ROSE-COLORED BOY

Uh, only if I was laying on them? Is this a trick question? 

Yep. I only found out through asking around. Apparently Bonnie at least had the decency to let people know. I guess you forget about everything when it comes to “true love”. No, you can have as much anger and grief about it as I do. Friendship can be equally as strong as a relationship. But…maybe neither your friendship or my relationship was as strong as we thought. Honestly, all I want to do is exercise my legal right to get drunk and dance to Kate Bush. You’re welcome to join if you want. 

Well, yeah, but...it’s not like he and I stayed great friends while you two were dating. I kinda hated his guts for a little bit. I will gladly get drunk and dance to Kate Bush with you. I’ll even make a dessert of your choice. What’ll it be, cookies? Cake? Pie? I’m at your disposal. 

I figured out a perfect vegan imitation porkchop recipe! It’s delicious and only slightly hard to eat. 

“Oh, that’s disappointing. I love a good gin fizz. I guess I shouldn’t expect something that nice at a place like this, but you certainly have good taste.” Eleanor grinned at the boy, a little surprised at how eagerly he jumped on her request. He was awkward in a way that she thought might mask something almost charming. If nothing, she found him interesting. The locale of the Poison Apple was generally predictable; there was a certain statistic likelihood to the kind of people that hung out at this sort of haunt, and she enjoyed an anomaly. “I don’t think I’ve seen you here before,” She leaned in again, this time drawing herself a bit closer to the bar, “are you new?”

Fab shrugged, a little flattered that she thought he had good taste. “I mean, I’d hope so, tasting is kind of my thing.” Without the context that he was a chef, that probably....sounded really weird, but it was too late to take it back now. He started a mule for her, and if she asked for a lemon drop he’d work on that right after. “Uh, yeah! I am. I work part-time at Tony’s, in the kitchen, and picked up this for nights and weekends. Are you a regular?” 

The bartender was young, eager, and maybe a little out of place in this sort of hole in the wall. Eleanor leaned in, smiling carefully as she pushed her near-empty glass across the bar towards him. “You know,” she began, “I’m not much of a beer drinker actually. It’s fine, but do you have anything more… Interesting? I bet you know a thing or two about cocktails, and frankly, I like nice things.” She shrugged, sitting back again, “But I’ll gladly take another if you’re not up to the challenge.”

Fab felt his eyebrows perk up when the girl asked if he knew cocktails. Of course he did! He was a cook -- he knew how to mix flavors with the best of them. “I can get a cocktail together for you, of course! Uh...You like nice things? If I had any eggs around here I’d whip you up a gin fizz. It’s like a souflee in a glass. But! I think...” He popped his head underneath the bar to check the ingredients. “...I’ve got some things to make you a mule. Or a lemon drop. Take your pick.” He smirked, beginning to pull ingredients for both. 

Dagny reached her arm up to hand Fab the webs they were hanging around the cottage. “Hmm,” She thought aloud, stepping back to look at the entire room. “Definitely haunted, but I feel like you can never have too many creepy spiders.” She grabbed one of the decorative spiders and placed it gently in a nearby web. “Do you know what you’re going to be for Halloween yet?” She asked, trying to keep the conversation going. Lately conversations between her and Fab were short, so getting to spend this much time together was not going to pass in silence on her watch. “Or what your plans are?” She asked, hoping for a lead-in to invite him to spend it with her or vice versa.

Fab nodded in agreement at Dagny’s vision, but then she asked him about his Halloween plans. “I was thinking of being a pothead...Like, put a flower pot on my head, but that’d require some DIYing,” he thought aloud. “I’m not sold on it yet, though. What about you?” They always did pun costumes together...He wondered if Oberon had different plans. “I’m thinking of heading to the Alley Way, probably. Or maybe stopping into that wedding for like, an hour. I’m not sure yet. You?” He asked with hope in his voice that Dagny would want to do something together. But now that she was cuffed, he wouldn’t hate anything more than to be their third wheel. 

Dagny: Hey maybe this time you and Oberon will develop feelings for each other just to shake things up.

Dagny: Even if I was on the fence it wouldn’t matter. You literally just said you were past it so why would I force myself to hold on?

Fab: "|

Dagny: We’re all still definitely going to hang out, though. It’s not like we’re dating now and just totally going to like...not hang out as friends all three of us.

Dagny: Yeah super officially over it. We’re totally on the same page with this. Over it. Definitely.

Fab: That's so funny this sounds like word for word exactly what Kally and I told you when we started dating that's so fun hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha........

Dagny: That’s not all we’re doing! We like each other and stuff! It’s not just sex!

Fab: Oh.

Fab: Well that makes that a lot better, thanks for the clarification.

Dagny: Sorry. All vomit emojis are acceptable and I will read them in shame.

Dagny: He was my friend first, technically. And trying isn't the exact word I would use.

Dagny: I'm doing this very poorly and probably should've just called a roommate meeting but I still can't make a speech in front of even half of Pixie Hollow so there's no way I could've done this in person. I am actually dating Oberon. We are currently doing that.

Dagny: Are you okay? That read like I need to consider setting you up a psych test. We were just trying to figure out ways to make your fairy life better and easier. I don’t know, being home with people you used to talk to all the time brings a sense of nostalgia? Not to mention he’s kinda hot and mama needs to get her rocks off. Was that too much? I regretted it as soon as I typed it.

Fab: 😐😐😐😐😐😐😐😐😐😐😐😐😐😐😐😐😐😐😐😐

Fab: Too much. Definitely too much.

Dagny: I'm so glad you got to come though! You were a good sport about the wings and the heavily acorn influenced diet. Oh, we were friends forever ago and then got to Walt and kinda went our separate ways, but I guess bonding over how clumsy a fairy you were brought us back together?

Dagny: I literally feel like I haven’t seen you since the field trip even though we live together. I never got a full review either! Tell me, how does it feel to be wingless again? Relieved?