Me: ...Can't think of anything to write up here. I only own Sera, Ivy, Sam, Sera's personalities, and the girl in Sam's dream.
Ludwig stared in wonder while Sera sighed with annoyance. "She had to make herself fall asleep, didn't she?" After a quick check of temperature from the trenchcoat-wearing teen, she commented, "A fever of about 101...that's never good." With yet another sigh, Sera picked up her friend with a little bit of wind manipulation and started walking down the hallway half-dragging, half-carrying Sam. Ludwig and Ivy walked at about the same pace. "I can never tell if she makes things up as she goes, or plans them out in advance."
"I think it's a little of both." Ivy piped up.
"Well of course you'd think that." Sera replied. Ludwig just looked on. "Anyway, we really need someplace to sleep that's not a clinic."
"How about I ask King Dad for you? I'm sure that he'll spare you some guest rooms. It's not like very many people use them, anyhow." The blue-haired Prince suggested. "I'm also sure that he could also help find your things for you if you asked." Having no other ideas, both Sera and Ivy shrugged and agreed with him.
.: Sam's P.O.V. :.
My eyes opened to a dark void. It was the one that always appeared whenever I had a sleeping spell cast upon me. As usual, I couldn't tell if this was truly a dream or just an effect of the spell. This time, however, something was different. In the distance, there was a light. I swam towards it only to find that the source was a human girl. She looked about my age, with pale skin, and violet eyes peering through rectangular glasses. Her dark brown hair was in a braid that went down to her shoulder blades, and a light brown feather was behind one ear. The girl wore a long, purple robe with white and blue stars all over it. What I could see of her hands held a jeweled ring on every delicate finger and held a large, purple, leather-bound book.
"What are you doing in this realm?" She asked with wide eyes.
"I cast a sleeping spell on myself. What's in the book? Is it important?" My curious side had taken over a little bit. The girl glanced at the book in her hands as if she didn't know it was there in the first place. She opened it and skimmed through the pages she had opened to before shutting it again.
"Your name is not in it, Samantha. You don't belong on the world your body lies currently."
"How do you know my name?" I asked in alarm. She replied calmly, "I know many things that most people spend a lifetime looking for, names being one of them. The form that you see here is one of many that I possess. I change for every one of the species of this colorful world. You could call me one the world's watchers I suppose.
"I think I'll call you Violet. It seems to fit with your theme." The newly-named Violet chuckled.
"I cannot interfere directly, but I must warn you," Her purple eyes flashed with fear. "Depending on whom you ally with, something terrible may occur. You shall know by instinct who to choose as your friends, but be aware of false goodness." With that, Violet glanced around as if someone could be listening in on the conversation. "You must go now, Samantha. Your skills may be needed soon if you choose unwisely." She raised a hand to my forehead. "Sweet dreams, young mage." I saw no more of that void.
.: Violet's P.O.V. :.
I sighed when Samantha's presence could no longer be felt. With her influence gone, I returned to my original form, which I cannot properly describe in this language. Another presence materialized next to me. "I'm pretty sure that warning someone of an impending danger counts as interfering, Violet."
"Violet is the name that she chose for me, not my own, Geno." I replied in annoyance. The star spirit chuckled.
"But it is fitting, like the girl said." I sighed.
"Besides, she needed to know. Even if she hadn't cast a sleep spell on herself, she would have come here in another way. It's destiny."
"You saw it happening?" If Geno were in the doll body that he had possessed in recent times, he would have raised a carved eyebrow.
"Not exactly, but at least she'll watch her back from now on." We were silent for a while, when Geno spoke up again, "Let's hope that Sam will take this seriously."
"She always does in these kind of situations. A talent of hers is hiding her real thoughts when she wants to."
.: Normal P.O.V. :.
Sam opened her eyes slowly, feeling even more tired than she had been before. That could only mean two things; One, that her magic power hadn't filled up while she was sleeping, and two, that she still had a fever. The curly-haired girl groaned loudly.
"Well, look who decided to return to the land of the living." An annoyingly familiar voice said jokingly. Sam glanced to her right to find Sera's face there.
"You could've punched me on the arm and I would have woken up, the spell wasn't that big." Sam mumbled. The blankets on top of her felt very warm, and the pillow was as soft a cloud might feel like. Sam had already figured out that she wasn't in the infirmary any more, but she acted ignorant. "Where are we?"
"A guest room, courtesy of Ludwig Von Koopa. Well, his dad anyway." Sera placed a cool hand on her friend's forehead. "Your fever's gone down two degrees."
"From?"
"101 to ninety-nine. The doctor said that you need to stay in bed for another day, since you already wasted one by sleeping." The lighter brunette held a device in front of Sam's face.
"My Ipod!" Suddenly, the curly-haired girl wasn't so tired anymore and sat up. She grabbed the electronic device with both hands.
"I thought you'd like that." Sera smirked. Not paying attention to what her friend had said, Sam plugged both ear-phones into her ears and started to listen to her favorite music. "Huh. A chance to hear music and she ignores everything I say." Sera stood up from the chair she had been sitting in and left the room. Only an hour or two and she'll be bored again. She thought while shaking her head at the recently-closed door.
Sera: You only hinted at a plot.
Me: So? R and R!