Summary: Awoken in a dark forest as a ten year old, Vivian realized something was seriously wrong when her surroundings became sickeningly familiar. Why was she in a world that already had a fixed destiny? To screw it up? Well if life is a game, why not just play?
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"When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies. And now when every new baby is born its first laugh becomes a fairy. So there ought to be one fairy for every boy or girl."
- James Matthew Barrier, Peter Pan Act 1
The forest has always been a sacred haven for the Kokiri children. It was an interesting, beautiful and safe environment built just for the forest folk. Many outsiders wondered what the Kokiri Village must have looked like but no matter how breath-taking the illusions of their imaginations were, every Gerudo, Goron, Hylian and Zora knew that the Kokiri Forest was inaccessible. Perhaps it was part of the magical barrier the Great Deku Tree placed over the woods to protect the children, or a malicious curse to spite intruders by the Forest Spirits, but should any of the races from the outside world enter the Lost Woods, after a period of time they would begin to transform in to hideous things.
It was not an immediate change, but the Lost Woods were part of the reason why no conflict ever reached the forest. No one wanted to become a monster; so why would they enter a place where they could risk losing their own identity? The only way to get to the Kokiri Village was to get lost. This was also why no one could prove the existence of the fairy children.
But that still did not stop people from entering the woods. Hyrule, as refined and proud a country, as it was, was far from perfect. There were disputes, raids, pointless murders and people needed shelter to get away from the flames. Sometimes, it was soldiers who entered the woods to prepare an ambush. Other times there would be regular Hylian's, Zora's or Goron's fleeing their homes to avoid being caught in the conflict. There had even been Gerudo wanting to find some sort of treasure rumored to be hidden deep within the trees. Though, far less often, there would be Hylian children-of-war who found themselves lost in the woods. They were all spirited away.
Even so, Hylian children were given quarter by the spirits as they were young and full of vitality and curiosity.
Pitying the naive, the Forest Spirits turned a blind eye to the hearts of children for three days. If they could work their way out of the Lost Woods or find the Kokiri Village and gain the protection of the Great Deku Tree, they would not transform into monsters. Should they fail, they would be stripped of everything inside their memories; their family, their friends, their names and even their faces. Skull Kids were very common in the Lost Woods. They pulled pranks on one another, played games together and danced away to the songs on their flutes. Unable to die, these mischievous creatures sometimes resorted to vandalism, theft or bullying others just to entertain themselves until the next century came to pass.
It was a sad, dreadful fate.
Even at a better advantage than adults, every child who entered the woods perished; whether it be in the form of a bloodthirsty Wolfos, hungry Moblin or due to the transformation. The parents of these children, if they had not been turned into monsters themselves, were too fearful to enter the woods again so they could not pursue their offspring. They lived the remainder of their lives regretting each minute they could not cherish with their son or daughter. Some parents deliberately forced their children into the Woods in hopes they would find the mythical Kokiri Village and Great Deku Tree, and live peacefully without worries or woes. They never did; but the parents would never know that themselves, would they?
There had only been one woman who dared brave the woods herself to bring her child to the Great Deku Tree. Hyrule was cast in the shadows of a long, perilous civil war. A mortally wounded mother who loved her son too much to pass on knowing he would suffer, brought him to the meadow of the Great Deku Tree and pleaded that he raise him out of harms way.
The Great Deku Tree, touched to the bottom of his wooden heart by the Hylian mother's love and determination, accepted her request and commanded that the Kokiri raise the boy until he was of age to make his own decisions. He was destined to leave the Forest one day, The Great Deku Tree knew this the moment that brave lady stepped foot into his meadow. The lady did die, but her soul would forever be latched on to the fate of her beloved son. Link, the name the woman had chosen for her boy, was supposed to be the only Hylian child to see the Kokiri.
Until Saria brought home that one.
There was nothing wrong with her as far as the Great Deku Tree could tell from Saria's speculation. Polite and good-hearted, he was sure that she would be a lovely addition to the village. He was just bewildered that a regular Hylian child with no defense and no parents had been found. It was a stroke of pure luck. He dared not refuse this child, one so carefully guided to him on the wings of fate brought by one of his own beloved children. Saria had always been his wisest child, and he thanked her for finding the girl before the Spirits played their devious trick on her.
"But Great Deku Tree..." Saria spoke up to him softly. "I am truly worried."
"What hast troubled your mind dear one? Please confide in me."
Saria looked into the hidden eyes of her father, her expression solemn and her blue orbs filled with concern. Her fairy was perched on her shoulder and silent. "The girl I found, Vivian, I cannot understand why but..." she trailed off, lost in thought to something that irked her very soul. The Great Deku Tree gently urged her to continue.
"I was drawn to her by the Spirits. They were calling out to one another, whispering quietly that an intruder had entered the Woods. They did not tell me where but I began looking around and then I found her in the Sacred Forest Meadow." The Great Deku Tree nodded very slowly. Like he could, the Kokiri could hear the voices of the Forest Spirits. They were one with nature, born from seeds and then grown into loving, playful children who would guard the Woodland from danger. Saria could hear those voices more clearly than the others. The spirits were fond of Saria and let her listen in on their counsels. It enabled her to walk through the woods without being transformed as well. She was special.
"My dear one, thou need not be frightened." His bark tugged upwards into what could have been a smile "The Forest Spirits frequently gossip when a being enters the woods. As diabolical as it is, it is in their nature to despise those who wander in their domain without their consent." He reassured her. Much to his own surprise, Saria shook her head, her knees pulled to her chest.
"Great Deku Tree, it wasn't like that." she blurted out "I know that they act like that whenever anyone comes in, they did nearly eleven years ago! But—"
"But what, child? Did they say anything else?" He questioned her, noticing how suddenly spooked the poor Kokiri girl was. Saria bit her lip and nodded her head sharply.
"Yes. They called her a disgusting parasite."
"A...parasite?"
"I don't understand but their whispers kept getting louder, more angry—Oh Great Deku Tree! They were furious!" She confessed her worries to him—that Vivian's presence had irked the spirits into a rage and she did not know how to calm them down. The Great Deku Tree was well aware of the Forest Spirits dark, twisted minds but surely the child had not done anything to be called such a terrible name. Unless they were referring to her undoubtedly reasonable request to live in the Village with the other Kokiri, to which all he had to say was that they lacked manners. Never the less, he wanted to know why the Spirits had decided to become so spiteful to a seemingly harmless girl.
"Saria." His deep voice called out to her, his smile fading to a disapproving frown. "Can'st thou hear their whispers now?"
"Yes." she breathed.
"What do they speak of?" Saria closed her eyes for a moment, her eyebrows furrowing in concentration as she listened to the voices.
"Why are you here? Why won't you leave? Who are you? What are you...? Leave! You are not welcome here!"
They spoke quickly in hushed whispers, each voice sounding like a choir of twenty. It was hard to make out what they were saying sometimes because she knew that they occasionally did not want to be heard. Saria opened her eyes again, this time more confused than scared. The Great Deku Tree gazed down at her silently. This behavior from the Spirits puzzled him. He heard the spirits of the Grove better than the ones in the Woods due to them telling him to mind his own business. They would be least offended if the girl below heard them in his stead. Saria began to speak again.
"They're not screaming anymore but they're still so angry. They just keep asking questions over and over again. They are in hysterics Great Deku Tree. But...surely Vivian cannot be the only cause of this! They're muttering other things too! I don't think they have anything to do with Vivian, Sir." she quickly added. The Great Deku Tree noticed this, and he sighed quietly.
"No need to hide your intentions child. You have been defending the girl all day. Do not fear, I shall not reject her plea for sanctuary here." Saria let out a breath of relief, her face no longer tense but more at ease instead.
"That is good to hear sir. Thank you so much!" Her beaming face put a loving smile on his own.
He chuckled fondly, "So what did they say my dear one?"
"Weird things. Something about webs now, but I want to listen to them more. May I?"
With his approval, Saria crossed her legs, then straightened them, riding herself of the tickling feeling of pins poking her legs and feet. She listened in again, trying to keep up with the heated debates of the Forest Spirits.
"Great Deku Tree, I think the spirits might be talking about something else now. It doesn't make sense"
"How so?"
"I just tried asking them what got them so upset but they keep wailing that something dark is crawling to the village. They are still shouting that an intruder is going to come and hurt you but...Vivian is already here, isn't she? And she didn't crawl! We healed her blisters in the fairy fountain! You said that you weren't going to kick her out so the Spirits should have accepted her, even if she cheated them out of something!" Pouting, Saria crossed her arms angrily. "Probably fun, knowing those mean things. Vivian wouldn't hurt you Great Deku Tree. She's a bit odd but she's also a really good girl."
The Great Deku Tree had gone quiet now, droning out of his conversation with Saria to begin listening to the voices of his own part of the Forest. Yes. They were uneasy too. Something bad was going to happen, if it had not happened already. He felt it in his very core, something was brewing, something nasty; He felt it ever since he had that despicable nightmare about the evil man hailing from the desert. This couldn't possibly be his work could it? No. No mortal man could yield such power, not unless—?
"Oh! Great Deku Tree! The Spirits are becoming clearer now!" Saria suddenly shouted, catching his attention instantly. "Then you best listen to them my dear." he urged her to continue. Saria frowned a little, as if blurring out the other noises of the forest and concentrating on a quiet voice. After a few minutes she blinked, arched her eyebrows and pursed her lips.
"What have they told you?" The Great Deku Tree felt as though he were repeating himself. He looked at Saria anxiously. The Green haired girl went quiet for a moment before glaring disapprovingly at the ground.
"They are singing now."
Relief seeped over the Great Deku Tree. Trust the Forest Spirits to panic about something one moment and then merrily continue on with their way on the next. Perhaps his worries had been in vain. "Indulge me with their riddles, if you will Saria."
"Heed thy word, if the warning's not met,
Shadow will spawn and destiny will set.
Slice each tear when eyes turn red,
Or else decay in thy floral bed.
She approaches, she'll breed, she's already inside,
Face thy perils and take thy pride,
For if you wish for the tyrannical monarchy to die,
We suggest you aim for the eye."
When Saria had finished the verse, the Spirits had switched the topic to mushrooms and hollow logs. Finding no reason to repeat their silly words, she looked at the Great Deku Tree. "Do you think it means anything? Or are they trying to scare you again Great Deku Tree?" she asked innocently, knowing that spirits had a fondness of annoying the old deity of the forest. But Saria got no reply from him.
The Great Deku Tree became completely silent.
"Hey Fado! Have you seen Saria—huh? Who's this?"
"Oh, there you are sleepy head. We were just talking about you!" Fado grinned, curling his fist lightly and bumping it against the blonde's as he came close enough for physical contact. Link grinned back toothily, casting his bright blue eyes to the stranger standing right in front of him. Fado resisted the urge to frown as Vivian's face contorted into an expression of shock. Her entire body tensed as if someone had painfully jabbed her in the ribs. Would she flinch if he touched her?
"Really?" Link, currently ignorant of her stiff posture, was looking her up and down, probably marveling how different their clothes were.
"Yeah. This is Vivian." Caught off guard, Vivian squeaked in an undignified fashion as Fado patted her shoulders with his hands and pushed her forward to face her possibly new neighbor properly. For someone who looked so excited to be in their village, Fado wondered where Vivian's confidence had gone. He had never seen anyone so reluctant to meet someone else. She might have been trying to look happy but her lips were twitching into such an awkward smile that she looked like she was about to explode.
They had no idea.
Fado knew Link wasn't stupid. He would have realized that Vivian wasn't trying to communicate with him by now but he didn't seem to mind her silence or the fact she was staring at him like bugs did at lanterns. He just gave her a friendly, encouraging smile, and Fado assumed he was still waiting for her to say something. When she didn't, he stepped in hastily.
"Anyways, this is Link. Link lives in the house you were asking about." He pointed at the house but Fado stirred no verbal reaction from the child. She just nodded her head in a slow, droning manner; merely acknowledging it as a fact. Fado cleared his throat uneasily.
"Saria found her in the Lost Woods and she might be living with us. Saria's just going to check things out with the Great Deku Tree." Fado informed with his hands still on Vivian's shoulders. Her sudden lack of manners puzzled Fado; she had been very chatty and polite up to this point. Link's smile was starting to disappear and it was replaced with an uncomfortable stare. No one was talking now. They just stood there in that uncoordinated huddle with silence looming over them. Link cast his eyes back to Fado, finally realizing that the girl before him was refusing to talk.
"Well, I better find Saria." Link's bright smile returned very quickly. "If she's there, then I'll just head over...If Mido lets me through, that is." he rolled his eyes bitterly, which earned little laugh from Fado. "Alright, stop by Saria's later. I think Vivian is just feeling a little tired." He replied, waving his free hand as the other one gently nudged Vivian in the direction of the house. Just as the blond stepped forward to walk past them, Vivian turned her head to watch him leave but still didn't say anything. She just watched him go.
Frowning, Fado crossed his arms over his chest and confronted Vivian's actions, "Why didn't you say anything to him? He was just trying to be nice!" he scolded, watching as the girl pulled a sad face with her eyes fixed on his shoes. That's right, she should have felt guilty for not even trying to be civil to him! Link was his friend and such a nice guy!
"Don't you have anything to say for yourself?" He was expecting her to ignore him, but she did answer his question.
"I didn't mean to...he's just really...realistic."
...What was this girl babbling on about?
"Of course he's realistic! He was right in front of you! What did you expect? An empty shell?" Fado couldn't understand why she was being so meek, and now he couldn't understand why she was talking about realism. Why wouldn't Link be realistic? She was making no sense! Maybe she really was tired? Vivian raised her head up, gazing out to Link's silhouette as he jumped on a few platforms rising from a stream of clean water and made his way to the Great Deku Tree's meadow. Mido immediately got to his feet and dashed after him, shouting loudly.
"Fado, why doesn't he have a fairy? I thought the Kokiri were all supposed to have one." Vivian asked, wincing as Mido had pounced on Link's back. Ugh, he'd have to talk to Mido later about this guard post problem. He almost broke Tila's arm last time.
He sighed quietly, his fairy yawning on his shoulder as she rolled onto her side. To be honest, he hadn't expected her to notice it. She was pretty sharp.
"It's a little complicated." And it was. Fado wasn't about to go talking about Link's lack of fairy. The blond boy was very sensitive on the matter because of Mido's terrible bullying.
"That means 'don't ask' doesn't it?" Vivian crossed her arms over her chest, her fists clenched tightly as her eyes positively burned into Mido's distant skull. Fado brushed some of his lime green hair out of his eyes. "Is that why you wouldn't talk to him? Because he has no fairy?"
She better choose her words carefully if she doesn't want bugs in her bed.
Vivian gasped. Her hair swished from one shoulder to another from how quickly she turned her head to face him.
"No! Never!" Her alarmed grey eyes widened with dismay, "I didn't say anything because I thought if he didn't have a fairy, he might be a lost Hylian like me!" she rapidly explained. "I'd have someone to relate to!"
What?
"Oh." That was odd. Hylian? How could she be so sure of that? Especially since ten years ago...Fado felt a little bad for thinking that she'd be as shallow as Mido, especially since her rather amusing display earlier proved the exact opposite.
"Um, shouldn't we go over there and stop them?" Vivian abruptly changed the subject and motioned Fado to look back at the two boys. On the other side, Link and Mido were both shouting at each other from the top of their lungs. They were wrestling each other to the ground roughly, pulling each other's hair and throwing well aimed punches at each other.
Fado scoffed. "No point. They'll just fight harder and end up dragging you into it face first. We just let them deal with it until Saria comes over. She's the only one that really gets them to stop."
"Oh."
"By the way he's Kokiri, just like us." He suddenly clarified. "Link just doesn't have a fairy. I think the Great Deku Tree will give him one eventually."
"He should. Link seems like the type to have a special fairy." She flashed a smile. Fado arched an eyebrow at her, his own fairy suddenly glowing vibrantly at the mention of 'special.' Why was this feeling like a bad case of Déjà Vu? Perky, happy, close to giggling or spinning on the spot? Ugh, girls really were troublesome.
"A special fairy?"
"Yeah. I read in a book once that fairy companions serve as a parent, teacher and friend for the person they watch over. They have to suit that person or else they wouldn't be able to do their job properly. So if Link doesn't have a fairy yet then it means he's a special person that needs a fairy to be specifically made for his characteristics. Mido should be jealous" she declared, placing her hands on her hips and grinning widely as Saria now entered the distant fight, shrieking at the two boys to stop. They both did reluctantly but were still trying to elbow each other in the ribs.
Fado laughed as he watched them. "Mido definitely has something to be jealous of, I'll tell you that." When Vivian tilted her head to the side in confusion. Fado pointed over to Saria helping Link up and fussing over his bloody nose, demanding that someone get a wet cloth. Mido was on the floor, wailing something to emphasize the drastic pain of his injuries. Saria ignored him and only his fairy buzzed around him, checking up and down and trying to comfort him. He swatted it away furiously, but it returned loyally.
Vivian pouted a little. "You all really like Saria don't you? No surprise though, she's really nice."
Fado wiggled his finger at Vivian. "Not just nice! She's the oldest Kokiri in our village: So everyone respects her! Mido is always trying to get her attention but I think she's bored of him." he snickered. The two watched the far off scene for a little longer before reminding themselves that Vivian needed to put her things in Saria's house. The both walked in slowly, pushing aside the thick curtain that served as a door. Saria's house might have been considered small from an adult's perspective but to a child, it was large enough to live in comfortably. The inside was carved wood of course, as was the floor. In the centre of the circular house was a soft looking white rug. Her bed was on the left, a table and two chairs on the right, a washing basin and mirror in the far front and several decorative pots were scattered around. Her walls had pink banners on them, giving the house a warm, cozy feeling to it.
"So how old is Saria?" Vivian pressed on with the topic, her hands fumbling on the buckle on her messenger bag. Fado looked at his hand, his expression turning serious as he counted silently on his fingers. "I think that in...maybe four months...? Yeah, in four months Saria should be three thousand, eight hundred and sixty one years old." He cheerily announced.
Vivian shrieked, dropping her messenger bag on the floor abruptly.
"She's over three thousand years old?"
Fado grinned, his hands resting on the back of his neck lazily.
"Yep. I'm three thousand, eight hundred and twelve years old, so is the other Fado. Mido is three thousand, two hundred and forty eight, Linder is around three thousand, one hundred. The Know-It-All brothers are two thousand and ninety three, same with the Triplets and—"
"Hold on! You just said Fado? There's another one?" Vivian interrupted, looking bamboozled. Fado groaned and rolled his eyes playfully. "Yeah, there's another Fado." Taking Vivian's hand, he lead her out of the house for a second and back outside "The Great Deku Tree created one Kokiri at first to be called Fado but the forest spirits from the Lost Woods decided to play a trick on him and so that Kokiri split in two. Me and Fado." He pointed to the tower connected to the bridge on their left.
"She's up there."
Indeed, a blond haired girl with low buns was sitting on the tower, playing with her fairy. Fado grimaced a little. "We live together too. The Spirits of the Lost Woods seemed to like the other Fado a lot more than me. I think that's why she's so creepy...she keeps talking about monsters. I think most of us are a little scared of her at times but she's really nice as well so it cancels out. We both like our name so we didn't change it. We shouldn't have to, right?"
"Right." Vivian echoed thoughtfully "So do the other Kokiri not get mixed up between the two of you?"
Fado shook his head, smiling. "Nope. We figured out a way to distinguish the two of us verbally. I mean, we look different don't we? We've decided to pronounce our names differently. I'm Fah-do and she's Fae-do. That way the others won't get mixed up and Fado gets to have a prettier name" he claimed. Vivian mumbled something indistinct but Fado caught the word "Mushrooms" in there somewhere.
"So Vivian, how old are you?" He now asked. The brunette winked, "Not telling."
"Huh? Why not?"
"You never ask a lady for her age or her weight!"
"What does weight have to do with age?"
"Meh, I don't know. Nothing really, I suppose, but I just felt like stating a fact." Not really seeing a point with arguing against it, the lime haired boy just agreed to it.
Vivian smiled lazily. "I'm ten by the way."
"Really? What cycle are you born in? I want to know if Link is older than you." Vivian stared at him blankly. "Cycle?"
Fado blinked. Did they have a different time system outside of the forest? "You know...Lunar Cycle? There are twelve cycles in a year, and thirty or thirty one days in a cycle. They swap every other month except for the 7th and 8th cycle. They both have thirty one days" he informed her. "Oh." Vivian exclaimed "My birthday is on the 27th day in the 8th cycle." she answered just after she had calculated the numbers into her mind. Fado grinned. "You're older than Link. He's born on the 3rd day of the 12th cycle."
"If you see Link later, can you tell him that I'm sorry for not saying anything? I don't know why...I just froze up." She murmured. Fado, of course, agreed and now that the two had run out of immediate conversation the two began to part ways.
"I better check on Mido. If everyone leaves him alone for too long he'll get grumpy and put spiders in our food. It was good talking to you." He patted her head and ruffled the soft brown locks until they became frumpy and static. Vivian complained about it but Fado ran off laughing, shouting that she should next time read the sign posts. Before Vivian could question him, she noticed a wooden sign.
~Saria's house~
"Cute Vee. Real cute." She muttered to herself as she entered the house again. Seating herself on Saria's bed, she removed her shoes and torn tights. Sighing blissfully, she wiggled her toes, ridding herself of the tight feeling already accumulating there. The tights could be used as spare cloth or a hair ribbon. They were pretty small and there was no use wearing them if they were already ripped to pieces.
Precisely twenty minutes later, Saria came back look exhausted. "Hey" Vivian greeted. She was sprawled out on Saria's bed like a napping cat.
"Hi. I guess you've made yourself at home. " She teased. She forced Vivian to scoot over and she sat down beside her, leaning on the wall casually.
"It's a good thing you did, because the Great Deku Tree is letting you stay!" she said happily, clapping her hands together. Vivian smiled brightly, tempted to hug Saria tightly but was worried that they both might end up on the floor. After all, Vivian's hugs were more like rugby tackles.
"Thank you so much for helping me out Saria!"
"It's fine Vee. I'm just glad you didn't get cursed." Vivian furrowed her eyebrows. "Cursed? You mean turned into a Skull Kid?"
Saria pouted a little "Yes, but how did you know that?"
Vivian just smiled nervously. "My parents told me about the Kokiri children as a bed time story. They also told me that I should never go into the woods unless I wanted to turn into a monster."
"Oh? So how did you end up there?"
Uh-oh
"I just woke up there Saria." Vivian admitted "The last thing I remember is going to sleep in my own bed after my graduation party." she yawned, feeling a bit tired after all the fuss today. Saria looked at her, perplexed. "What's a 'graduation party'?"
Vivian bemoaned as though Saria mentioned something foul and unpleasant. "Have you ever heard of school before?"
"No. Why?"
"Graduation parties connect to schools. A school is a place where children or adults go to become educated and learn things. Like how to read, write, solve mathematical solutions and stuff like that. The adults obviously learn harder things."
"Mathematical solutions? That sounds hard."
"You have no idea." Vivian laughed airily "I'm somewhat good at it but it bores me to tears most times. Anyways, after you finish going to school you get a graduation party. Graduating from somewhere means you've finished it and passed everything. So it means I've passed a part of my education and I can celebrate my achievement. You get to dress up nicely, eat food and talk to all your friends. Do you want me to explain it again?"
Saria shook her head and smiled. "No, I get it. That party sounds fun. So you were graduating from school? You must be really smart then!"
Vivian giggled. "I suppose I am pretty smart," she bragged "But I'm not completely finished with school. I passed a level of it. I'm now supposed to go onto further education; in short, harder stuff."
"Ok." Saria placed her fairy, who was sleeping silently on her shoulder on a little cushion beside the bed. Vivian noticed that all the fairies seemed very quiet and were taking naps. Was it late? It looked like it was getting dark outside. The sun was setting by the time Fado had brought her here so did it mean the children went to bed early? Saria broke her thoughts when she changed the topic of their conversation.
"Vee, do you live far from the forest?"
Vivian swallowed hard. "Yes. Very far from the forest. The distance is almost impossible to cover." Saria was sure she was exaggerating but she looked so melancholic. It was like she was telling the whole hearted truth and regretting every second of it. Saria gazed at Vivian. The Hylian would miss her parents, if she still had any. If she came together with them then there was no chance for them to reunite. But if her parents were somewhere outside the forest, did they miss her? Were they crying? Worried sick? Saria didn't know or want to know. But on the matter of how she got into the Sacred Forest Meadow, did she end up getting amnesia? The Great Deku Tree told her about how blunt forced trauma to the head could make someone forget things. At least she didn't forget everything; or didn't appear to forget everything anyway.
"Hey Saria?" Vivian interrupted the green haired girl's thoughts gently. "Am I going to be staying with you? Or is there a spare tree house out there?" she inquired.
"Well you can stay with me if you want!" She proposed "I hope you don't mind. Most of the others share a house, except Mido, Link and I. So I thought it would be fair if you stay with me. Besides, it'll be nice to have someone to talk to at night when I don't feel sleepy." she suggested, smiling brightly. As Vivian realized earlier, Saria's smiles were contagious because she instantly wanted to smile too.
"Yeah. That would be fun." Another yawn escaped her, making Saria giggle.
"You must be tired. How about we unpack your things tomorrow?" she advised. "The bed is big enough for the both of us so we can share it. Do you mind? If you do, I can always sleep on the rug. It's really comfy!"
Vivian shook her head. "No, it's fine." she blushed a little bit. Saria caught her looking at her clothes and clicked the problem. "Oh...sleeping in that dress will be really uncomfortable, won't it? I have a spare nightdress so, if you want, you can sleep in that." she offered. Vivian blinked.
"You have a nightdress?"
Saria huffed. "Of course I do. It's impossible to sleep in these in the summer! Or at all!" she pointed at her shirt and shorts. "The nightdress is really light. Mire, one of the other Kokiri girls, made me two for my birthday since my last one got ripped when we were playing with the fire flies at night." she reminisced. Vivian saw her fond smile and it made her feel a little jealous on the inside. Everyone in the Kokiri village seemed so close to each other. Her friends were nice, and she was close with them but it wasn't the same.
While Vivian pondered to herself, Saria got up from the bed and pranced to a large chest beside her wash basin and mirror. She opened it and leaned forward, her legs dangling as she tipped over the edge and buried herself in clothes. Vivian guessed she was searching for the two nightdresses. Once she found them, she tossed a simple dark green one to Vivian and chose the lighter green one for herself. The nightdress was made from a very light material that Vivian couldn't quite name. It was sleeveless, knee length and looked snug.
Both of them turned away from each other as they got changed, though Vivian needed help with the back of her dress since her hands couldn't quite reach the zipper. Once the two had changed, they both climbed into Saria's bed. It was a lot bigger than Vivian had originally thought since she could lie down in it and spread her limbs a little without touching any part of Saria's body. There was a gentle breeze coming from outside, cooling the room and the forest noises became a lot louder now that the noise of children had died down. Still, the sounds were comforting. The only light now came from the fire flies trapped in jam jars around Saria's house. They were quite efficient night lights.
"What time is it?" Vivian rolled on to her side, facing Saria. Saria, who had done the exact same, looked at a large sun dial embedded into her ceiling. The golden light radiating from the fire flies shone on to the dial, answering Vivian's question as the smallest shadow lingered on the IX and the other on the VI.
"It's nine thirty." Saria replied. Vivian frowned. "How come the sun set was so late? Why is it so dark when the sun only set half an hour ago, too?"
"You ask a lot of questions Vee." she giggled "Time flies when you don't pay attention to it."
Vivian just shrugged, feeling a certain heaviness press against her eyelids as her limbs softened to mush on the mattress. Saria's fairy was starting let out soft noises, similar to wind chimes blowing in a fresh ocean breeze. If that was a fairy snoring, then that by far, was the cutest thing Vivian had ever heard. Saria smiled and stretched her arms.
"You're safe now Vee." she whispered, closing her eyes shut. "We'll look after you. You'll feel at home in no time; ignore Mido too. He's just a big bully." she mumbled before gradually getting quieter. Vivian blew some of her hair from her shoulders, noticing that the perspiration from the day made it stick to her damp skin. Yanking her hair into a loose bun, she gathered it on the pillow she was given and exhaled contently at the cool feeling of the material against her skin.
"Goodnight Saria, and thank you."
"No problem...'Night Vee. Pleasant Dreams."
'Yes' Vivian thought 'I hope this dream does go pleasantly'
Authors Notes:
Well, this chapter turned out quite well for a filler. Did you like how I portrayed the Kokiri? Have I made any mistakes in character or typos? Feel free to tell me! I'll also change any mistakes in grammar or spelling if it's pointed out :) I hope you liked this chapter
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