#bdrpterence

@bakingxsparrowman

Simba had been panicking. 

Honestly, his anniversary had snuck up on him. Not that he didn’t know the date, of course he did. It was March 01. (Not February 28th.) It just--well, the year seemed to have gone so fast, when he looked at the calendar in the beginning of February, he couldn’t believe it. That it already been a year. One year of marriage. 

Simba wished he could say it had been blissful. There had been parts, that were, yes. Of course there were. But, it had also been a difficult year. Especially for his Berlioz. Which meant that he felt extra guilty for not planning something extravagant for them. Some trip far away, somewhere that it could be just them. Simba knew that Berlioz liked that best.

Instead, he was--ordering a cake.

Because it was too late to take off work. They both had school. The board was still getting its groove with its newest members. Not to mention his evil 1,000 year old relative was bent on destroying the town! 

So, he pushed into the bakery about a week before the anniversary, feeling rather frazzled because he had about twenty minutes between class, which he had just come from, and a board meeting. 

“Hello--oh!” Simba said, blinking and then his mouth broke into a surprised smile. “Hullo, Ter! I didn’t know you were back from...er, France?” 

@terencexsparrowman

Milori could no longer fly. Though he had selfishly kept that detail to himself. He didn’t want to come off as weak or incapable to his fellow fairies as he had already failed to keep them safe before. He saw no use in the information to others anyways. It was not their burden to bare. They had enough on think on. Both his winter fairies and the ones who had so graciously offered them refuge while they got everything sorted out.

Since he could not fly he saw it easier to walk back to the Hollow when he didn’t want to bother Eira. But that was alright, he needed to familiarize himself with the forest once more. At one point he had known it quite well, but it had changed, as everything had, since he’d been away.

There was a break in the trees and Milori stopped to look up at the sky, just for a moment. In that moment he caught a glimpse of a familiar shape passing over. He smiled, it seemed a fairy was returning back to the Hollow, reminding him that he should probably be on his way back as well. Only when he thought about the way back did he realize the direction the fairy over head had gone was not the way back to the Hollow. They were much farther out, and they seemed to be going even farther.

So, because Allah enjoyed having a good laugh at the expense of Simba, Simba had currently and temporarily become the boss of his boyfriend’s ex. The boyfriend whom Ber, in fact, had cheated on with Simba. Then dumped him to be with Simba.

Y’know, the ethics here were really quite grey, but, it’s not like Simba was gonna discriminate against the sparrow man, even if his cheery smile did get under Simba’s skin.

It had only been two days since Tink had gone into rehab, not everyone was aware of the change. Ter wasn’t, Timon had just been informed earlier in the day, and there was still someone named--Gil?--that Simba needed to talk to too. 

But, Ter first. Might as well get it over with. He had the early shift anyway. Which was why Simba stood with his arms crossed casually, leaning against the bar when Ter came in. Simba smiled tightly. 

“Hullo, Terence, uhm, you got a sec? I have a few things I need to talk with you about.” 

Fall was here and the beautiful, spiral of colors were visible everywhere in front of Peri. The best part of it all, however, was that the cool was settling in. The crisp air hugged and tickled her skin rushing it to life. No more stifling heat and irritable rashes, the cold was coming back, and Periwinkle could hardly wait! 

The frost fairy eagerly made her way towards the Fall Festival. Everything looked so perfectly decorated falling right into the theme that the frost fairy hardly knew where she would start! 

Her head was was jumping from choice to choice unable to just simply pick something when her eyes spotted a very familiar face. A bubbly smile in tow, the blonde walked over to her friend. “Terence! Long time no see. I was beginning to think you went into hiding.” She teased sweetly. 

The weather was decent today. Mabel had been in Swynlake for over a week now, but it was honestly felt like she had just arrived at the airport. This town was beautiful! The magic in the air was almost tangent, and if she knew more about it she would be having a blast here! Unfortunately, her brother was the brains of the operation, and it just wasn’t the same without him. Being alone.. well, she didn’t have anyone to pick on, and she honestly didn’t feel as safe as she did with her brother. Sure, he could be a butt and he was way too serious, but she had to admit he had saved her life on a few occasions. 

Today however, since the weather was alright and she had woken up in a pretty positive mood, she decided she would go out to the forest alone. A girl she had met in some clothing store when she had first arrived had said something to her about not worrying about boys. And it really resonated with her. Right now, she didn’t want to think about boys. Including her brother. She loved her brother but she wanted to prove that she could go on an adventure without him. She was going to be independent and strong. She would redefine herself in Swynlake. 

Her style, of course, was still the same. Since she was going to be in a forest, she wore a nice pair of jeans instead of her usual skirts. She wore a baby pink knitted turtlekneck sweater with thumbholes and a matching hat. Her makeup was lighter than usual- in case she had to run from a monster or she fell in a lake or something silly like that. She had sensible sneakers and white socks with little pink bows at the top. She filled a backpack with supplies: Extra mascara, a grappling hook, some snacks and water, a brush, a mirror, a flashlight and her extra phone battery. She also took a small notepad and pen in case she made any discoveries in the woods.

What was she expecting to find? She had heard about faeries in Swynlake. She never saw those in Gravity Falls, and she honestly had no idea what to expect. If Dipper were there he probably would have known everything about them, but what was wrong with making observations yourself? Mabel was going to go into the woods, and learn on her own today. And she wasn’t going to think about boys.

Walking through the woods, the path was easy enough to follow. She knew, however, that to be a great adventurer, scientist and discoverer of all things Magick, she would have to veer off the path. What type of mythical being spends its time loitering in the middle of a path in the woods? Surely they would want to hide. She took a step into the actual deep of the forest. She felt the branches prickle at her arm and get stuck in her sweater. This was bad. She pressed forward. Made sure she was going completely straight, so she wouldn’t get lost. It was dark and she was uncomfortable and she just actually wanted to get out. She thought she could do it but it was actually pretty scary. So she began to run. She kept going forward, looking for a clearing or a way out or something. Fortunately, the patch of trees wasn’t actually that deep, and she found herself in another section of path. There was sunlight, and it was actually kind of warm. It was... nice here. She sat down on the path and looked around.

And there was a body.

Of course. Of freaking course this would happen to her. All she wanted to do was find a faerie, and now she had a body to deal with. She got up quickly and took a look at the crime scene. 

The person didn’t look dead! Mabel let out a breath of air. That was a relief! And.... and the best part? (Or maybe the worst part?) It was a cute boy! A jolt of excitement ran through her! She would be his knight in shining armor! If she saved him, he would have to fall in love with her, right? She got out her phone and dialed the emergency number. She tried to give them an accurate location and they said there were medics on the way. Once she was off the phone, she carefully tugged at the hard red mass in his hair. There was blood everywhere. Luckily, she had water, and she carefully tried to wash at the wound. She hoped he wasn’t too cold. She hadn’t thought to bring an extra jacket. What if the water was too cold on his head? Would he freeze??

She began to talk to herself. It was what she did when she was in a panic.

“Come on Mabel, you can’t screw this up! His life is on the line!” She looked him over again. She felt his arm. Like she had suspected, he was cold. “Now what, Mabel?”

A thought flashed through her head. You could always share body heat? “No.”

Yes.

“No, no, no!”

...Yes, Mabel. Just do it.

So she laid down on top of him. She wasn’t sure if she should do that. Was she being selfish and creepy, or was she saving his life? His abs were rock hard, and she was using his left pec as a pillow. This boy was cute. More than cute. He was smoking hot. And she was going to save his life and that was that...

She must have fallen asleep on top of him. She didn’t know how long she had been out for, but suddenly there was a medic pushing her off of him. They were asking her questions.

Are you okay?

“Yeah, I wasn’t hurt.”

Did you see what happened to him?

“No, I was just going for a walk and I found him.”

Do you two know each other?

“Yeah. We’re actually cousins! How strange is that?”

How long has he been here?

“I have no idea. Like I said, I was just going for a walk and I found him.”

Why had she lied? Was it worth it? Mabel didn’t like lying, but it seemed like something she had to do at this point. If they knew she had never met the guy before, they would probably take her away and she wouldn’t get to see him again. She knew, of course, that lying was difficult, and led to more extreme crimes. Which was why she would have to steal his wallet. She couldn’t blow her cover, and she knew that someone was going to ask for a name soon enough. So she screamed.

“Did you guys see that?!? Maybe it was the culprit!” She pointed to a wooded area of the forest. All the heads whipped around to where she pointed, and when nobody was looking, she put her hands into a bulging pocket and she pulled the wallet out. She opened it quickly to get a name.

Terence Sparrowman. 

What a cute last name! Mabel was even more excited now! Her plan was going perfectly, and no one would ever suspect lil old her of anything. They asked more questions, they let her go with them in the ambulance, and soon enough they were in a hospital room, and she was sitting in the chair, waiting for him to wake up. She fixed her makeup while she was in there, and she began to try to count all the tiles on the floor.

It didn’t actually take long for her to notice him moving around in his bed. She stood up and looked him over. Gosh, he was even cuter when he was conscious! She tried to stay calm and not over-do it.

“Hi! I’m Mabel!” a pause. “Are you feeling alright?”