My Dear Molly,
Aikka's life has been turned upside down. His father is dieing, and he'll have to take over the kingdom soon. The only peace of mind that the young prince can find is the half an hour when he gets to write to an old friend.
Hi all!! Natasha here, or Airgirl, as I am more commonly known. I realized that I haven't done much Oban Fanfiction and I thought well, that needs to change right now… so here it is… my second OSR fic. I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: you know the deal, Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, I don't own Oban Star Racers, and neither do you. XP
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Eva sat on the couch, sketching in her blank book.
"Eva," said a voice through the window that was centered in between the kitchen and the living room. She looked up to see her father, Don Wei, washing the dishes. "Could you get the mail? I have to go to work soon, and I want to see if the manager from the United States wrote back."
"Sure." Eva said and pushed herself up off of the couch and left her sketchbook and pen on the seat. Walking to the door, she grabbed her light brown coat, and slipped it on over her kammy and shorts.
This Christmas brake she had gotten a lot of letters from friends from school, wishing her happy holidays. Walking down the frozen pathway to the mailbox, she thought of what might be in there. Maybe there would be a letter from Mark venting to her about his 6 sisters and 4 brothers. Or Christy Who was spending her holiday in India. Then again, there could be nothing at all. The last few days the only thing that she's gotten was singing coupons and video postcards from people who wrote the wrong address.
Eva opened the box and looked inside there were three video Catalogs from companies Eva had never heard of, a yellow parcel and a small blue envelope with gold trim. Molly pulled it all out, and the turned over the elegant envelope curiously, to see who it was from.
The middle wrote
Molly Wei
333 W. Rue Galilee
Joilel France 00934332, Earth
The lettering was in gold ink and written with flourishes everywhere. And at the top left there was another Name it wrote:
Aikka Farstel Norastila Haz
(Some random characters
that neither Eva nor I can read.) Norasia.
Eva's hands shook with excitement as she dashed inside clutching the letter and the rest of the mail to her heart. She closed the front door, dropped the other mail on the kitchen counter and dashed up the stairs strait to her room.
"Eva! What on earth-" but it was too late, by the time Don Wei had called out to his young daughter, she had already locked the door jumped into her unmade bed. And torn the beautiful envelope apart and started to read the elegant lettering.
Dear Molly,
I hope this letter finds you in good health. I myself, am in excellent condition. Though I may have not Returned home as the Avatar. I was still greeted like a hero, though I didn't enjoy it too much. My younger sisters have been thrilled when I tell them the story of "the brave earthlings, Molly and Jordan, who defeated Cannaletto."
My Father and I have talked, and he says that, without a doubt, someday soon you will have the pleasure of visiting the Norasian Castles. I will wait for that day happily.
Cannon tells me that at this time on earth you celebrate a time of giving, called Christmas. What is it like? It sounds very interesting, but I know little about it.
I shall write again soon, but I fear that this is all I have time for at the moment.
All the Best.
-Aikka
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End Chapter One.
I hope you liked it! Please review!
-Natasha
