Not Until We Are Lost

Johnny had been bounced around from world to world quickly, like the little silver ball in a pinball machine. He'd hardly get to know what was going on in a place before they threw him somewhere else, and he was always alone. He didn't know if it was some kind of punishment or if they were trying to meet him up with the others and just kept missing. He just knew that he was really fucking sick of it. And he missed people. Mary most of all, but there were others, too.

When he woke up this time, he was wearing a flannel pajama set, and the house he was in was more like a little cottage than anything. Looking out the window, Johnny could see snow and Christmas decorations. It was eerily normal. Right up until the reindeer trotted by wearing bells on it's antlers. It was almost a relief to see, since the worlds that had been mostly normal had been some of the worst ones they'd encountered. Sighting the absurd immediately felt like it might bode well for his time here.

He rifled through the dresser and found some warm clothes, then headed outside. Johnny realized as he moved through the little building that it wasn't a cottage at all, but a little cabin. This was confirmed as he walked out the door entirely and saw the outside of the structure.

He was also now aware of all the fucking Christmas lights all over the whole thing.

Johnny shook his head and shoved his hands into his pockets. He was determined to explore this world before they kicked him to another one. If his past few weeks were any indication, he would have until he went to bed to see what was going on, and then he'd be gone again.

The big black wolf bounded through the snow, jumped into a snowbank, burst through the other side of it, and shook himself off before taking off running again. Evan didn't know how long he'd been doing this, he'd entirely lost track of time. The snow was glorious amounts of fun as a wolf. He liked it quite a bit when he was a man, but this was so much better. The smell of it was clean and crisp. The cold bit a little at his paws and nose, but the rest of him was quite comfortable due to the fur.

He threw himself onto his back and wiggled around in the white powder, his tongue lolling out of his mouth and his tail wagging wildly. He was attempting to make a snow wolf angel, but didn't know how well he was doing with it.

Waking up here had been wonderful. Mostly because it meant they weren't in a place where people might be trying to poach him. And where people weren't visiting to try to get a picture of the strange creatures that could shift their bodies into other things. Though he had to admit that it was nice getting to bond with Sam, and meeting Betsy. That meant two people who understood what he was going through, if in their own way.

Admittedly, he was still curious to see how tiny Betsy became an elephant.

Warm, so warm, and peaceful. The warrior felt as if she were back at home, long before the great war with the Huns, before she took up her father's armor, before she even had to worry about marrying some stranger. It was winter, and she was snuggled up under the bed things. The feeling didn't last long; reality kicked her escape in the teeth as the part of her who cared so deeply for a certain princess demanded she reach out for the other woman, only to find her gone.

Mulan jumped from the bed as if she'd been attacked. Her hand grabbing whatever was close, which turned out to be a strange red and white striped curved stick statue by the bed. She could and would make anything a weapon to protect the people she cared about and loved. She looked around and realized that she was alone in the room. A strangely decorated room. She looked down at what she was wearing to see she had the same strange striped sticks on her clothes and little round things with similar red stripes.

With as much speed as possible, the warrior dressed in the clothes she found, noticing that they were meant for cold weather, and headed out to see what was going on. She had met dwarves and pixies, but she was not at all prepared for these creatures. The way they smiled was almost unnerving.

"Where am I? Where is Aurora?" She didn't exactly grab one up and shake it - she wasn't that much bigger than the smallish creature - but she did have the do not mess with vibe going.