodding in response.

"Well, I'm sure I can fix this Valentine mess." The old wizard spun the photo around on his two fingers, deep in concentration. Honeydew only watched, curious of what he was doing. What did he mean by him fixing this Valentine mess? Suddenly, Fumblemore started humming to himself, the photo spun by itself now. A soft rush of wind hit Honeydew, and he glanced up at the setting sun. Funny, he didn't remember it setting that fast normally. Honeydew returned his eyes back to the wizard, who was now throwing the photo in the river. Honeydew wailed, wanting to go after the only thing he had left of her, but smoke rising from the spot of water stopped him in his tracks. What the hell was happening?! He watched in shock as the smoke rose gracefully, dancing in the vanilla skies. A glowing white corpse formed in between all this, and floated up and toward the two. Its complection coming into view, Honeydew gasped.

"Granny!"