AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I'll try to be better with this chapter. This starts off after Beatrice's family was turned back into humans. I sneaked in a little gift for you guys in the end. Now don't go cheating on me and skipping to read it ok? u U u )
She remembered how happy she was. She remembered how big the smile on her and her family's face was when they all hugged each other. It was one of those moments that she wished would last forever. But sadly, it was cut short for she remembered her two dearest friends and their little frog were to leave by tomorrow morning.
That night, she spent most of her time isolated from everyone else, thinking about what would happen next in her life now that her big adventure was over and all her problems were resolved.
After her family's joyous reunion, Wirt and Greg were immediately taken inside to be tended to. The brothers were now enjoying a nice cup of hot chocolate while resting next to the fireplace as her family told stories of her when she was younger.
She sat on the thickest branch of her favourite tree that rested on top of a hill that overlooked the forest. The sky was clear once again and the moon was shining down upon her. The snow rested silently on the ground as the wind picked up bits and pieces of its cold. She shivered and saw her own breath fog in front of her.
"Aren't you cold?" she jumped by the sudden voice that called to her. She looked down and saw Wirt.
"A bit, yeah," she admitted.
"Here," he revealed a coat to which he reached up to give to her. She reached down and took it.
"Thanks. Wanna join me up here?" She asked.
"Uhh.. I don't know I-" he stumbled over his answer.
"Just come up here, moron."
"Fine," he reluctantly agreed and sighed, climbing the tree.
"Don't fall," she advised as he finally made it to the branch. She held his arm as he steadied and sat down.
"Wow.." the boy gazed in awe at the beautiful sight that beheld him. The half-moon shone so brightly up in the skies as the stars twinkled like they had their own merry song. Not to mention the white glistening covered forest that was known as the Unknown.
As for Beatrice, she looked at the boy and had noticed how cute he looked with that silly hat on. She caught herself staring and felt her face grow red as her heart was pounding
What kind of feeling is.. this..?
She came back to her senses when Wirt opened his mouth.
"Was the Unknown always this beautiful?" he asked as he tore his eyes away from the scenery to look at her.
"Yeah,"-she grinned-"If you're not lost in it." He smirked.
It was quiet again and all that could be heard was the occasional hoot of an owl and the rustling of the leaves that danced in the wind. Beatrice looked up to the stars and saw a shooting star.
"Shooting star!" she exclaimed, "Dibs!" She tightened her grip on the tree and scrunched up her face, squeezing her eyes shut to wish upon a star.
Wirt chuckled and noticed how gorgeous Beatrice actually looked with her flaming red hair tied up in a messy bun. He especially liked how the freckles on her face twinkled as if they were stars instead.
Wait what?
He caught himself and looked the other way just before Beatrice could find herself face to face with him. As he took a closer look at her, he was surprised to find a few tears falling from her eyes.
"I'm gonna miss you two," she suddenly said.
Wirt was silent for a bit until he said, "Are you crying..?"
She raised an eyebrow and gave him a look of confusion until she realised that she was crying. With her face as red as a tomato, she turned the other way and began wiping her face as she punched Wirt in the arm as hard as she could.
"Ow?!" He rubbed the area.
"That's what you get!" she shouted at him.
He punched her in the arm.
"Ow!" She rubbed the area.
"Yeah, doesn't feel good now does it?" he teased. She gave him an annoyed look.
It was silent again.
Wirt sighed. "We'll come back."
She looked down and shook her head, "It's nearly impossible to escape, much less enter the Unknown. We don't get very much visitors. And when we do, they always end up disappearing into the forest."
"And turned into Edelwood trees?"- Beatrice nodded- "Well, we stumbled our way here. How hard could it be?"
She shrugged.
"The Beast's gone. Remember that Beatrice? And since the Beast is gone, maybe it'll be easier finding this place again," Wirt assured her.
"Promise?" she held out her pinky.
"How do you-"
"Greg taught me," she replied, "Pinky swear to me!"
"Fine," he curled his cold pinky around hers, "I pinky swear."
Then they heard her mother call out for them both.
"Race you inside!" Beatrice grinned.
She didn't want to wake up that day. She didn't want to see her two friends leave her life for who knows how long. But despite her many complaints, her mother insisted.
So she did. Her and all of her family gathered outside to say farewell to the two brothers. Her mother had packed up some bread and water in Greg's bag.
"You two boys be careful now, alright?" Her mother gave them a hug.
"We will, ma'am," Wirt said.
"And visit us whenever you can!" she also added, looking at Beatrice, who was sitting at the rocks next to the river.
"Yes ma'am!" Greg saluted her, his frog doing the same.
"What about Beatrice? Do you think she'll be okay?" Wirt asked, concerned.
The plump mother chuckled. "She'll be fine."
Greg ran over to Beatrice and gave her a surprise hug.
"Haha! Gotcha!" he laughed as he hugged her neck. She tried to hold back tears as she hugged him back.
"Don't be sad Beatrice," the little plump child said. Then he pinched her cheeks and told her to smile. She did, only for a few seconds.
"C'mon Greg," Wirt called to his little brother. Beatrice stood up while Greg hugged her for the last time.
"Bye Beatrice!" he waved to her. She waved back.
Wirt looked back at her and smiled and waved. She didn't wave.
And the two brothers started walking.
She remembered standing there, watching as the two brothers grew smaller and smaller. She never got a hug from Wirt, much less a goodbye. It was now or never.
She ran as fast as she could to catch up to them. She felt hot tears stream down and fly up from her face, being carried by the wind.
"Wirt! Greg!" she shouted. As she neared then, the brothers stopped and looked back.
Then she slammed into Wirt, hugging him as they both fell backwards.
She didn't let go; not yet at least. She never wanted to let go, but she had to. She was on top and they both were blushing fiercely. She grabbed his cloak, pulled him closer and kissed him.
He was surprised. His heart was pounding just as fast as hers, but nonetheless, kissed back.
As they separated, Wirt spoke first, "Goodbye, Beatrice."
For the first time that day, she smiled a true happy smile.
"Goodbye, Wirt."
She cried into her pillow that night.
A/N:
Did I say late Friday? I meant Saturday. Future updates might take longer. I am currently writing two more OTGW fanfics that will be posted up soon.
Did you like my gift? ( ´ U`)
