Chapter 4
by Starsinger
This chapter is dedicated to Renee's Mother, Lorrie, who is currently having health issues. My thoughts and best wishes go to her, considering the amount of stress she is under. This covers a significant part of the original fairy tale, and I feel that it is a fitting to be written now. Still don't own them, darn it.
Night crept over the forest as Snow White and Rose Red tried to make their way home. A wolf's howl sounded in the distance, "I KNEW we'd stayed out too late!" Snow said. "What if that's Red? What do we do, climb a tree for the night?"
Rose laid a hand on her sister's shivering shoulder. She glanced up at the crescent moon, to be comforted by its lack of fullness. Another wolf's howl sounded. "The moon isn't full, and other wolves aren't about when Red is practicing Lycanthropy."
Snow stifled a laugh with a yawn. They crossed a clearing and the forest's gloom deepened. The small moon made seeing clearly very hard. Rose yawned as well. The girl's finally stopped and found a small clear area in which they could bed down. They never noticed the golden glitter falling around them, encouraging toward sleep.
They awoke the next morning to the new morning light. They stretched and smiled into the rising sun. Then gasped, as they realized how close to death they had come. A cliff dropped off not fifteen feet away from them. The land dropped precipitously hundreds of feet. Rose closed her eyes only to snap them open once more as Snow whispered, "What…what is that?"
Rose opened her eyes open to find a beautiful woman dressed in a blue dress. She was tiny and beautiful with dark, curly hair and sparkling eyes. She turned and flew away as the girls picked themselves off the ground. They hurried back to their farmhouse. Margie waited anxiously as the girls burst in the door. They told their mother the story. Margie smiled, "She was a beautiful angel, sent there to protect you." She embraced them and thanked the angel for her intervention the previous night.
Over the farmhouse the Blue Fairy heard the Mother's thanks and smiled. These two were as special as many others, she would do her best to ensure their futures were happy ones.
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Lorrie sat with her daughters at the dining room table. The two story townhouse they inhabited was two stories and had two bedrooms. The Charlotte and Renee slept in the same room. The walls were a pale blue while the furniture was farmhouse style. The chicken and rice casserole served up was delicious. Lorrie looked at both of her beautiful daughters. Charlotte talked about a beautiful black Labrador Retriever mix that had come into the shelter. The named him Cabal, after King Arthur's dog. He was a typical Lab trying to climb into everyone's lap and suffering from "happy tail."
"Mary Margaret's friend, David, came to work at the shelter today," Charlotte said. "I can understand her attraction to him, he's cute."
"He's also a married man," Renee reminded her.
"I know, I'm taken too," Charlotte grinned.
Lorrie smiled as the chatter continued. She loved her daughters, and even the uneasy feeling could not banish the feeling of pride and love she felt at this moment.
Love you Lorrie, get better soon.