I'm so hungry... My mom was cooking chocolate croissants and it smelled so good. *Sigh* I guess I'll just have to wait for all eternity...
Chapter 2: A New Start
"What the heck! Who are you!?" the boy shouted.
"Do you have to be so loud?" the girl with strawberry blonde hair muttered. She slid down under the covers. The dancing cowlick on her head poked into the boy's side just between his ribs.
"I don't know you people!" the boy continued.
"There really is no need to shout" the other girl with the raven black hair uttered. She remained motionless despite her sentence striking annoyance in the boy. They were oblivious to the fact that they were naked and practically hugging the surprised boy.
"If it is alright, then I'm going back to sleep. Seems like we were awaken for no reason" the boy with the white hair announced. He closed his eyes and nearly was successful at falling back asleep again when the dark green haired boy threw off the covers.
"Oh no! That's not happening. Either you're going to tell me who you are and what happened to the birds who were with me last night or I'm going to do something you wish I hadn't!"
"What are you talking about? We haven't moved an inch" the girl with the raven hair said. At that point, they finally noticed the difference in their bodies. They were lacking in feathers. They had no beaks. They had hair!
"I-I'm human" the girl with the strawberry blonde hair stated in shock.
"This can't be right" the girl with the raven black hair cried.
"We are the birds from last night" the white haired boy said to the dark greened hair one.
"Okay, so if you really are birds, why are you like this?" he asked suspiciously.
"How are we supposed to know; we only found out this morning!" the raven black haired girl rebutted.
"Well. I'm not going to stay in bed anymore. I'll find you clothes to wear so I don't have to look away every time I speak to you" the boy said with a deep blush as he crawled out of bed. He went to the closet and brought out a white, long sleeved shirt. He picked up the blanket the birds slept on and dusted it off. He gave the shirt to the other boy, and the blanket to the girl with the raven black hair.
"Hey, what about me? Don't forget me!" The girl with the strawberry blonde hair cried.
"Just use the one on the bed" the boy told her. A migraine nagged at the back of his mind. Soon the three tired humans were clothed and protected.
"Now that we're done with this, I need to know your names" the dark green haired boy told them.
"I don't remember my name" the white haired boy admitted.
"Neither do I" joined in the raven black haired girl.
"I never had a name!" the strawberry blonde hair girl added. The dark green hair boy sighed in disbelief.
"Then why don't you name yourselves" he suggested in annoyance.
"Hm, I think I'll be Ahiru. It sounds like me" the strawberry blonde hair girl declared. In other words, she called herself Duck.
"I will be Rue" the raven black hair girl said. Rue is a strong smelling shrub, or it can mean regret. The dark green hair boy turned to the last nameless human.
"I don't know" the boy said quietly. His imagination did not take him far.
"I'll name you then. You will be... Mytho."
"Mytho..." the boy said to himself. A name that means a myth.
"What should we call you? You never told us you're name. It makes you seem weird" Ahiru nagged.
"Fakir" the boy said.
"Huh. Well nice to meet you Fakir."
"Whatever."
Fakir looked Rue, Ahiru, and Mytho over and realized they needed proper clothing soon. "I will get you real clothes to wear. Don't go anywhere, don't do anything. I will be back in fifteen minutes. If anyone comes, do not say anything. I doubt anyone will come though" Fakir declared. The three listeners nodded their heads in obedience. Fakir walked out and went to the wall. Golden Crown Town's guards gave him a once over before letting him proceed. "Where should I go?" Fakir wondered. He tried to think back to the time when his adopted father, Karon, took him shopping. "The central square."
The central square was a circle made up of food, clothing, and tourist stores and shops. Fakir frowned at the chattering girls from the Golden Crown Academy. They glanced at him, whispering how handsome and cool he was. He hurriedly moved away from them to the nearest store. With a sigh of relief, he turned around.
"Hello there!" a lady greeted close to his face. He made a protecting pose in surprise. "Welcome to my ballet boutique. We have everything from pointe shoes to headpieces. Feel free to point to what you like" she continued. He relaxed and waved her off. She watched him from afar as he went through the store. Fakir was used to ballet material. He used to dance himself. He didn't want to buy anything from a girly place.
"I guess this means I will have to get something here" he mused. "I'll have that red dress, tan stockings, and red pointe shoes. I'll also have a black male tights, white slippers, and a white t-shirt. And could I have a white leotard, white tights, and pink training shoes please?"
"Good good. That will be one of the first steps to help the story along" a voice murmured.
"You got it! That will be 40 coins please" the lady replied.
"Stupid ballet clothes are too expensive for their own good" Fakir muttered as he handed over the money.
Fakir walked out of Golden Crown Town with many bags in his hands.
"Fakir! You're back" Ahiru cheered as he came through the door of the cabin.
"What did you expect?"
"Where are our clothes?"
"Here." Ahiru, Mytho, and Rue separated to various places and tried on their new outfits.
"Amazing, they feel just like feathers" Rue commented as they stretched.
"That's the point" Fakir replied knowingly. Fakir suddenly had an idea. "Hey, try coping what I do." Fakir moved into first position, then to second. The perplexed humans followed him. Fakir moved to third, fourth, and fifth. Mytho and Rue preformed it perfectly, but Ahiru struggled to keep her balance.
"Why are we doing this?" Rue asked as Fakir did an arabesque.
"It's ballet. It's when you dance using mostly your legs and feet. You preform stories as you dance."
"That's so interesting, but it's harder than it looks" Ahiru exclaimed.
"Relax, with practice, you'll get better." Fakir smiled at Ahiru, which calmed the duck.
"Is it designed to be light?" Mytho asked.
''Obviously yes."
Mytho smiled at his answer. Rue and Ahiru stared.
"I have a question!" Ahiru piped as she broke her gaze from Mytho.
"What is it?"
"Where are we going to sleep? You said that you didn't want us to be in the same bed, but the ground is really cold."
Fakir blushed at the memory of the cuddling, naked humans. He did realize that Ahiru had a good point. He was not, repeat, not going to let the group sleep with him, but he knew it would be unrealistic to keep then on the chilly floor. He would have wanted to put some of them with Karon, but he knew that taking care of them could become a handful.
"There is one option left" he thought. "Do you guys want to do ballet everyday?"
"It would make me happy" Mytho replied. Rue and Ahiru unconsciously sighed in relief.
"Then I think I have the place for us..."
Ahiru, Mytho, Rue, and Fakir stood outside the entrance gate outlined with flowers of Golden Crown Academy.
"Let me go over this one last time" Fakir said. "Mytho and I will stay in one room."
"Rue and Ahiru will stay in different rooms" Mytho continued.
"We must wake up every morning and go to ballet class" Rue said.
"And we'll have tons of fun as friends" Ahiru added.
A man walked up from the entranceway with four cats trailing behind him.
"Greetings new students. I am Mr. Neko. What are you taking?" he asked.
"We're ballet students" Fakir answered as he noticed Mr. Neko's unusually purple, and yellow streaked hair.
"Ah, you will be learning under me then. Well, I'll be more than happy to show you the secrets of ballet" he said passionately.
"Thank you Mr. Neko" Ahiru said.
"Yes, yes, class starts tomorrow at eight o'clock sharp. Don't be late."
"And so starts the story" the voice announced. "Though it begins with love, it can easily turn out of hand. Birds may fly, but these ones will fall. Heh ha ha ha. Where will your friendship take you, Ahiru..."
The voice is Drosselmeyer. Let me make that clear. I'm looking forward to writing about Ahiru and Rue's counterparts. It might take like 2 or 3 chapters. Mr. Neko looks, as you can guess, like Mr. Cat. This is just a human imagining of him. The cats trailing behind him are the real Mr. Cat in cat form, his wife, and his kids. I forgot how many kids he has so I might change that later... Thank you for reading!