So, in this one we get to see Bella! ^^ She's really fun to write for...
Can I tell you how hard it is for me to have Ferb talk a lot more but keep him in character? This is a story... So it's really hard to write for him and not let him talk. So... I gave up. xDDD And I have an excuse because he's older, and it's a different dimension. UuU
And there are pictures on dA of Isabella and Hooper if you would like to go see. ^u^
Enjoy! 8D
"Isabella, dear, could you please go milk the cow for me?"
"Yes, Mom!"
Isabella Garcia-Shapiro smiled as she skipped down the wooden stairs of the ruggedy old cottage she and her mother lived in. It was not a big cottage, for they were not the richest in the town. Isabella loved her cow, who she had named Mary. She was a brown cow who had a big heart, and would do anything to hear Isabella sing.
The girl had a beautiful voice... The fairest in all the land of Gandouta. All of the birds would stop to listen, all of the animals, everyone would stop their work to listen to the musical beauty. She loved to go out into the meadows just outside of the town and just sing. She knew the animals loved it, and she loved it when they listened. It made her feel like the most special girl in the world, and her friends loved her.
I am not talking about human friends, Isabella's friends were the birds and beasts of the grassland world.
Vivian chuckled softly. "Don't forget, Isa, breakfast is on the table when you're done."
The girl shot her mother a bright smile. "Okay!"
Isabella skipped her way to the door leading outside and opened it to see a very joyful Mary. The raven-haired girl giggled when the cow trotted over to meet her, letting out a happy 'moo'.
"Good morning, Mary," she said happily, "It's a brand new day today! Do you know who I'm going to see later today?"
Mary seemed to cock her head slightly in question. "I'm going to go deep into the meadow today and see Hooper!"
The cow made no movement.
"You know, the creature I met five years ago? Don't tell me you've forgotten him."
Mary 'mooed' confusedly.
"Hooper the Light Elf?"
There was a moo of clarity.
"I can't wait to see him again, ever since we got all of our animals, it's been really hard to find time to go see him... They all need so much work. But now, I've cleared up a time with him so we can see eachother again!"
She sighed happily, leading Mary over to a bucket on the ground.
"I remember the first day we met..."
Eight-year-old little Isabella skipped through the meadows happily. She was going to pick a bouquet of flowers for her mother. She was feeling extra chipper that day, and just had the need to do something nice for someone. She was going to go farther than she usually would, for she thought that she would find new flowers in the new places she went.
Little did she know, she would find a very valuable friend that day.
"Ooo," she cooed, bending down to pick a patch of flowers, "these are pretty!"
Isabella skipped off a little farther before she came to a forest on the edge of the meadows. It did not look very large, but there were some wet patches inside of it, making it a forest wetland.
The girl paused just at the edge of it. It looked so pretty inside, and who knew what kinds of pretty petaled plants were in there?
"Flowers, here I come!" She said happily before skipping right in.
The farther she went in, the more strange and surreal it got. It was almost like the fairy tales Vivian told to her every night before she went to bed.
After a little while, she had picked a mountain of flowers and was ready to go home again and surprise Vivian. She started to hum a little tune and turned around to go back, but something made her stop. A sound...
Like the voice of an angel...
Isabella froze and slowly turned the opposite direction, and saw something a that made her drop all of her flowers.
A Whisp.
A small, awestruck smile made its way to her lips, as the little innocent girl slowly took a step forward towards the small, ghost-like creature. It was so pretty, almost asking her to follow it.
"So you are real..." She whispered to it, walking carefully up to it, not wanting it to vanish.
"Hello, little Whisp... Mommy said that you don't exist... But I always knew you did," she said, reaching out a gentle hand.
But the creature backed away, holding up a misty hand, motioning for her to follow it. The little girl did so curiously, wanting to see where this little critter had come from.
The Whisp led her farther and farther into the wooded forest, not stopping until they had reached the heart of it. And when they did, it vanished, leaving the little eight-year-old all alone and frightened.
"Little Whisp?" She called, "Where are you? Don't leave me!"
She heard a branch snap. Suddenly, everything seemed darker and scarier than ever in the forest.
Isabella wished she she had not followed the Whisp, she wished she and not even gone in the forest. Now she was lost. The little girl began to shake, not wanting anything but to go home. Tears began to well up in her eyes, and pour out.
Isabella dropped to her knees and began to cry softly, being the most frightened she had ever been in her all of her life. Big hot tears rolled off her face and onto the grassy forest floor, making no sound as they did, as the tears of an angel were silent.
Everything seemed to disappear, Isabella feeling like she as the only person in the world, and there was no one to help her at all.
The forest was a big place for a little girl like her, I think I would be scared, would you?I
sabella did not know how long she had been crying, but she suddenly felt a soft hand on her shoulder. The small girl slowly lifted her head from her hands, looking up.
There in front of her, was a Light Elf.
"That was such a great day," Isabella chuckled, finishing up her milking, "even if it was foolish of me to follow a Whisp, it still gave me a great friend! It's funny though... I thought elves were supposed to be mischievous, not kind and caring... That's dwarves, right?"
Mary mooed in agreement.
Isabella shrugged her shoulders, wiping her hands on her dress, and picked up the fresh bucket of milk "Oh well... I sure am glad that he is like he is, otherwise we probably wouldn't have become friends."
The cow gave a slight nod, moving away to another part of the yard to eat.
"Bye, Mary!" Isabella called, moving toward the house to get her breakfast.
She received a swish of the tail as a response.
The girl rolled her eyes with a chuckle and stepped inside of the house, closing the door behind her.
Vivian waved to her and held out a plate. "Hello chica, would you like some food now?"
Isabella quickly ran to her mother happily. "Oh, yes please!"
The woman chuckled and handed the dish to her daughter, returning to washing other plates and silverware. "Say, Isa, I always hear you talking to the cow outside when you milk her... It's like you can understand her," she said with a laugh.
The raven-haired girl shrugged as she stuffed a bite of oatmeal in her mouth. "She can."
Vivian stopped her washing and looked over at her daughter, a bewildered look showing on her face. "What...?"
Isabella merely smiled and swallowed her food. "I talk to her all the time! She always understands."
The Spanish woman raised an eyebrow before chuckling and turning back to her job. "Such imagination..."
"Okay Mary, I'll see you later!" Isabella called to the cow, a small pouch of grain in her hand, as she began to depart from the yard.
It had finally come to the time when she would be able to see Hooper. He had made her promise not to tell anyone about their secret meetings, for no one was supposed to know about creatures like him. Their relationship was very special, and could put many creatures in danger if found out about. He had told her that the great Phoenix had told him so... That the humans had turned evil a very long time ago, and their ability to see them had been taken away.
Only the purest would be able to, if they believed... And she had just happened to be in the forest at the right time.
The thirteen-year-old skipped happily through the village streets, happy to be going somewhere instead of being cooped up in her cottage again. The town of Gandouta could be very dangerous at times, especially at night. There would be robberies all the time, and you were lucky if you could go at least a week without one.
And the Garcia-Shapiros were just one of the unfortunate ones...
The girl always thought that people there just needed a little help... That was why they were so desperate, because they needed food and other necessities. If they were just shown a little love, then maybe they would learn not to steal?
But Vivian would always shake her head in distress.
'I wish that was so,' she would say, 'but the people of Gandouta are not the nicest...'
But Isabella would not stop believing in them, she would not give up the thought that a little bit of love could change everything. But her mother's response was always the same...
Ever since the raven-haired girl's father had left, everything about Vivian had been gloomy and depressed. Although, she tried to act happy for her daughter; she did not want her little sunshine to become depressed as well...
Isabella waved to several people as she passed by, mostly being her friends, Adyson, Milly, Holly, Ginger and Katie. They had grown up together, and had become a close group, naturally not wanting anything to break their bond. They had formed a little club which they liked to call, 'The Kingdomside Girls.' They had meetings every week, striving to try and think of new ways to make the land they lived in better.
"Hi, guys!" The raven-haired girl yelled as she skipped.
"Hey, Isabella!" Adyson and Holly called back, looking up from a job they were working on. "Where're you going?"
The girl knew she was not supposed to tell anyone about Hooper, so she made up a quick fib, knowing it was for the best.
"To the baker!"
And with that, she ran off, leaving the rest of the girls chuckling.
"Hooper? C'mon, where are you?" Isabella called, looking left and right through the forest, but with no luck. She had been looking for some time, but when five minutes had passed and she heard a giggle, she knew the light elf was up to something.
But this game was quite long.
"Hooper! Show yourself!" The girl yelled, crossing her arms with a smile.
She heard a small, stifled giggle to the left of her, and whipped around, running in that direction.
"HOOPER!"
But there was no one there. He seemed to be all around her, in the trees and on the ground... She knew that he was very good at climbing, not to mention a fast runner...
So it would hard to catch this elf.
There were more giggles and laughter as Isabella fell over, trying to get a hold of the little creature. The girl sighed and rolled her eyes as she dusted herself off.
"Alright Hooper, you win. You're too fast for me... C'mon out."
Out of a bush to her right came Hooper himself, being about half the size of the girl. He had messy brown hair, complete with a floppy stocking-cap.
"Still not fast enough?" He taunted.
Isabella chuckled as she crossed her arms and gave him a look of warning. "Don't get all cocky on me, mister..."
Hooper walked over with a laugh, but suddenly became serious. "Isabella, the real reason I wanted to arrange a meeting with you was not because I wanted to play. There is something very serious going on, and it's not to be messed with. Listen to me very closely, alright?"
The young girl blinked. She had never seen the elf get so serious in such a quick time before.
"Alright..."
The brunette sat down and patted the space next to him. "Sit down, this might take a while..."
"You're... You're lying."
"No, no I'm not..."
"You have to be! If other people can't know about you and I, how is this going to work?!"
"I... I don't know, Isabella, but we'll find a way... right? Just like we always have."
The girl looked up from the ground with teary eyes. There was no way this was happening... Just no way. How would they get everyone to believe? How would they stop this mess?
How?
Hooper looked just as worried as he took her hand and held it tightly.
"We'll... We'll find a way..."
Yes, Isabella has a cow. xDDD
Oh, I forgot to mention something... There is soundtrack for the story, but it's up on dA. I could put it here in the A/N of you want me to, but you'd have to let me know. ._. So, until next Wednesday. ^^
- Lovey