Context: (I have no idea) Just some scenes with Briar and Faybelle under a tree. And also their graduation party for their ending semester.
Others: Pure fluff with angst, obviously. This one is definetly longer than my normal chapters.
I do not own Ever After High
Briar Beauty was sitting under a maple tree a book in hand. She heard wings flutter and a smile crept to her lips. "Faybelle Thorn." She said and the dark fairy's daughter sat next to her. "Hi Rose." Faybelle said in a mock tone. "Don't call me that." Briar said and slapped the faery with her arm. "Hi, Briar." Faybelle said dragging her name. "What are you doing here?" Briar sighed, but smiled at the other girl's antics. "Well, you should ask yourself that." Faybelle shrugged. Briar sighed and put her book down. It holded stories of her family. "I came to think." She said quietly. Faybelle nodded. "So, are you going to back off?" She said and turned her head towards the tan girl. "I'm sorry. I don't want to lose everyone I care about." Briar said. About a month before the semester was over. "I know. Well, you're the only one I care about. I wouldn't lose anything." Faybelle sighed. They were quiet after that. "After you would eventually wake up. You would live and then die. And then I wouldn't have anything." Faybelle continued. It wasn't like her to open up so much. But it was Briar, who she talking to. It was different. "I would still die. Even if you didn't curse me." Briar pointed out. "Yeah, but I would have more time." Faybelle said. She knew that Briar was looking at her, confused. "More time to be with you." She finally said very quietly. She heard the hurt in her voice. Briar leaned back. Faybelle curled up in a ball. They stayed like that.
Time passed and finally Briar leaned forward again. "I can do it. For you." She said. Faybelle's heart stopped for a second. "What?" She asked. "If you want your destiny to be fulfilled, then fine. I'll do it." Briar repeated. "But only, because you couldn't live without me." She continued with a sarcastis tone. "Yeah." Faybelle sighed. "After graduation then." She said and started to stand up. Briar took her hand and held it there. Faybelle turned back. "But you better be there when I wake up. If you aren't, I will come and kill you myself." Briar said sternly. "Obviously." Faybelle nodded and pulled the girl up too. "Don't forget your book. You'll going to need it." Faybelle said and left, leaving Briar alone.
It had been a week when Briar and Faybelle had talked. And then it happened again. Briar was looking absently through the book. It was the same page under the same tree. "Hi Faybelle." Briar said and looked through the picture. Her mother was last, before herself of course. "Hi Briar." Faybelle said. Briar knew something was wrong. First, there wasn't any nickname and secondly there wasn't any mockery. "What is it?" She asked softly and turned towards the fairy. "I don't need to do it. Since the Storybook of Legends is inside of us or something, I don't need to do it. I just want to do it." Faybelle said. Briar hummed. "Was that the only reason?" She asked. Faybelle sighed and pulled her knees to her chest. She looked away. "I'm going to still say yes. But could you make the curse shorter? Like hundred months?" Briar said and closed the book. "Yeah, that's still 8 years." Faybelle mused. "I know. And 8 years isn't bad, right? You could do it again someday." Briar said. Faybelle's eyes stung. "Faybelle, what is it? Please don't cry. Just tell me." Briar said and made Faybelle to look at her. Faybelle took a deep breath. "When the curse is broken, I don't belong in your world. I belong only in my world. We lose everything. And I lose you." Faybelld said. Briar still had her face by the chin. "8 years. You would have 8 years. Isn't that enough?" Briar tried to smile. "Just forget it. I just won't do it." Faybelle sighed. Briar's hand was warm on her chin. Briar smiled. "Would you do it if you could save me?" She suddenly asked. Faybelle pulled back and Briar let her. "You can't curse and save someone at the same time." Faybelle sighed she stood up and turned back to look at Briar. "I'll stay here for awhile." Briar said. Faybelle nodded and flew away. Briar cried the second Faybelle was gone.
Again it had been a week. Briar was under the same tree. She was on the same page. "Oh look who's here. Little Rosey." Faybelle mocked and flew down. "Oh please." Briar said back. Faybelle snacthed her book and flew just above the ground. "Please, Faybelle, give it back. You know how precious it is." Briar pleaded. Faybelle shrugged and flew closer to the highest tree banches. She put the book there and grinned. "Faybelle." Briar said sternly. "What? I'll give it back. Just not now." The fairy smirked and flew back down. Briar sighed and sat back down. Faybelle sat closer than before. "I'm not mad at you. I'll take "living in peace" any day. If it means I'll get to be with you." Faybelle said sarcasticly, but her voice softened when she said the last part. Briar hummed in apprecition. "Can I touch your wings?" She suddenly asked. "Why?" Faybelle said and looked very suspicious. And pretty. "Because I want to. Can I?" She smiled. "Fine. But please, they aren't made from the strongest material." Faybelle sighed and moved so that her back was in front of Briar. Briar was mesmorized just by how much Faybelle trusted her. She looked at the wings and gently put her hand on them. She felt Faybelle tense, but the dark fairy didn't stop her. Briar continued.
She traced her fingers on the pattern that Faybelle had on her wings. "You have beautiful wings, Faybelle." Briar said. Faybelle would never admit it, but she blushed. "Thanks. I already knew that." She scoffed. "I know. You're really beautiful too." Briar whispered softly. "Well, I have to." Faybelle stammered. "I know." Briar said while starting to draw circles on the clear wings. "Do you like, feel what I do to your wings?" She asked. "Yes." Faybelle said almost too quickly. "Do you like it?" Briar asked cautiously, but she smiled. Faybelle muttered something that Briar didn't catch. It sounded like agreement. They stayed silent while Briar studied the fairy's wings and their sensitivity. She found that the tips of the wings were one spot that were really sensitive. Faybelle would become totally a new fairy when Briar would touch them even lightly. She would humm and relax completly. "How many have had this honor?" Briar asked the fairy while smiling. "Only you." Faybelle said immediatly. She had closed her eyes, but opened them now. "Really?" Briar asked. She was sure Faybelle had had someone who would do this to her. "Yeah, you're kinda the only person, who is this close to me." Faybelle confessed. "Not even Dutchess?" Briar asked, but smiled proudly either way. "Nope. Just you." Faybelle repeated. Briar hummed. "I feel honored." She said with the slightest bit if mockery. "Well, obviously!" Faybelle said and Briar knew she was rolling her eyes sarcasticly. "But I am too. Who knew Briar Beauty would like my wings. Like come on, we're supposed to be enemies!" Faybelle said loudly. Luckily they were quite far from the campus. "I'm glad you feel that way." Briar said softly. Faybelle just shrugged.
Briar continued her exploring, until Faybelle suddenly stood up. "Sorry, princess, but I gotta go! Look at the time!" Faybelle said and Briar saw that the time was already half past six. "We were here about 5 hours." Briar says and stands up. "Don't you want your book?" Faybelle asked. "No need." Briar says and starts walking towards the school. Faybelle flew past her. Her wings were really beautiful.
One week later Briar found herself under the same tree. She just sat there and picked up pieces of grass with her fingers. She had climed the tree to get her book already. She felt happy. And then she heard the wings flutter. She smiled. "Hi Faybelle." She said and the fairy huffed. "How did you know it was me?" Faybelle pouted. "Because I know you." Briar smiled brightly. "What happened? You're practicly glowing." Faybelle mocked. "Can I touch your wings again?" Briar asked. Faybelle nodded and they got into the same position. "So, why are you like that?" Faybelle asked. "Because I get to spend time with you." Briar confessed. "Really? Why would you like spending time with me?" Faybelle asked confusion in her voice. "I don't know. I just do." Briar said. They fell into silence.
"Does it scare you?" Briar asked while she dragged her hands across the wings. "What?" Faybelle asked. "That I like spending time with you. That I'm the one who you would miss." Briar explained. "I wouldn't miss you." Faybelle whispered. "Oh." Briar said. "I would miss this." Faybelle said. "Me touching your wings?" Briar asked. "Yes. You're..., good at this." Faybelle said and Briar's face flushed. "Well, I'm glad. At least you would miss some part of me." Briar sighed. Faybelle tried to gather herself. "Ok, I would miss your voice." She said. "And why?" Briar asked. "Because it's soft." Faybelle said. Briar was taken back, but continued working on the wings. "And I would miss your smile. Because it's welcoming." Faybelle confessed. Briar smiled at the compliment. "And your personality too. You're like really kind, but so lively at the same time." Faybelle said. Briar hummed. "Ok, I would definetly miss you." Faybelle said. "I knew it." Briar smirked and put her fingers on the tips of the wings. Faybelle hummed in delight. Briar continued her work like that.
Briar followed the pattern up and down Faybelle's wings. "Two weeks and we graduate." Briar said quietly. "Yes." Faybelle nodded. "Where are you going to go?" Briar asked. "Back to Mother. And then just live there, I guess." Faybelle shrugged. "And you?" She continued. "I don't know. Maybe do the same." Briar said. "Don't you want to go on an adventure?" Faybelle asked and tilted her head a little. "Well, probably. I just don't want to do it alone." Briar told the fairy. "Just ask your prince to come with you." Faybelle said. "I don't have a prince. Unless I sleep the 100 years I won't have anyone." Briar shrugged. "Oh, right. Ask Apple? Or Raven? Or Blondie?" Faybelle offered. Briar didn't say anything. She sighed and went to work with the tips if the wings. "I don't know. Maybe I'll ask you." She said quietly. Faybelle was quiet. "I know that you don't want to, but I just thought." Briar said shyly. "I'd like that." Faybelle said slowly. Briar smiled at that and scratched the wings' tips. Faybelle shuddered and Briar knew she had hit a sweet spot. She looked at the fairy before her. The girl was shuddering and stiff. So she stopped the scratching and just started to work her fingers in patterns.
They were quiet for about five minutes. "Could you scratch the tips?" Faybelle asked softly. Briar was taken back, but just shrugged. She scratched the tips and she almost thought that Faybelle would pass out. "You ok?" Briar asked softly. Faybelle nodded stiffly. "Good." Briar said and they fell into silence.
Briar was about to stop. "Please don't." Faybelle whispered softly. Briar was confused by the tone of the fairy's voice. "But my hands hurt, because I've scratched your wings for 3 hours." Briar whined with mock. Faybelle was still for a couple of seconds. "Fine." The fairy said and stood up. She helped Briar to her feet. Briar yawned. "You also can't just assume I have the willpower to go on. I'm still her daughter." Briar smirked. "I know that." Faybelle said quickly. Before she could fly away Briar stopped her. "You liked it, didn't you?" She smirked. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't." Faybelle said. "Oh you definetly did." Briar said and pulled the shorter girl down to the ground. She reached towards the wings and touched the tips. She saw and felt Faybelle almost collapse to the ground. "Not fairest." The fairy hissed and Briar laughed. "See you next week." Faybelle smiled. Briar waved after her while smiling still very brightly.
The following week hurled past like there was a spell on the time. Briar didn't mind. She was reading the book under the same tree. Briar didn't hear Faybelle. So to be honest she almost hit the fairy. Faybelle had come from the opposite side and snuck behind the tanned girl. Briar was also very invested in her book. She yelped and shot up. She also fell back down. Gladly she saw Faybelle's wicked grin. "Ha, got you." She said lazily and sarcasticly. "Very funny Faybelle." Briar said and walked back to her position under the tree. "Why didn't you hear me?" Faybelle asked. Briar sighed and took the book back to her lap. She opened the book and Faybelle clearly understood. Her Mother was standing there, while Aurora was sleeping in her bed. "Mother liked her." Faybelle whispered and sat next to Briar. Obviously Briar knew this. That's why she never told about her own feelings towards the fairy next to her. "Family tradition, I guess?" Briar joked. Faybelle chukled. She didn't say anything about the way her mother had liked the Sleeping beauty. It wasn't like she felt the same way, right? Definetly not. "She's pretty, but something about her is just wrong." Briar said. "Grief, mix that with the proudness of your own work and that's what you get." Faybelle said easily. Somedays her Mother told her everything. And those days were sparse. That's why Faybelle remembered them. "Is that what you would feel?" Briar whispered. Faybelle was quiet. "Yes." She nodded slowly. "You don't look like her. You're better." Briar said. "Well, thanks. Just never say that to her face." Faybelle laughed. Briar leaned her head so, that it was on Faybelle's shoulder. Faybelle flinched. She wanted to move, but just couldn't. So they stayed like that.
Briar finally moved and went to sit behind Faybelle. Her wings flapped once from, what Faybelle could think, hexcitment. "You're so eager." Briar said. Briar was going to say something, but closed her mouth just in time. "You're good at it." Faybelle sighed. Briar stayed quiet and started to draw patterns.
"They're really beautiful." Briar sighed. "So you've said." Faybelle told her. "I just wanted to say it again. I mean it." Briar smiled. She closed her eyes for two seconds just focusing on her breathing and the way Faybelle's wings fluttered once in a while. "I know. You're beautiful too." Faybelle said sincerely. Briar was quiet after that. "Are you just saying that?" She asked. "No. I mean, kinda. It's even in your name, for crying out wolf! But no. I really mean it." Faybelle said. "That's nice of you." Briar said. "I know. Aren't I the perfect villan?" Faybelle choked out a laugh. "I didn't mean it like that. And yes you are. Better than Raven at least. You're probably the most devoted villans out here." Briar said and scratched the wings' tips again. It earned her a satisfied humm. "I mean, you are her daughter. But, sorry to say this, you're kinda gotten softer." Briar said cautiously. Faybelle stiffened and spun around. "I'm not soft!" She said. "I know that." Briar said. "Then why did you say it?" Faybelle asked a hint of anger in her voice. "Towards me at least." Briar said. She knew that the longer this was going to go on the angrier Faybelle would become. "I'm not going soft on anybody." Faybelle growled. Briar sighed. She had to say it. She just had to. But she couldn't. "I understand that. I just said it." Briar said. The anger coming from the fairy was affecting her in a way she really doesn't like. She started to fear the fairy. "Why would you say it?" Faybelle demaded to know and came closer the anger illuminating her face. "Faybelle don't." Briar said as sternly as she could. Obviously the fairy didn't stop her actions. She came closer. Briar's breathing hitched, but the fairy seemed out if it. Briar had to tell the girl. And that she did. "Faybelle, I love you." Briar said. Faybelle snapped out of her "phase". "You what now?" Faybelle asked. "I know you heard me. And I know it's stupid and all, but at least I've said it." Briar said and the whole time she looked Faybelle straight in the eyes. Her expression was confused and somehow hurt. "And I would have said it somewhere else, and some other time, but you..., you scared me. And I don't like to fear you." Briar said. Her breathing had calmed down, but her heart was pumping who knows how fast. "Why would you love me?" Faybelle said slowly. "Because, I just do. I love the way you're snarky and I love how you're always so put together. And don't get me started on what I think about your appearance." Briar said. She tried to get it all out. Maybe it would be easier to take the rejection that way. But it never came. Instead came Faybelle's lips on her own and the warmth of their bodies pressed together. "I love you too. But now's not the time. I'll see you at school." Faybelle said softly when they parted. Briar watched how the fairy flied out of her sight. She backed away and leaned on the tree. She smiled. Faybelle tasted sweet and just like hocus latte.
The week went by. Briar hadn't seen Faybelle whole week and it was killing her. She wasn't at their usual spot. She was further away. She didn't have her book and now she just waited. And soon enough Briar heard Faybelle's wings fluttering. "Hi Briar." The fairy said while sitting next to the brunette. "Why haven't I seen you? You can't just tell someone you love them back and then never seeing the other!" Briar was seemingly upset. "I was studying, believe it or not." Faybelle said. "We had a big test. I'm sorry I didn't contact you." Faybelle apologized. Briar was still upset, but nodded. Faybelle took Briar's hands gently. "I'm sorry, ok? I said it wasn't a good time then." She said softly. Briar looked at the fairy with hurt. Briar saw that Faybelle's eyes were hurt too. And very apologetic. "Come on. You're supposed to be the better one! You're the princess." Faybelle with that trademark snark of hers. "Really, and what are you then?" Briar asked and fixiated her gaze into Faybelle's eyes. "The best villan in the world. Who's in love with her princess." Faybelle said smoothly and a bit sarcasticly. "Love you too." Briar said and kissed Faybelle. They broke apart while smiling.
"Remember when Crystal was here?" Briar asked. "Yep. Don't remind me." Faybelle said. They were still sitting under the tree. "Do you remeber when we gathered the roses to help her dad?" Briar asked. "If you're going to ask something about the spinning wheel or the room go ahead." Faybelle said and crossed her arms. "Why did you courage me to touch it?" Briar asked. She was still hurt because of it. "I think you felt it too. The magical pull, but not just to the wheel?" Faybelle asked. "Yes." Briar sighed. Because of Faybelle had been there she had felt herself beign pulled even harder. It had been a beautiful seen. "But you were shocked when I actually was going to do it." She said. "Well, I could have lost you." Faybelle muttered. "I know. Do you remeber the dream too?" Briar said and smiled at the memory. "Well, yeah." Faybelle said. "We had the same dream then, right?" Briar asked curiously. "Even in a dream I couldn't do it." Faybelle said coldly. "We kissed. In the dream afterwards, didn't we?" Briar thought out loud. "Yep. And neither of us talked about it." Faybelle concluded. "Well, did you love me then?" Briar asked. "I think I've loved you since the trip to Wonderland. I missed you to the point I thought I would go mad." Faybelle confessed. "I think I've always loved you. At least since I saw you on the first day." Briar said. "Are you competing against me? On when we started to love each other?" Faybelle asked. There was a hint of something in the fairy's eyes that Briar couldn't place. "No, of course not!" She said. "Ok, good." Faybelle smiled and sat right next to Briar. She hugged the tan girl. They stayed likd that.
The clock had turned to 8. They were still under the tree. "Are you hexcited for tomorrow?" Faybelle asked. "I'll have to leave you." Briar said. "I could come to your place, right?" Faybelle asked. "Well, you know, my parents wouldn't be so happy with it." Briar said. "Let's talk about it later, ok?" She continued. "What are you going to wear?" Faybelle said after nodding. "I won't tell you." Briar teased. "What about you?" She turned the question back to the fairy. She was still wrapped around Briar. "Well, since I'm not evil." She started sarcasticly and Briar laughed. "I'll be wearing a dress, obviously. It's black with some light blue. And I have no idea what to do with my hair, but I'll figure it out in time." The fairy ended. "Well, what ever you would wear, you're beautiful." Briar said. "So are you." Faybelle said. They got up. "Could you walk with me?" Briar asked the fairy. "Yeah, sure." Faybelle shrugged. "Thanks." Briar said and pecked the girl's cheek.
It was a sunny morning and everyone was busy. Either getting ready or just talking. Briar had woke up early, something she usually didn't do. She did her morning ruotine and helped Ashlynn with her hair. Ashlynn was also the only one who knew about her and Faybelle.
Faybelle had promised to come and "pick up" Briar. And as soon as Briar opened her door she was mesmerized. "Wow." She breathed out. "Thanks. You look beautiful." Faybelle said. Briar was really glad that Ashlynn had already left. She blushed from the compliment. Faybelle kissed the corner of her mouth. She was shorter by about 5 cents (about 1.9 inches) so she had to lean in. "If only you wore heels." Briar smirked. "I can't help it, ok! Your mother's tall! And your father too." Faybelle huffed. "Hey, don't be like that. It's really cute." Briar said. "I'm not supposed to be cute." Faybelle said. "Don't worry. I won't tell anyone." Briar smiled. "Yeah yeah. Let's just go already!" Faybelle ushered. "Faybelle. Did you do something to your wings?" Briar asked while examining the fairy's wings. "I just changed them to fit this dress. I can do that, if you didn't know." Faybelle rolled her eyes at the last part. "I remember. They looked really cool." Briar said and started to walk towards the charmitorium. Faybelle followed her.
"People are going to question this, you know." Faybelle said. They had about 5 minutes. "I know. Does it bother you? We can always sit apart." Briar offered. "Yeah no. And you better sit right next to me or I will curse you right here." Faybelle threatend. "Yeah yeah. Let's just go before we're late." Brair smiled and they went inside. There was only some whispering, but not much. Maybe it didn't even matter.
They sat next to Ashlynn, Blondie, Apple and Raven. Faybelle was in the further seat on the left. Brair sat next to her. She heard some whispering again. She looked around and saw two students looking at them with a mixture of emotions. They laughed, but then they looked like they were going to murder someone. Faybelle wasn't angry. Not one bit. That's why she definetly didn't use a spell that would spill any drinks or food on them. It worked right away and Faybelle smirked wickedly. "Faybelle?" Briar asked. She'd noticed the fairy's expression. "What? I swear I didn't do anything. Nothing at all." She whispered and smirked. "Why and who?" Briar asked. "I just teached them a lesson. It's nothing big and it'll wear out in an hour." Faybelle shrugged. "This isn't over yet." Briar said sternly, but smiled. She turned to listen to Headmaster Grimm speak.
Faybelle got bored, really easily. She was bored when the presentation was only been going on for 15 minutes. She knew the 45 minutes would be just oh so painful. She tried to find something that she would use not to die from boredom. She had left her mirrorphone in her dorm room. There was nothing interesting happening. And then she found herself looking at Briar. She studied everything she could find that was interesting. Briar had a concerned and focused look on her face. Her eyes were sparkling, because of the lighting. Her lips were parted just the slightest. Then she looked at the girl's neck. Faybelle really wanted to kiss her. But she didn't. So she went to the even better plan. She checked carefully and timidly the people behind them. Only two students. That was just wonderiffic. Faybelle leaned just a little bit towards Briar and snaked her hands towards the girl's sides. She dragged her nails up and down. Briar opened her mouth a bit more, but she didn't say anything. Faybelle saw Briar's annoyed face. So she continued. She smirked and started dragging her nails closer and closer towards Briar's chest. She then felt her hand beign grabbed. Briar looked at her. "Don't. Or I'll make you leave." She snarled. Faybelle nodded. She liked that tone more than she would like to admit. And now she was turned on. Well that was just great!
Everything was done and now they had the summer to themselves. Everyone was saying their goodbye-s and everyone was just so emotional. Faybelle wasn't sad. She had made up her mind and she was going to Briar's castle. She was beaming. And then she just stood while Briar said her goodbye-s and then they left together.
They were standing close to the Beauty-castle. There were guards waiting. "They won't let me in." Faybelle noted. "Of course they will. I'm their princess, and I'll just demand them." Briar rolled her eyes. The guards weren't happy and two followed them to the castle's doors and then inside. Briar's parents weren't happy either. They let Faybelle stay, but glared at her from a distance. "Don't worry, I'm not offended. They're supposed to hate me. Like you should too." Faybelle smiled. "Well I don't. I hope you know that by now." Briar said seriously. "Of course I do." Faybelle smiled more sincerely. She glanced at their surroundings and then kissed Briar's cheek.