an~ yeah, i was gonna write yesterday, but my computer forgot to connect me to the internet right. i could read, but not write. it was WEIRD. anyway, im going to write like, 5 chappies today to make up for it. and this one is wilhelm's pov.
dog9girl: i just made it up. i thought it would be funny. was it?
The whole reason we even started with the fairy tales at all was Jakob's stutter, actually. He's always had one. One day, after he'd been teased particularly badly in school, I decided that I would go find someone who could fix it. He thought I was insane, of course. After all, I was the younger brother, and at the time I was only 7. He was 11.
I ran off to find a person who could cure a stutter, and he followed me. We had a hard journey, in which we met around 10 fairy tale characters. I was extremely excited by this, though Jakob could have cared less. No one knew how to cure a stutter. Until I met one witch in particular. Her name was Baba Yaga.
She agreed to cure Jakob, for a price. I was to stay and help her around the house for 6 months. Jakob stayed, of course. Over those 6 months, she bacame a grandmother to me, and even after we left, I visited quite often.
After we left, we went home until we grew up, but I went searching for everafters. Jakob followed me, somewhat less enthusiastic. We met everafters everywhere, and they were all suffering. I decided that when I grew up, I would take many of them with me to America, in hopes that they could find a new life there.
I asked Jakob if he wanted to come, and he declined. When I asked him why, it wasn't the reason I expected. I thought he would want to stay so that he could finally get away from the everafters, but he told me it was so that he could help the everafters who didn't wnat to leave their old houses.
Amazing what all came form something as annoying as a stutter, isn't it?