(Now for the next part of my fairy tale. I do not own the song, A Dream Is a Wish Your Heart Makes. All credit for the song goes to the Walt Disney Animation Studios.)
A Dream and A Visitor
As the morning sun rose above the high tree's and hills, the many cyber-birds awoke and sang the sun's arrival to many of the sleeping life forms below. A group of three female song birds and an owl flew up to the tower window of the Chateau, and peered inside.
Inside, deep in a peaceful sleep upon a bed of straw, a grown up Elitarella laid, her lovely and pure white face in view of the sunlight.
The birds gently flew inside and looked over her. Over the stellar cycles, Elitarella had shown her kindness to the many animals that lived in the forest; the birds and mice; and of the farm; the chickens, sheep, ducks, the horse, and pigs. In return, the animals showed their thankfulness to her and had become her only friends in the world.
The owl, a red bird with a white face whom Elitarella named Powergilde, hooted to the female birds that they had to wake her. One of the birds, a blue one called Chromia, carefully hopped onto the blanket and walked up to the sleeping femme's chest and twittered. No answer or movement came from Elitarella.
A red and orange bird, named Firestar, went over and twittered as if asking why their companion would not stir. A teal song bird, Moonracer, went over to Elitarella's face and rubbed her tiny head and beak against Elitarellas's face plate. Little did they know that a white hand reached over to Chromia and the fingers flicked at the tail feathers, making Chromia shriek and fly back to the window.
Elitarella soon opened her optics and laughed sweetly. "That's what happens when you disturb someone who is dreaming, Chromia." Elitarella smiled lovingly as she sat up. "Good morning, my friends." The birds and owl tweeted their good mornings and flew to the morning, pointing with their wings to the nearby clock tower. 9:30 a.m. "Yes, I know that it is morning, but I was having a very good dream." Elitarella sighed as she laid back down.
The birds flew back to her and chirped as if they were questioning her. "What kind of dream?" Elitarella spoke, and watched as the winged creatures nodded. "I'm afraid I cannot tell you." The birds chirped and looked at her with bright optics, to which Elitarella smiled. "I do want to tell, but my mother told me that Dreams and Wishes are very special things. If you tell either one, it will never come true. And after all..."She sat herself up and began to sing to them, her voice as heavenly and gentle as an Angels voice.
"A Dream is a wish your speak makes,
When you're fast asleep.
In dreams you will lose your spark-aches,
Whatever you wish for, you keep."
The birds all settled before her, their small sparks swelling with utter love and care or their kind bipedal friend. The voice of Elitarella could have rival the harsh calls of the cockerel due to her great projection and warmth of her voice, for it had also awoken the mice, who had taken residence with Elitarella after rshe offered them small scraps of food and kept them safe from the family cat, Soundwave. A black and white mouse, Jazzy, was the first to pop out of the hole in the wall he shared with his two friends, a yellow and red set of brothers named Streaky and Swipey. They would soon join their leading mouse and they all sat before the one femme in all of the kingdom who had given them shelter and love as she sang from the very center of her kind soul.
"Have faith in your dreams, and someday
Your rainbow will come smiling through.
No matter how your spark is grieving,
If you keep on believing,
The dream that you wish will come true."
*Bong*
The sounds of the clock tower's bell from a few miles away, stat led the singing maiden and her animal friends, and she shook her head as she got up and looked out the window. "I think that the clock tower also orders me around; waking me up the instant it chimes. However, the clock and my step family do not control the one thing I can. They both can't order me to not dream."
"Yeah!" exclaimed Jazzy. "Your dreams are always free."
Elitarella smiled as she and the birds started to hum the tune she sang, while they remade the straw bed. After that, Elitarella asked the birds to escort the male animals out for one second as she went behind a folding screen to undress and prepare for her quick bath. The birds, without the owl and mice, went and grabbed a sponge, soaked it in cool water and polishing fluids and flew to the folding screen and Elitarella took them and cleaned herself.
While Elitarella did her...buisness...the birds went to the chest that Elitarella kept in the corner and picked up her working gown and shoes, and dusted them free from any grime or other messy material from them.
After drying herself off with a towel, she signaled with a hand that she was ready for her clothes, and the birds flew them to her. After tying the apron and placing her shoes on, Elitarella was now ready for the day ahead. She thanked her avian, robotic friends with a kiss and finished her song.
"No matter how your spark is grieving,
If you keep on believing,
The dream that you wish will come true."
"Elitatrella! Elitarella! Help! Help!" cried the mice bots as the entered back inside the room, and Elitarella kneeled on one knee joint to ask them what was wrong. Jazzy was the first to answer her. "There's another mouse in the house. Brand new one! A visitor!"
"And he is in a mousetrap!" finished Swipey and Streaky in unison.
"In a trap? Take me to the trap, and I'll see what I can do. Oh, I hope that he is alright." Elitarella confirmed as she went out of the room and went down the spiral stairs, following the three mice bots to where they found the strange mouse. At the middle of the staircase, the mice bots surrounded a small mousetrap, and there with it's tail crushed under the metal snare was a red, black, and fat mouse bot, who was terrified at the first sight of Elitarella, mostly since he was naturally afraid of Cybertronians and cats.
"There he is, he won't talk to us." Streaky informed Elitarella as she looked him over with concern for the stranger. The poor mouse covered himself to try and hide away from Elitarella, making her feel very sorry for him.
"Jazzy, Maybe you should explain the situation to our new friend." Elitarella said and the black and white mouse bot nodded with a thumbs up.
"Got it, Elitarella. I got it." Jazzy went to the cowering mouse bot and said hello to him, but as the fat red one looked at Jazzy, he got into a fighting stance and nearly punched Jazzy in the nose, hadn't Jazzy quickly ducked down and laughed. "Take it easy, big boy! We aren't gonna hurt ya. Me and my mice friends live here with Elitarella. She is very nice and she will help you out of the trap, I promise."
"Nice?" answered the red mouse bot as he looked up at Elitarella. She was smiling at him, which made him blush.
"See? She very nice, and very pretty." Jazzy ended and Elitarella bent down to the trap and told the mouse trapped to hold his breath because his tail was partially broken and that releasing him could hurt it a bit. The red mouse nodded and held his breath. He felt the hard, crushing pressure diminish from his tail, but it throbbed in pain.
"Here, I'll take you upstairs. I can fix your tail." Elitarella cooed as she scooped the mouse up in her hands and walked back to her room, where she found some twine and a splinter and made it into a splint to hold the mouses tail in place. "Now, do you have a name?"
"Yes. It's Hidey, mostly because I hide. I get scared sometimes. I was so spooked by a cat from outside, but when I got inside last night I got spooked by another cat and...well, here I am." " sighed Hidey, feeling sorry for his actions earlier. Elitarella lifted him to her face and gave him a kiss on his tiny, chubby cheek. That kiss made the Hidey blush in the face plate and smiled in a silly way. "Golly."
"You are safe up in the room, Hidey." Swipey said as he and the three mice bots climbed onto the table next to Elitarella. "We will be your new family if you like."
Hidey liked the idea and said he would stay. The mice bots cheered as Elitarella set him next to them and they hoped and danced about in excitement. Elitarella chuckled at her friends adorable acceptance, but then she remembered that she had to begin the days work before her step family awoke. She got up and told the mice bots to remain here for now and teach Hidey about the areas of the house they could roam about as well as being careful when the cat, Soundwave, was out. "Be sure to stay out of trouble, okay?"
"Okay, Elitarella!" all the mice said in unison, and saluted to show that they meant it.
"Very well. So long, Jazzy, Swipey, Streaky, and welcome to your new home, Hidey!" Elitarella waved as she closed the door and went down the stairs to begin her chores.
*Authors Note*
(I'm sorry if it is short, but I will be working on the next one and it will be much bigger than this. Special thanks to newbienovelistRD for helping out. Sparkling Lover out.)