Of Hearts and Mirrors
Ep.8-Drawn Together
A/N: Tommy John is a famous fairy DJ for Fairy World. Belongs to my good friend Tooboy92484 on DA. Check his page out as well!
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"...You okay?" He asked as he knocked on the door. He got no answer, and knocked again.
"Angela, can you please open the door?" He only heard muffles through the door.
"What?" More muffles.
"...I can't understand you...open the door." There was more muffles, this time accompanied by a loud stereo, which was blasting 'Ms. New Booty'. He cringed at the bass before he started banging on the door.
"OPEN THE DOOR! Don't make me blast it open!" He yelled over the music. When he didn't get an answer, he finally got out his wand and aimed it at the door. A blast of magic came out, but for some reason, it bounced back and turned him into a burgundy-colored chicken. BU-KAW! Good thing Cosmo wasn't around to put him in a pot and pass him off as chicken noodle soup.
"...What the?" He made his way to the door and pecked at it.
"...She's smart...she put a magic shield up." He said, impressed. He picked his wand with the beak and turned himself normal again. He went into thinking mode, trying to figure out how to break the sheild. It was some powerful pixie magic...and was certainly strongest when the user's emotions was flaring up.
"...What to do...what to do..." He then thought of his 'Drawn Together' DVD sitting on the TV in his room. He wasn't sure if she watched that show...but he had nothing to lose. He knocked on the door once again.
"Hey, Angela! If you're going to be stuck in our room all day, then you might as well watch my DVD!" He yelled through the door. The music shut off, but the magic shield was still up...
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The pixie girl sighed as she floated down the sidewalks of Fairy World holding a bag full of groceries. Shopping usually made her feel better...and not many things did.
"...I wonder if he knows I'm even in the room..." She thought as she recalled pinging out of the room as soon as he went away. She felt slightly guilty at leaving like that, but she needed to sort out her feelings before attempting to talk to anyone without bursting out in hysterical wailing. She sighed and continued floating, until she ran into someone. Angela found herself and the stranger knocked to the ground, the bag spilling its contents onto the ground.
"Oh my, my bad." Angela shook her head as she looked at the fairy who ran into her. He had brown hair a slightly darker shade, a blue Cardinals Jersey, and wore a red visor.
"No, my fault...i wasn't watching where I was going." She mumbled as she got up and dusted off her clothes.
"My fault, I did the same. You okay there kiddo?" He replied as helped clean her up. Angela waved her hand, magicking the bag into her arms.
"Oh yeah, just fine." She shifted the bag to her other arm and held out a hand.
"My name's Angela. Sorry about that." He took her hand and shook it warmly.
"I'm Tommy John, I just got off work and didn't see ya there." He said sheepishly. She blinked for a couple of seconds.
"...Where do you work?"
"W-A-N-D 670. I just got done with my music and entertainment show."
"...Oh, you're a radio DJ? Interesting." The pixie girl said, sounding a little uninterested. He didn't hear her tone of voice as he rambled on.
"Yes I am. I'm pretty well known for it, and I'm kinda bad at modesty." He snickered a little nervously, causing her to stop walking and look at him, a hand on her hip.
"Hmm...I don't think you're popular in Pixies, Inc."
"I assume you're from there." Tommy John said, smiling at her. Angela scowled a little at her gray school uniform.
"Is it that obvious?" TJ could see that she was starting to be a little miffed at sticking out like a sore thumb amongst a species of magical folk that hated her own. He lifted up both hands in explaination.
"I don't have a problem with the pixies. I try to to be friends with all. That's why I panicked after I ran into ya." He grinned. She studied him for a few seconds before she spoke in a suspicious tone.
"Oh." TJ scuffed his toe on the sidewalk, wondering how to voice his next words. Casual? Friendly? Some tone that won't make her think he was trying to hit on her?
"...I know you got the groceries, but would you like to grab a bite to eat? It's the least I can do to make up for the run-in." He twitched his foot nervously. Angela smirked a little, deciding that this was a fine opportunity for free food.
"Sounds great...I guess you're not that bad...for a fairy." Angela smirked.
"Hmmmm?" The visor-wearing fairy got a confused look on his face as she turned away from him and started floating again.
"...Oh nothing. Just rambling." TJ followed her down the sidewalk. He realized that there was something different comparing her to the other pixies he'd been around, but he wasn't sure.
"I see you as a fun pixie." He observed. Angela lifted an eyebrow, wondering if he was beeing a little TOO nice. He seemed sort of...like a stalker type...
"And how would you know that? What if I'm putting on a show?" Tommy John shrugged.
"Either way, you're the funnest and friendliest pixie I've ever met." Angela snorted.
"I'm guessing you only say that to the girls you meet for the first time?"
"What you see is what you get..." Tommy John held his arm out.
"...Shall we dine and discuss?" Angela looked at her bag, then at his arm.
"...I dunno...I think I have homework to do for the Pixie Academy...it's my last year..so they pile up the work on me."
"That's never good. My last year was slacker central. That cooking class was a life-saver." Tommy John said to himself.
"...So I guess I'll have to pass..."
"That's OK then." TJ mumbled as he looked down. Angela looked back at him, wondering how to explain to this fairy that she wasn't really much of associating herself with the folk of Fairy World. But it would be nice if she could have another friend her age other than Ryan.
"...Welll...I do have straight A's...and I'm graduating with high honors...I guess I could slack up a little." Tommy John looked up.
"Really? You've got a good mind up there." Angela chuckled and shrugged.
"I could use a break from studying..."
"Excellent. What's sounding good to you?"
"...Doesn't matter really."
"I know a good coffee shop nearby."
"Okay. I could use some caffeine. Tommy John held his arm out again.
"Shall we my new friend?" Angela looked at him before she agreed.
"All right. She slipped her arm through his as Tommy John poofed the two to the Crown 'n Caffeine.
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"You okay? Can I come in?" Ryan asked as he knocked on the door again.
"Go away."
"Look, I understand that pixies don't show their feelings too well, but you're not like everyone else..." He said.
"You're just saying that."
"...I'm not...I'm telling the truth."
"Liar."
"You can call me what you like, but I know I..." He started.
"That doesn't taste like chicken." Ryan's brow furrowed.
"What does chicken have to do with..."
"Shave the whales!"
"...Wait a second..." The fairy gripped the doorknob and opened it, revealing an empty room, and Angela nowhere in sight. A small tape recorder sat on the bed. He picked up the recorder and stopped it in the middle of, 'Go away! I'm trying to sleep!' He stared at it, before he noticed that there were his bedsheets tied together and thrown out the window.
"...She tricked me!" He dropped the object on the ground and ran out the door, zooming past Timmy.
"Hey dude, what's the rush?" He asked. Ryan ran back to him and jogged in place.
"That pixie girl locked herself inside my room, but she pinged away, and I don't know where she is!" Timmy shrugged.
"Maybe she went back home?"
"...Course not...she said it herself...'I don't want to go home.' That idiot! GAH! Where is she?" He looked around, his eye twitching.
"...Chill, Ryan. It'll be okay...just calm down." Timmy said to the twitching fairy boy.
"How can I keep calm Timmy?" Ryan panicked.
"That girl is just so rambuncious! She's like a 2 year old that you have to keep an eye on constantly. If anything happened to her I'll never forgive myself!"
"Oh...why?" Timmy asked. Ryan blinked a couple of times.
"...I don't know why I said that." Timmy shrugged.
"Why not look for her?" He suggested.
"She could be anywhere!" Ryan protested. The pink-hatted boy grinned.
"Be a man."
"Says you, Timmy." He muttered as he headed out the door.
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"Interesting." Angela said boredly as Tommy John continued talking about himself. She stirred her coffee and wondered if he was ever gonna shut up.
"But enough about me...what do you think about me?" He grinned. She rolled her eyes.
"...I think you're the most interesting person in the whole world, Tommy John. ...I never met a person who could talk about himself for three hours straight." Angela smiled sarcastically. The fairy DJ didn't realize he was being made fun of as he added a ton of sugar to his cup and stirred. She wrinkled her nose at the amount.
"Why thanks, it's a talent." He grinned. She merely stared at him before the sound of thunder reached her ears. She glanced outside and saw that a rainstorm started up.
"Another rainstorm? That's the second time in two weeks." She slightly winced at the noise outside the window before Tommy John noticed.
"Afraid of a little storm?" He asked in concern. The pixie girl shrugged.
"I was just remembering a little thing that happened to me when it was raining outside." She said. Tommy John pushd his cup aside and leaned forward.
"Ooh, sounds interesting. What happened?" She shrugged again.
"Nothing much...you know how I told you about the fairy that was staying with Cosmo and Wanda?" She asked.
"Ryan? What about him?" Angela relayed the events of a few days ago to him, making sure to leave out the slightest detail that there was anything starting between them.
"I see...you guys have some sort of grudge against each other?" Angela snorted.
"Hardly...hating each other is more like it." Tommy John sat back in his chair.
"So he tries to help you, but you refuse and end up in trouble, and he rescues you. You both start arguing...but you guys end up living together?"
"It's horrible to be living under the same roof, let alone in a room with him." She stiffly said. His eyes widened.
"Whoa, you mean to tell me...despite the fact you're a pixie...an enemy of ours...you're staying in the same castle with a couple of fairies and a pink hatted boy who numerous times thwarted HP's plans to take over Fairy World?"
"...Yes...?" She said, wondering what he was going on about.
"And you're pursuing a hidden yet forbidden romance with a fairy?" Angela finally stood up in protest.
"Romance? Who said anything about ROMANCE? You know very well that it's stated in the rules, 'Fairy and Pixie relationships aren't allowed'!" She snarled. Tommy John threw up his hands.
"Easy there..I didn't mean to offend you." He apologized. She looked at him before she calmly sat back down.
"I'm not even supposed to be here at all in the first place, let alone talking to a fairy." She muttered.
"It's okay...I know the owner...he's cool with it. It's just that I happen to know a hybrid, since you brought up the whole, 'pixie-fairy forbidden love' thingy." Tommy John assured her. She slowly looked up.
"You know my nephew?" Tommy John looked surprised.
"You're Angel's aunt? I kinda figured you were related to that carrot top since you guys have the same last name." Angela sighed.
"Then you must know that Angel is Cosmo and Wanda's grandson." Tommy John nodded.
"Small world, huh? Y'know, I always wondered what Sanderson's side of the family was like after I met Angel. That carrot top is one heck of a character to be around...not to mention a schizo too." Angela sighed again.
"Yeah...I'm kinda bit paranoid after my brother's wife was exiled from Fairy World for marrying my brother. HP was a bit steamed about the rules about those kinda things being broken, but he at least managed to get over it and accept it."
"Unlike Jorgen Von Steroids." The DJ finished.
"...Yeah...so you know Charmy?" She asked. Tommy John shrugged.
"A little...from what I've read in the tabloids and what I heard from Cosmo and Wanda. But there is good news."
"Good news?"
"Yeah. Jenna Von Strangle, Angel's girlfriend...she managed to convince her dad to lift up the exile on Angel's mom...so I guess she's allowed back in Fairy World...but not for a while. Maybe a few more years."
"That's great." Angela smiled. He playfully punched her in the shoulder.
"Keep that smile on ya. You look better like that." Tommy John drained the rest of his cup and looked at his watch.
"Ooh, I gotta go. See ya later, new best friend!" She blinked in confusion.
"...What?" But he poofed away before she could say another word.
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"...Where is she?" He muttered to himself as he walked through Fairy World dressed in a raincoat. He had looked everywhere for the pixie, and Fairy World seemed logical.
"...Oh..I can't see with all this rain." Angela complained as she left the cafe. She totally forgotten that she didn't know her way around FW, let alone at nighttime. She was soaked to the bone, and was very unhappy. The only lights that were on were the street lamps, the roads deserted, the only fairies around were getting out from the storm. Ryan looked around before he spotted a lone figure on the other side of the street, near the 'Crown and Caffeine.'
"...There she is." He sighed in relief. He was glad to have found her that he forgotten his irritation and started walking towards her. They both met under a street lamp, before he noticed that she was drenched from the rain. Ryan held the umbrella over Angela's head.
"...Hey...you're gonna get a cold standing in the rain like that." She turned and saw the fairy boy.
"Oh, i...it's you." Her teeth chattered from the cold as the rain pelted down around them.
"Yeah. I noticed you left me a little gift back in the room." He said.
"Oh t...that...one of my little tricks." She smirked. He just smiled and shook his head.
"That won't fool me next time." Angela lifted an eyebrow in question when the sound of thunder startled her. She buried her face in his raincoat and shivered. Despite his better judgement...he pulled her close to him so that their bodies touched. She didn't feel cold anymore as he warmed her up in his arms.
"Let's go home and get you changed out of those wet clothes. Hot cocoa fine with you?" Ryan asked as he looked at her. She pushed her wet hair out of her face and nodded.
"Sounds great. Lead the way." On their way to the rainbow bridge, they laughed and splashed around in the puddles. It felt like they were the only two people in the entire world...and they were fine and dandy with that.