Waiting inside a women's restroom was easy for the skinny girl. All she had to do was hide in the stall for about an hour and a half, just enough time to be sure the staff had gone.
Normally she would bravely walk out of the stall and listen at the door, so she was sure nobody was at that exact restroom. Wesley took to a habit where she would count to 700 in her head. That would be the perfect time because she knew that was when everyone was gone and the park had officially closed. Ironically, there was only one guard on duty, but he was easy to fool. She didn't know his exact name, so she called him Dunce.
Slipping out of the bathroom stall, she stared around the dark, silent grounds, seeing only the fountain with Walt and Mickey.
Knowing the coast was clear, and that Dunce was making his rounds near the Swiss Family Robinson Treehouse, Wesley ran as fast as she could to the side entrance of Cinderella's castle. As you may guess, the door was locked. But a special friend of Wesley's gave her a key that could fit any lock.
Smiling as she pulled the key from her overall pocket, she easily put the key in the lock and after she heard the click, she quickly put the key back in her pocket, stepped inside, and locked the door.
She sighed with relief, as she leaned her back against the door, staring up the steps she had to climb to get to the bedroom.
It didn't take long for her to run up considering Dash Parr had been helping her practice. The moment she reached the many rooms in the fake, yet still beautiful towers that were the top of the castle, she had to stop in the door way and take a moment to stare at the beautiful canopy bed that was all hers.
She knew that families would often rent the bedroom for them and their children, on those days, she took refuge on the carousel. But she enjoyed the days where the beautiful quilts and sheets belonged to her. She also took comfort in the rest of the room; a tiny bathroom, small kitchen, and a window that was above the park, did make a nice view. Perfect to keep an eye on Dunce.
Immediately, running over to the bed, she kneeled down to pull out a book, that was very old, yet sustainable, enough for her to hold it. She realized the usual brown and white cover of the book and the yellow pages have changed to silver and gold. Confused, she put the book down on the desk, and opened it.
Staring at the new characters that appeared in the book, made her nod. "Well, there have been more remakes lately. But I suppose seeing BFG might be fun."
Flipping to a page that remained in the middle, she smiled as she stared at a picture of a small, brightly colored bird. She wasn't sure how she was going to tell him the news, but she wanted to tell him quick. Pointing to the bird on the page, she whispered his name and a bright light began to form across the page, until a small hurricane of light started rising from the book. And with a small clap, the bird featured on the page had come to life, right in front of Wesley.
As he flew steady in front of her, she smiled, already used to seeing him, while she closed the book. "Zazu, I have something to tell you", she said, twiddling her fingers.
Zazu, with his usual know it all expression, flew over and landed on her shoulder. "Frankly my dear, I haven't got the time. Granted, you did save me. I was under the bosom of a rhinoceros", he said, gagging.
"Okay, um, listen-", continued Wesley, only to be interrupted by Zazu, yet again.
"And to think, Mufasa put me in charge of his son, who doesn't listen to a single word I say-"
"Must suck-"
"And now I have no idea where he is. So, my dear I must go back. It's quite important-"
"I met someone-", she finally confessed, refusing to stare at him, already knowing he was listening to her. He immediately flew in front of her, so they were face to face. His expression completely serious.
"And whom did you meet?", he asked, his eyes locked on hers.
Wesley wasn't scared of him, even from the day they met, the day she decided he was going to be her conscience, and her guardian, (not that she would ever tell him that, of course.) "A boy."
From the moment she said that, the bird, plopped onto the desk. "Oh, of course! Wait! You have met plenty of other children. What am I worried about?"
"Well, I actually spent time with him. And he might be different, I mean, rude and a bit weird, but you should never judge people right away, correct?", she said, smiling, but frowned when she saw the bird was not persuaded.
"You don't know that. Anyone in that park could be watching us, a spy, a murderer, a traitor. Anyone who has the slightest idea that we are here, could destroy us all."
She rolled her eyes, here he was again jumping to conclusions. Letting out a sigh, crossing her arms, she smirked. "When we first met, you didn't think I was dangerous."
Zazu ruffled his feathers. "Yes, but you are a child. What damage can you do?"
"He's a child, too. You don't have anything to worry about. Nobody else is here, well, except for Dunce, but he isn't too bright." She had gone over to the bottom drawer and pulled out a tee shirt that was three times her size. "Turn around."
Zazu reluctantly did as he was told as she got undressed and put the giant shirt on her that reached down to her knees.
"Okay", said Wesley, making her short red hair look more wild than it normally did.
Zazu turned back around, and flew to the bed post as she pulled the covers over her after she had gotten in bed. Staring down at her, his expression changed from disapproval to concern. "Have you thought about what we talked about", he asked.
"Yes."
"And?"
"I'm not doing it."
He plopped down on the pillow next to her, she turned to him. "My dear, you can't stay here forever", he said, his voice soft.
"Don't you want me to?", asked Wesley.
"Of course I do, but-", he gently brushed one of his wings against her cheek. "You have to stop refusing to grow up. You won't remain a child forever."
"I know. And when I do get older I can start my own life. But I'm never going back", she said, her voice full of determination.
Zazu chuckled, as he lay next to her. "I suppose the story can wait for me. You are one stubborn child."
Wesley smiled. "Where do you think I learned that from?"
After a few more minutes, the pair slowly descended into a very deep sleep.
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