Thumbelina and Ivalyn

by Spyrite Vesta

Thumbelina went on an impossible journey, doing many impossible things along the way. But what if there was another like her? Enter Ivalyn, the younger sister of Thumbelina, born from a second bud from the same plant. Now add a pair of twin princes, and you've got an amazing new story. Thumbelina/Cornelius Ivalyn/Chrysanthos

2. Singing Animals and Falling Heights

Chapter 1

We see the woman drawing water from a well, as the farm animals stand around her, bobbing their heads to a tune. The woman pours water into a trough, as Thumbelina sits on the side of it, Ivalyn nowhere to be found.

"Who is a girl no bigger than a bumblebee?" A goose sings, before the goat interrupts.

"Who is the angel with a funny name?" Thumbelina stands up, but the goat's breath knocks her into the water of the trough.

"We don't know where she's from or how she came to be," the cow says, as he uses his nose ring to help Thumbelina out of the water.

"But happy was the day she came!" The three sing together in chorus.

"Thumbelina!" The hens all sing.

"She's a funny little squirt!"

"Thumbelina!"

"Tiny angel in a skirt."

"Thumbelina!"

"First she's mending, then baking, pretending, she's making things up."

"Thumbelina!" As her mother sweeps, Thumbelina mimicks her with a feather.

"Who would believe the wonder of the world I see?

Each little minute brings a new surprise.

There's only one peculiar thing that bothers me.

Seems I'm the only one my size!" She falls down through a hole in the wood of the porch, landing in a chicken's nest, where three eggs hatch. All three newborn chicks being larger than Thumbelina is.

"Thumbelina!"

"Think of all you'll save on meals."

"Thumbelina!"

"Maybe if you had high heels!" A hen pushes a chick out of the way, so that the chick can't access any corn. Using her size, Thumbelina squeezes bewteen the chickens and brings some corn back to the chick.

"Thumbelina!"

"If you stay here forever, we know that, we'll never be glum."

"By gum."

"Thumbelina!"

"She's always in the thick."

"Thumbelina!"

"But I get out in the nick!"

The animals and Thumbelina's mother stand by a plum tree, all helping to pick fruit, while Thumbelina stands in the plum basket.

"Thumbelina!"

"Fortune sometimes, has tricked us, but this time, it's picked us."

"Oh, a plum's so big (A plum), and a figs so big, and they call it a twig, but a twigs so big!"

"It's a great, big world!"

"Thumbelina! Thumbelina! Thumbelina!"

"That's me!" Thumbelina cries happily, as she hugged her mother's thumb.

Meanwhile, in a corner of the house just above the river, Ivalyn was climbing up the ivy growing on the side of the house.

"Just a bit higher," she grunted as she clambered up onto another leaf. Turning around, Ivalyn peered down at the river below. "Hmm. I guess this is high enough." And with that, she threw herself off of the leaf into the air.

Ivalyn closed her eyes as she fell, imagining that she was flying through the sky. Then, she opened her eyes and straightened her hands into a dive. She cut through the water like a hot knife through butter, and then swam over to the shore. She clambered out of the water, soaked, before beginning her walk up through the grass towards the house.

"Oh, if only I had real wings! That would be just amazing!" Ivalyn sighed, remembering the rush of pure joy she had gotten only moments ago while falling. "If only..."