Heyoo! I know this is so short, but I don't exactly have a lot of ideas, so I'm squeezing everything I can, but, it still isn't much, sorry!
I don't own corpse bride. (In this dimension)
"Aleexxx . . ."
"hmm"
"Aleeeeexxxx . . ."
"hmm"
"ALEEXX!"
"Gahh!"
thump!
I fell out of bed. I looked up to find Ms. Agatha looking down a t me with curiosity.
"Are you alright, dear?"
"Yea, yea I'm fine." She smiled and pulled me up.
"Well that's good. Did you have any sweet dreams last night, Dearie?"
"No, no dreams,"
"What a shame, you know people say the best days occur after the best nights."
"Uh, I don't think that means a dream, miss, uh, forgive me, I don't even know your name."
"Sorry dearie, You can call me Ms. Agatha. Mr. Van Dort told me your name as I sent him to bed. Alexandria Angelis, what a beautiful name, matches a beautiful face."
I blushed. "Thank you, Ms. Agatha."
"No need, Dearie." She held a lock of my hair in her fingers. "Ya know, I don't think I've seen hair so red before. It truly is a beautiful shade, like roses it is."
I felt my cheeks heat again. "Thank you."
"And those eyes, my Lord, they look like storm clouds! I swear I can see em' movin'!"
I stiffled a giggle at the extravagant hand movements she made.
"I had a son like you, I did, He'd be about your age, but he's, not, here anymore."
"Oh, I'm so sorry."
"The past is in the past, let it stay there where it lies. Now, let's get you ready for breakfast!"
Don't really have much to say here . . . Hope (or pray, you know, whatever strikes your fancy, or whatever) that I update soon!