Fairies
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Infinite
Suggestion: Frog catching
Maka sat up, early Saturday morning. The sun was just beginning to break apart the blackish blue night sky. She tapped inattentively at her forearms and any other conceivable place just to reassure herself that all of her armor was in fact still intact and that she would not be injured by a rogue falling rock or something else of that nature. When she'd finally finished her process of pounding at her own limbs, she hurried off to replenish their food and energy sources (as she knew that they would not survive a day without water or food. Her other mate was not quite as bright. In fact, she could see his vibrant blue hair peeking out from the sleeping bag.) Just as she was about to set off, her mind stopped her and told her to go and actually check the remaining sources. Maka wiped at her brow, thankful for her better judgment. Having spared herself from a good hour or two's labor, Maka decided to let Black Star sleep in just a little bit longer while the food roasted on the fire.
By the time Black Star had come to, the sun was no longer hiding. It spread its rosy fingers against the marvelous blue sky. The outline of the fluffy white clouds could be seen taking shape above their heads.
"Are you finally awake?"
"I think so." He groaned and rubbed his head. "When are we leaving?"
"We depart in exactly 1 minute."
"What? I need more time then that!"
"Rule number 1. Knight's never complain." She hissed coldly as she tossed him a bowl of whatever she had assembled for food. She was sure that it was meat, he was not convinced. Nonetheless, the blue haired boy admitted his defeat and slurped down his food and by the next minute, they were miraculously on their way. Of course there was the usual threat of violence that went on amongst the duo, but that was just them. Maka would threaten to Maka Chop him if he didn't get his butt in gear and Black Star would counter by simply throwing grass in her general direction. The true miracle was that one hadn't killed the other by this point. After several more exchanged insults and sniping, Maka had concluded that it was an irritable sort of day and that the journey to the lair would almost be as arduous as the fight itself.
Instead of focusing on the seemingly endless miles of dull grass ahead of them, Maka locked herself in a memory, one of a significant nature. Maka's metaphoric hand reached into the back of her mind and pulled it forth. Colors of white gold's and velvety red's and sumptuous purples danced before her eyes in a whirlwind. Ornate décor graced the walls, creating a dazzling display of wealth and elegance. The crowds roared in her ears making her whole body buzz with excitement. Someone laughed behind her and multitudes of people ran by patting her shoulder and cheering words of encouragement. The King and Queen smiled down at her (and her team, respectively.) They had just accepted the daunting task of defeating the mighty dragon.
As the King called out their names one by one stood and bowed graciously. A weird feeling pulsed through her veins. It was something she had never experienced before and therefore could not utter words to describe it. It felt like they were the kings and queens. It felt like they were the ones that ruled the world. Even just for a moment, Maka felt infinite.
…
But unfortunately, alternate realities must come to a closing point at some point. She blinked up at the sun, disappointed that she could no longer hold that. She shook her head, pigtails smacking against her face. No, daydreaming could not be done just yet. After all, they still had a task to complete. That dragon had messed with the wrong set of humans.
Black Star's horse whined a few paces in front of her.
"Something the matter?" Maka inquired as she made her way up to her friend. Her mouth always had a way of doing before her brain could process anything. Charred trees paved their way. There was no sign of plant life or any other life for that matter, besides themselves. It was completely desolate. The browning grass looked like the tropics in comparison to the wasteland that they were making their way through. She inhaled deeply—big mistake. The distinct smell of smoke tickled her nose, causing both herself and Black Star to cough. Maka grabbed a small cloth from her side bag and placed it on her nose. Why was smoke such a strong smell?
"I think we're here." Black Star, with the crook of his elbow over his mouth and nose mumbled for her to follow him. Maka nodded and signaled with the reins for the horse to continue. It shook its head defiantly, but slowly trudged on behind Black Star and his own steed of white.
Maka shifted her eyes uneasily as she simply stared at the masses of broken branched and destroyed land. Just to think that one creature could cause that much destruction made her head spin off course.
Could they really do this?
Could they survive?
Did they really think they stood a chance against a dragon?
"Hey," Maka chirped unexpectedly.
Black Star turned his head to acknowledge that fact that he was being talked to. "What? Scared already?" He flashed his signature off handedly kooky grin. His teeth glistened almost as much as his armor did even in the dense forest of wreckage.
She nodded. "Are you sure we can… handle this?"
He raised an eyebrow. "Handle what?"
"Look around! That dragon completely obliterated this entire area! What can we do to stop it?"
"You're being serious?"
"YES!" Maka shrieked, throwing her hands up in the air. Before Maka had the chance to go off on a tangent on why this was such a bad idea, Black Star cut her off.
"I'm the man who is going to surpass God! I think with my help, you can even defeat this puny beast! If it were just me, I'd march right up to that dragon and rip its head off with my bare hands! I'm capable of that you know? Have some faith in your God, Maka. Your lack of bravery actually surprises me. Cut it out. It's annoying."
That shut her up. So, the two and their noble and trustworthy steeds forged on. Finally after all of the harsh landscapes, Black Star swung his leg over and hopped off. They had come to a cave filled with water. So much for not having to walk. The two bid their friends of the equine race farewell (tying them up would've been rude according to them) and swashed through the murky water ahead of them.
After about what they both assumed was an hour of swimming and swashing through the murky waters below, the two finally arrived at their destination.
The Dragon's Lair
Maka stood there beside her friend. The deep green dragon with teeth bigger than them stood before her. He glistened against the lit fire, evil and disaster twisting around in his amber colored eyes. The brave girl took one step forward, unsheathing her sword, Black Star followed suit. They stared into its eyes. They respected each other—Maka and the dragon. But they both knew that one would not be leaving there that night.
She raised her sword and
"MAKA!"
She spun her head around to see a cloud of dust storming their way.
"How'd he find us?" Black Star rolled his eyes and threw his "weapon" to the ground. Maka stood up and begun wringing out her sopping wet t shirt. Part of the young girl wanted to resist her inevitable captivity, but it was inevitable and she wasn't stupid. She figured that she may as well give up while she was ahead—but she was under no circumstances happy about it. How could anyone be happy when their long and arduous journey to fight a vicious blood thirsty monster was interrupted?
"What?" Maka yelled back in her most snarky voice possible.
"Get away from that, that thing! It's unsanitary!" Her father pointed a shaking finger.
"The frog or Black Star?"
"Hey!"
A/N: Sorry for disappearing over the summer! Anyways, I am back and have brought with me a half of another chapter (if you can call these chapters!) It should be out in a week or two. Yay. Also not as "cute" as I had intended, BUT I decided to not keep this hidden any longer.
And a huge huzzah to Catatonic Dragon for the suggestion! This was a lot of fun to write!
Hope you enjoyed!