Clarice is working with portals (lostinexile) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2014-02-16 15:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, clarice ferguson (blink), tinkerbell |
When you’re ready
Who: Blink and Tink
When: Early February
Where: Tink’s Shop
What: Stopping by to say hello
Rating/Warnings: Low/None
Status: Complete
Clarice decided to pop in on Tinkerbell. She tries the shop first, since she was less likely to pop in on something she didn’t want to see. She even brought some coffee, just like old time’s sake.
Her popping in came with her usual literal popping sound, and she looked around. “Tink?” No customers, which was probably a good thing.
No customers, which meant that Tink was perfecting her paper airplanes. Her wings were uncomfortably tucked inside her cover-alls, and she had to keep shifting them. Right now, though, she was putting a little loop in a paper airplane. It came flying out of the office door, looped once in the air, and fell down to rest at Blink’s feet.
Grinning, she picked it up and threw it through a portal, sending it to come out next to Tink. She then peeked through the door. “There you are! I brought you some coffee!”
Tink jumped when the plane came flying through a portal. She turned to look and broke into a grin at the sight of Blink peeking through the open doorway. “Blink!!” She cried out, the grin spreading. She came rushing around the desk to hug her friend. “Coffee!”
Laughing, Blink hugged her friend tightly and bounced in place a little bit. “I hope I remembered to get you your favorite kind. It’s been awhile. Missed you a ton.”
This felt so good. She couldn’t deny it. After her wife started becoming someone else, she’d gotten so lonely.
Tink was beaming. She was so glad that Blink was back! Honestly, the poor girl went through a lot of lonely times without her pink friend. And she’d had such confusing things happen, too! Blink was akin to her conscience. She didn’t have anyone to ask questions to about things like… like Billy, really.
“I’m sure it’s fine!” She said, uncurling from the hug and accepting the coffee cup. “I’ve missed you like crazy! How are you? Come sit.”
She came inside and plopped onto the couch, leaning into the cushions. “Still settling back in. The theater was desperate to see me apparently.” She grinned happily. “And it’s good to catch up with friends. I really did miss you.”
“I missed you, too!” Tink agreed, moving to sit down beside her friend. “The coffee smells perfect, by the way,” she added, quickly. “I’m sorry that I didn’t email more. Things just got… crazy. Really crazy. Married life crazy.”
She nodded her head. “Married life crazy. I understand that. I really hope things are going better for you than they did with me. I shouldn’t have gotten married so ...suddenly, I think.”
“Well… yeah. It was pretty sudden. I mean, mine was.” Tink said, trying to explain. “But it’s working out so far. We just… fit together. So far. I mean.” Awkward. “Billy is great. I love him.” She wondered if she’d actually said those words aloud before, to him or otherwise. And now she wasn’t sure. But it felt good. It felt right. She meant it.
Clarice smiled, and for the first time she was really happy for her friend. A little jealous for several reasons, but happy. “I’m really glad. It’s a scary thing to jump into and you never know how shallow it is.”
“I know what that’s like.” Tink said. She’d jumped into her fair share of things without knowing how deep they were going to be, and she’d been burned a few times because of it. “Fingers crossed that everything works out all right. Um… hey, Blink. Can I show you something?” She asked, and climbed up from the sofa to go close the door to the office where they were sitting.
“Anything.” She followed Tink with her eyes then leaned back and crossed her leg over her knee. “You know it won’t leave this room.”
Tink gave a little nod. There were blinds in the window that was between the office and the garage, and she closed them. Then she unzipped her coveralls and shrugged them down off her shoulders. What happened next was probably right up Blink’s alley. A pair of large, fairy wings unfolded from against Tink’s back. They’d been hiding under her coveralls. She turned around so that her friend could see them.
“Oh…” She sat up and stared. “They’re beautiful, Tink!” She wanted to touch them but that was generally a rude thing to do. They reminded her of the wings that Beak’s girlfriend had.
Blushing, Tink gave her wings a little flutter, and she actually lifted up off the ground. About a foot into the air before she came falling back down to Earth. “Without Pixie Dust I can’t really fly. Just flit and flutter.”
“Where do you get pixie dust? Can we get some pixie dust?” Clarice bounced to her feet and hopped over. “Can.. can I touch them?”
“Yeah, sure! Just… be gentle.” Tink said, turning to her side so Blink could touch her wings. “...it comes from the tree in Pixie Hollow. I don’t know how to get it in this world. Maybe I’ll get the tree, though. Maybe… since my wings came here… the tree will, too?”
Gently, Blink stroked Tink’s wings, both along the edges and on the wider parts as well. “They’re really soft. And I hope so, it would really be terrible if you couldn’t even fly and you had these, you know?”
“I know.” Tink said, she gave the wings a flutter again, flapping them gently against Blink’s hands. “...I just hope they don’t… y’know… break. There’s only one thing that will mend a broken wing, and my sister doesn’t exist in this world.”
“You haven’t met a friend of mine,” Blink assured her. She bit her lip, the feeling of Tink’s wings fluttering making her want to giggle like a loon. They were so cute. “She can heal almost anything… But I don’t know how magic and her powers work out together.”
“Well, let’s hope we never have to find out. Really, they’re quite durable in my dreams. They just don’t like extreme temperatures. They cracked once when I flew into the winter woods looking for my sister.” Tink said. She moved to sit down on the sofa once more. “...and hers started to wilt when she came into the heart of Pixie Hollow.”
Clarice winced. “Well that sounds painful. And why would they wilt? Do you know?” She sat down again as well and then pulled her legs up and crossed them.
“Well, my sister was a Winter Fairy. She belonged in the Winter Woods. When her wings got too warm, they wilted. And I’m a Tinker Fairy, so I belong in the center of Pixie Hollow… my wings got really brittle and cracked when they got too cold.” Tink explained. “It was this big thing. But two sisters wings are identical, and having them side by side can heal broken wings.”
“If they’re identical how come they have opposite weaknesses?” She raised her eyebrows. “Do you have a sister here? Is she single?” Blink laughed.
“I… don’t know, actually.” Tink said, her nose scrunching up a little, frowning as she thought about it. “...haha, no. I don’t have a sister here. Uh, that I know of. If I did, though, I’d absolutely introduce you.”
“I’m kidding.” She grinned at Tink. Well, mostly kidding anyway. “What else have you dreamed of? You weren’t dreaming all that much before I left.”
“I’ve had some pretty crazy dreams. There was one where I had to make a scepter, and I broke the moon stone that I was supposed to use to make blue pixie dust? And my boyfr--uh.” Tink tripped over the word. “Terence. Terence helped me make it. Then there was one where I went to the main land and met a young human girl, and taught her about fairies. And the one with my sister… and the one where I put the music box together.” That was all of them.
She quirked her other brow at the word tripping but didn’t say anything about it. Tink could volunteer information if she liked. “Those all sound really fantastic!”
“I don’t know if I’m going to have any more, but I want to. I like my dream world. I like my dream life.” Tink said. “Well, besides the strangeness that is my dream wings.”
“You don’t like your wings?” She shook her head and stroked the edge again. “They’re beautiful, and a part of you. If I can accept being pink, you can accept wings, I think?”
“Oh, no, no I just…” Tink tried to figure out how to explain it. “...they’re new. That’s all, I never imagined having wings in this world. I’m still getting used to them.”
“It will be easier than you think. I don’t actually want to get rid of my color anymore, now. I’m so used to it, and so….it’s so me now. If that makes sense?”
“It makes sense. I can’t imagine you without it.” Tink said, giving her friend a smile. She lifted the coffee cup and took a sip.
“I’ve learned to be happy with myself,” Clarice admitted. “It took a lot of soul searching and a really fucked up relationship.”
“That’s amazing.” Tink said, grinning. “I mean, I hope I’ll get there, too. I’m pretty satisfied. Even if things with Billy are… awkward.” Her whole life was one big ball of awkward. Even when she was having benefits with Blink, that was awkward, too.
“You will. Promise.” She scowled a little. “Awkward? How so awkward? Do I need to hit someone?”
“No no no, we’re just… you know.” Tink said, giving a little shrug. “We’re both really slow to progress, and it’s… I don’t know.” She said, shaking her head a little. “It’s not a problem. We’re just… both really, really awkward people.”
“Okay, so I don’t need to hit him, but do you want to talk about it? Is it a bad awkward? Or just a normal awkward. Because it’s okay to be a bit awkward even around someone you love, that goes away after a little bit of living together.”
“I think it’s normal awkward. It’s… we’re taking our time awkward. And it’s okay--that’s just Billy’s personality.” And hers, but in Blink’s company she was more than willing to blame it all on him. “We’re both so used to being alone. Now that we’re together? It’s not… we’re slowly getting used to it.”
"We'll you'll make it, it sounds like," she said, with a smile. "Better than I did, at any rate."
“Fingers crossed.” Tink said, and gave her friend a sad smile. “I’m sorry that things didn’t work out for you. But I can’t deny, I’m really glad that you’re back.”
“I’m glad I’m back too. I shoudn’t have left.” She shouldn’t have married her. She’d known she’d been changing all along, she just hadn’t been willing to see it.
“We’ll have to have more coffee dates now that you’re back in town. And you can keep me posted with all of your… everything. Your social stuff. Considering I don’t have much of my own, now. I’m an old, married, boring woman now.” Tink grinned.
“I don’t have much of a social life yet! I just got on the market and I’m not going to be looking for anything long term. Maybe a little fun, but hopefully with someone who’s kinks better match my own.” Clarice grinned.
Tink chuckled. "I'm sure you'll find her. She's out there. Just waiting for you."
Or him, but Clarice didn’t correct Tink. Her position on the scale tended to bounce around a little and it wasn’t worth explaining. She generally fell for the person and not the body parts, but for physical release she’d probably stick to women. “I don’t know. Think maybe I love that chance the first time around.”
“I don’t believe there’s only one true love for everyone in the world. Isn’t that a sad thought? I mean, I think that love is something you have to believe in, you have to work for. It’s wonderful when it happens, but you really have to focus. You have to make it a priority.” Not that she really knew anything on the matter. “And if you don’t … y’know… try for it… it’ll never happen.” She still wasn’t sure how she and Billy happened.
If there was only one true love, Clarice had already lost her to cancer. Though that would explain why her second love hadn’t worked out. Tink was probably right. “It takes two to try, though.”
“There are people out there looking. All you have to do is find them, and be looking, too.” Tink said. Sage advice from a woman who didn’t know what she was talking about.
Blink laughed. “Well I hope they’re there when I start looking again, then. I don’t think I can handle it right now, though. Not again.”
“When you’re ready…” Tink broke into a bright and excited smile. “I’ll be your wingman.”