A/N: Two drabbles for this chapter. If you want sneak peeks for upcoming Mary Poppins projects or drabbles not related to Mary Poppins, make sure to check out my writing tumblr!
"Stars"
Featuring: Bert. Word Count: 99.
She was made up of stars. Of that much, Bert was sure. It was the only explanation that made sense. If there was anyone as wonderful as Mary Poppins, he hadn't them yet and he was convinced that such a person did not exist. When she smiled, he saw the stars shining in her eyes. And if starlight had a physical sensation, he was certain that it would like how it felt to hold her hand.
It wasn't until recently, however, that he began to wonder what it might feel like to pull her close and kiss her…
"Shatter"
Featuring: Mary Poppins. Word Count: 159.
Magic wasn't always something that came so easily to Mary Poppins; she had to work hard and practice for her skills to improve so vastly. All the work she did, she had to do alone for she kept her abilities secret from everyone. As she practiced, she learned that her magic was (on occasion) tied to her emotional state. When she was thirteen, barely a month after discovering her abilities, she and her mother had a disagreement and her temper escaped her control. After storming off, while she paced around her room, she muttered to herself about the ordeal. She didn't notice, but as she fumed, the teacup her grandmother gifted to her started to crack. Minutes passed and soon the cup shattered into a million pieces. Mary immediately realized what she'd done.
The teacup was eventually mended, but Mary never forgot the importance of keeping one's temper under control lest she shatter something more fragile or more precious.