the girl with the glass shoes

🌈- A memory about when they first fell in love

🌋- A memory about their first heartbreak

🏠- A memory about their childhood home/where they used to live

📷- A memory that comes with a picture they have

💡- A memory that comes with an object or keepsake they have

🔪- A memory about a dangerous situation

🎈- A memory about a time they were safe and relaxed

📔- A memory from a journal/diary entry

📝- A memory of them getting to know/meeting my muse

🔗- A memory about their proposal/wedding

🐥- A memory about their children (past, present, or future)

👘- A memory associated with an article of clothing they have

⚔️- A memory about war

🌅- A memory associated with a certain location

🏚- A memory about exploration

🛤- A memory about traveling

🌠- A time they wished upon a falling star

🐕-A memory of teamwork

🐺- A memory about being alone

🌟- WILDCARD

“Aren’t they just?” She questions with a beam, sitting herself back down on the nearby bench. “I hope so if he cared enough to want to be with me and you know, not leave when I must have found out that I was pregnant.” Ari muses with a small shrug. “It’s wonderful to meet you as well, Ella.” Despite how she usually acted around others, it was like a part of her was pulling her back into a warmer side of her that she didn’t often show and she didn’t understand why, but she wasn’t complaining either. “Did you randomly show up here?”

He knew what she was doing, trying to play hard to get and he respected that. What was the fun in someone making it easy on him? In fact, he found it more attractive when they played hard to get and this poor girl seemed pretty clueless anyway. “It’s a technology age, sweetheart. Once you get the calling and texting down, everything else will come easily, trust me on this.” He assured her with another smile, waggling his eyebrows teasingly when she suggested remedying the phone number situation later as long as he remained enough of a gentleman. “Oh I am a gentleman. I can be all the gentleman you need.” He grinned only half serious, he knew he had his moments where he was anything BUT a gentleman but she didn’t need to know that. For now, he was trying to think of a place he could take her where she could enjoy good food and have a little fun until she mentioned some of the most glorious words, he quirked an eyebrow. “You cook? Well hot damn! why didn’t you say so? I was going to suggest Fuddrucker’s but this? It will be my pleasure to allow you the honor to cook for me.” He teased, “Nothing better than a home-cooked meal anyway. Do you wear a cute little apron and all that?”

Shaking her head slowly, she sucks in a deep breath. “Others have it worse, I’m sure but..they are beautiful, I have a boyfriend as well and he told me that their names are Eliana and Benjamin, perhaps one day you can meet them. I’m Ariel.” She responds with a warm smile.

(¸.• ♛ → “Another version? How that can be even possible? Now everything is so upside down”

“It definitely is from what I have seen and now know.” She muses with a laugh and makes a face. “It’s just..a little harder now since I don’t really know them? I mean, long story short, I went out of town and lost memories that I had before so, I had babies and I don’t even remember it.”

“I suppose it must have been. It’s crazy when I’ve got him and then twins to care for as well.” She muses in a light laugh.

“It’s Russian for dream, I saw a dog like him in a dream once and a few days later, found him on the street.” She replies, her accent hovering upon her words. 

Looking down at the puppy, she smiles softly at him and sighs. “Mechta! There you are little one.” Ari muses and kneels down to put the leash back on her dog’s collar. “Yes, he is for both of those things.”

Dean brushed away her concerns about the other features on the phone with his hand in attempt to encourage her. If he was being honest, he didn’t know much about the other phone features himself, Sam was always better with technology but it was fun to use it as an excuse that he was just getting old and didn’t know how the young whipper snappers handled them these days anyway, “Nah don’t worry about  it making a call and sending a text are all that matter anyway.” He wasn’t sure if he should confess the next sentence to her but really it was all in attempt to comfort her and encourage her than anything else so it was a good cause, “Besides, between me and you, it took me a little to get the hang of sending a text message.” He smiled, opening up his phone to demonstrate until he realized he was missing something, “I was going to send you a text until I realized, don’t have your number.” He grinned sheepishly, slipping the phone into his pocket, “We can work on that later but my intentions are always pure.” He smirked, playfully wrapping an arm around her shoulder attempting to be over obnoxiously cool rubbing his fingers against his jacket and flashing her a smug smile, “Thatta girl! So, where are these pure intentions taking you for food? What is your favorite?”

(¸.• ♛ → “Different worlds, uh?” She muttered now with a small smile “That’s a very strange way of seeing things, I’ve never thought I was going to say that I’m from a different world”

(¸.• ♛ → “That sounds nice” She says with a small smile looking at the blonde “I haven’t really seen that place so yeah I guess it doesn’t, is very strange this city”

“That’s really good advice, Ella.” The girl sighed slightly, before shaking her head. “Normally when those memories come, I usually go and explore to find new interesting things and it keeps those memories away.”

“That’s always a good idea. I try to focus on the good memories as well, but sometimes it doesn’t quite work out.” The sea princess shrugged, knowing that it wasn’t something that could be helped.