#but the entire day was like being in a bazaar. music & food & people everywhere just plain shouting everything that shit was bedlam

[timetrickster]

Aloha Oe X Edith Nox Crossover Episode 8: Ice + Fire = Emotions

So, this episode has music, I recommend you play the music.

@cometworks < author of her novel.

Tag: @coloursintheblur , @thelysstener

And here we go!

FADE IN:

INT. NEYDOLYA’S NEW HIDDEN LAIR.

The aftermath of the RAVEN MONSTER had passed. VODNIK, slimy and sneaky frogman and right hand to the disgraced Fate NEYDOLYA. He returns to his mistress’s side and gives full reports.

NEYDOLYA

Vodnik… your reports.

VODNIK

Mistress Neydolya, I’ve come to report that the ritual by the Necromancers brought him back.

NEYDOLYA

A successful mission, presumed. Do you have what is required of the spell?

VODNIK

Yes, mistress. (He presents her with a book with the ritual circle drawn and list of ingredients next to it.)

She grabs the book and looks over it.

NEYDOLYA

Good. The Empath Witch?

VODNIK

The news of the Black Beast’s return had sent her into a state of rage. Her mind fractured separating her core emotions.

FLASHBACK: VODNIK had followed JUSTIN & VIOLET holding a knocked out EDITH.

NEYDOLYA

Interesting. Empath Magic has that capability. Search the archives, there may be an item that has a similar ability. What shall we do with the Princess?

VODNIK

A demon of her own design, her ice, her fire, and her fear.

CUT TO:

INT. JUSTIN’S PRIVATE QUARTERS. MID-MORNING

It was mid-morning, the sun was shining, and JUSTIN was in his private quarters. He conversed with ENOCH.

JUSTIN

Enoch, open Diary Recording. Nox Universe. 582. New entry.

ENOCH

Diary Entry Number 8. Recording begins.

JUSTIN

It’s been a couple of weeks now in this universe. I made amazing new friends and a world full of magic and possibly beyond. Recently fought a raven mutant monster. Noemi and Argento have soul summoned him by accident… glad he found some new development in himself. I wonder what will happen this day. (He falls silent.) Stop recording.

VIOLET comes into his private quarters slowly.

VIOLET

Justin? I need to talk.

JUSTIN

Come on in.

They both sit down together.

JUSTIN (cont’d)

What’s up?

VIOLET

There’s this person… that I… I… I…

JUSTIN

Like a lot?

VIOLET already feeling awkward enough just shuts her mouth up. Shakes her head up and down answering his question. JUSTIN smirks with excitement. VIOLET felt a little awkward due to the fact she doesn’t open up to many people and with someone that’s an alien. She felt like the only person she could talk too was him.

JUSTIN

Who? Boy? Or Girl? (He looked at her as if he was inspecting clues written on her face ) Girl? Isn’t it?

VIOLET nods again.

JUSTIN (cont’d)

Someone new? Someone you’re close to?

VIOLET

Someone I’m close to.

JUSTIN

Oh, lovely. Uh, military officer?

VIOLET

She’s not in the military.

JUSTIN

Oh, okay, uh. So personal then?

VIOLET was silent but was looking at a plant in the corner of the room. JUSTIN realizing who she likes very much his jaw drops.

JUSTIN (cont’d)

Noooooo… No. No. Really?!

Drawn back from his words, VIOLET was scared.

VIOLET

WHAT?! What?!

JUSTIN

Is it… is it Edith?

There was a slight smile on his face, VIOLET became rather shy and had a pinkish red tone flushing her cheeks. The feeling of embarrassment and feelings of lov- lov- lo- liking someone a lot. Her face squished from liking someone a lot and embarrassment she tries to hide her face with both hands. A smile was finally formed on JUSTIN’S face as he goes to sit next to her and comfort her.

JUSTIN (cont’d)

Hey, no, no. It’s okay.

He was rather caring and supportive.

Dude, you like Edith?

VIOLET

Yeah…

JUSTIN

V! That’s great! It’s amazing!

VIOLET

Thanks…

JUSTIN

Look I know you’re nervous and like I told Noemi. I was so afraid and nervous too. I fell in love with Hoku since I attended high school on Earth. I… uh… it was her eyes. Those shining brown eyes that reminded me of the stars.

VIOLET

That sounds… sweet of you for Hoku. But I can’t express it to her, I’m afraid…

JUSTIN

Again I know how you feel. Even my daughter felt exactly the same way when she met her boyfriend.  

VIOLET

Wait you have a daughter?

JUSTIN

Adopted. But she’s still my little girl. Despite being a similar age to her.

VIOLET

She’s a hundred too?

JUSTIN

No, just a regular Panguan girl. She’s only 17. But anyways… let me help you out.

CUT TO

INT. LAPIS FORREST. MID-MORNING

Both VIOLET & EDITH with a picnic basket in hand are walking toward the Lapis Forrest. VIOLET felt the feelings of nervousness. Something she was unable to feel before due to the fact she is trained to face things beyond terrifying than this. As well as being both Princess and Commander, to an entire kingdom. But this… this was nothing compared to fighting other witches and wizards and facing an entire kingdom.

VIOLET has a quick flashback:

FLASHBACK:

JUSTIN

Ok! What does Edith like?

VIOLET

Uh… gardening, libraries, tea, people, puzzles, questions…

JUSTIN

I meant… on a date but that’s good. Where does she like to spend her time?

VIOLET

The Lapis Forrest.

JUSTIN

Maybe a picnic?

VIOLET

She loves picnics.

JUSTIN

Then great! Start off with a picnic!

CUT TO:

INT. EDITH’S FAVORITE SPOT. MID-MORNING

VIOLET distracted trying to remember what to do, EDITH had already set up the picnic set.

EDITH

Violet? Are you okay?

VIOLET was caught zoning out. EDITH motions her to sit on the blanket.

VIOLET

What? Oh, sorry a bit distracted. (She sits)

EDITH

You okay?

VIOLET

I’m fine. How was your day?

EDITH

I don’t know really, the day has just begun but I’m pretty much happy that you asked me to go on a picnic. Want to go the Bazaar later?

VIOLET

I’d love that.

VIOLET & EDITH are enjoying their picnic, filled with their favorite foods and drinks.

EDITH

Can you really believe it?

VIOLET

Believe what?

EDITH

Justin… him being an alien and all that. Space. There’s really more out there in the universe.

VIOLET recalls to a flashback of EDITH on Gaia. VIOLET recalls a memory of EDITH and LEANA both holding hands of LEANA. Being two big sisters to her, they had watched the stars while a night on the town.

VIOLET

Yeah… I couldn’t believe it either.

EDITH

You were quite harsh with him too.

VIOLET

I was still learning how to trust him. Plus a boy spouting about aliens and space and different universes isn’t exactly normal for us.

EDITH

True… but he turned out to be a good person.

VIOLET

He is a good man… he brought new experiences for us.

EDITH

Time travel! Universe travel! He took you to see Clementine…

VIOLET

I know… despite what happened… I know he was trying to be kind…

EDITH gets closer to her to comfort her. VIOLET'S inner thoughts made her blush.

EDITH

Sorry…

VIOLET

NO! Don’t be. I just miss her, ya know? Wishing I had more time and all but I know she’s in a better place.

EDITH

That’s good… and she’s probably watching over you right now.

VIOLET looks at her scars and smiles.

VIOLET

I know.

The feeling of happiness surrounded their soon to be a fun-filled day.

CUT TO:

INT. LAPIS BAZAAR. AFTERNOON

The Lapis Forrest was this unique beauty within itself. It was home to a species of tree that produces blue buds when flowering. Just like the color of lapis lazuli. The leaves are a very deep green. There were huge rocks of Lapis Lazuli everywhere as well.

In the Bazaar, there was filled with magical creatures here and there and humans as well. A peaceful coexistence, everyone acknowledges VIOLET as their princess with greetings and bowing.

EDITH

Famous as always.

VIOLET

Well… I am a princess. (She smiles with pride)

EDITH laughs and smiles, she sees something catching her eye and sees gemstones which make her overall happy. She eyes a simple and basic quartz crystal on the vendor’s table.

EDITH

QUARTZ! (A smile was glued on her face)

She holds it and sees it change color, to Mellow.

VENDOR

Are you an Empath, if I may ask?

EDITH

I am!

VENDOR

Then that is the perfect gemstone for you. That quartz is enchanted as a sort of aura looker. You can see their emotions.

The gemstone was imperfect but EDITH loved it anyway. She looks through the clearness and saw the VENDOR’S aura showing mellow.

EDITH

Cool!

VENDOR

That will be a 15 Units.

EDITH checks her wallet but was short on cash.

EDITH

Aw man… I don’t have enough units.

VIOLET sees her sad face and steps in, holding 15 units. Their coin currency were metal thin rectangles.

There were huge rocks of Lapis Lazuli everywhere as well.

VIOLET

Fifteen Units, here ya go.

The VENDOR shocked by her presence, he bows.

VENDOR

Princess Violet!

VIOLET

Hello, my lovely subject.

VENDOR

You have graced me with your presence, your highness. Please take the quartz in honor of you my princess.

She places the units on the table.

VIOLET

No. You are a hardworking man. You deserve to be paid for what you do. Please.

He bows and EDITH takes the gemstone and she holds it in both hands. Scrutinizing it and holding to her eye and looking through it. She looks at VIOLET and sees her current aura, it was all pink and with EDITH’S magic it amplified it. Seeing the emotion of love. The excitable EDITH curious as always smiles after the discovery.

EDITH

V? (She steps closer to her) You like someone? (She whispered)

Surprised and scared by the question, VIOLET had believed EDITH knew her feelings for her.

VIOLET

How did you know?

She was scared and embarrassed that her true feelings were revealed.

EDITH

Is it a prince?!

Showing some relief, she answers.

VIOLET

No. It’s not a prince.

EDITH

Knowing you no prince can win your heart. A Military man?

VIOLET

Uh… no.

EDITH

Oh my… a normal boy?

VIOLET nods and shows embarrassment.

EDITH (cont’d)

A NORMAL BOY! A princess and a simple boy. That reminds me of a fairy tale momma read to me once. TELL ME! TELL ME!

VIOLET

We met… uh… we met during a trip to a Blacksmith. Father was making a request for a blade to be made once I reached eighteen. He was the son of the blacksmith… and I thought he was handsome.

EDITH

That’s so adorable! YOU SHOULD MEET HIM AGAIN!

VIOLET

I don’t think I can.

EDITH

Don’t deny your feelings V… You’ll never know how he truly feels.

VIOLET

Edith… you know me… I’m not raised by my emotions… everything I am I was just… I don’t know! (She became emotional) I’m a Princess and a military commander… I trained myself to be serious and…

EDITH

You wear a heart of steel.

VIOLET

Yeah…

EDITH

But knowing you… determined as always. You’ll find a way to show that handsome… handsome boy love you.

VIOLET

Yeah…

CUT TO:

INT. JUSTIN’S PRIVATE QUARTERS

JUSTIN doing research as he has a plate of food and soda next to a fancy glass cup. VIOLET rushes in and was extremely worried. She hugs JUSTIN to which he responds to treat her like a big baby.

JUSTIN

Hey! How was the picnic? Was it bad?

VIOLET

Not it was good…

She sounded like a child as she said her sentences like a child.

JUSTIN

Then why are you upset?

VIOLET

Because… she… almost found out I liked her… (She pouts)

JUSTIN

Did she?

VIOLET

No… she saw my aura with this gemstone that amplified her magic. It was pink… I was in love.

JUSTIN smiles sits her down on a chair.

JUSTIN

That’s good! Did you tell her?

VIOLET

No… I made up someone…

JUSTIN rubs his face with his right hand.

JUSTIN

Are there any further plans?

VIOLET

I don’t know…

JUSTIN

I think you should tell her.

VIOLET jumps out of her seat grabbing JUSTIN by his shirt.

VIOLET

No! I can’t Justin!

JUSTIN

But why?

VIOLET

Because I can’t do it! I don’t think I can do it! (She starts to cry)

Tears were falling down her face.

I am just a princess… and a soldier… and I’m complicated! Edith wants normal! And simple! And everything else normal! I’M NOT NORMAL! I AM EVERYTHING COMPLICATED!

She cries in JUSTIN’S shoulder to hide her face. He caressed her back to make her feel better.

How can someone so beautiful have so much power over my heart?

JUSTIN

It’s called love… it’s the most complex feeling in the world and yet it makes you feel so happy. And I can’t believe you said that about her.

VIOLET

Said what?

JUSTIN

You called her beautiful.

Despite the tears, that little sly comment made her smile.

VIOLET

She really is… how can someone like that ever love someone so complicated as me?

JUSTIN

Love suffers long and is kind.

VIOLET

Where’s that from?

JUSTIN

A thing called the Bible. It’s an Earth thing.

VIOLET laughs.

VIOLET

What am I gonna do?

JUSTIN

You get her attention. How’s a dinner in the Lapis Forrest? Any good spots?

VIOLET

Um… there’s this spot that would be nice for a dinner date. It’s by a stream and it’s a huge space.

JUSTIN

Sounds perfect. Enoch, do you still have the Digital Construction Box?

ENOCH

Of course, Captain.

ENOCH makes the item appear on the table through digital transport. JUSTIN grabs the box and throws it in the air catching it.

JUSTIN

You ready?

VIOLET

I guess…

JUSTIN

No. (He kneels before her) Violet Choi. Look at me.

She does so and looks at him in the eyes. Her face showing a somewhat of wallowing sadness and shame. JUSTIN’S face held this slight smile but didn’t give off the sense of happiness. He held much of his breathe in as it was too raspy. His heart had opened to Violet as he spoke about the one girl that he honestly and truly loved.

JUSTIN

Again… I know what this feels like. You are beyond… terrified. Despite being something so impossible. That somebody so normal as Edith…  can make all the difference in our lives so much better. I was scared, afraid that I would mess up… but I told her because I couldn’t stand the longing and the aching pain of my heart. Now, she loves me… somebody I believed I wasn’t worthy enough for… somebody who always had their heart open just for me.

His heart was worn as if it were a crown and laid out for Violet to see. What he had spoken was all too true for her as well, as is with everyone else who experiences love, I guess in some cases.  

JUSTIN (cont’d)

So please don’t say, “I guess” say “I’m ready.” because deep down you love her… and somewhere along the way, you won’t know if she feels the same way.

VIOLEt had raindrop type of tears, she still held a serious face but had that sadness attached to it.

VIOLET

I want to tell her so bad… but I can’t. My heart feels locked… and it stops me from telling how I truly feel.

JUSTIN

I think I can help with that.

JUSTIN breathes in and puts both hands together, he breathes out and his eyes glow orange. Using his aura manipulation to unlock his Empath powers. He places his right index and middle finger on VIOLET’S forehead. Sending a wave of energy to her heart, as the orange energy zooms straight to her heart as it glows ever so brightly through her skin. Showing a little animation of a keyhole on her heart and it was magically unlocked.

VIOLET felt different, her heart was… lighter… no more steel, no more hiding behind the armor she built so long ago. She stood up from her chair and smiled.

VIOLET

I feel different… I feel… uh…

JUSTIN

Happier? (He smiles awkwardly)

VIOLET

I think so… (She turns to Justin) Huh… you handsome Jus.

JUSTIN

Thank you… (He laughs a little) Violet, I think it worked.

VIOLET

How?!

JUSTIN

You complimented me… you rarely do that.

VIOLET realizing this had her eyes prop up like a map being opened up and down.

VIOLET

You’re right… I… I am happy. I feel happy! And… I love Edith Nox! (She closes her mouth)

Realizing she said that aloud, she reached a new level of happiness. She jumps for joy and hugs JUSTIN.

VIOLET (cont’d)

I’m happy! (She says with glee)

JUSTIN

That’s amazing! Now… let me ask you this. What would Edith like on a dinner date?

VIOLET thinks to herself.

VIOLET

She loves music.

JUSTIN

Do you guys have any love songs? Like before the apocalypse?

VIOLET

There are several… but I don’t think they’d be good.

JUSTIN smirks again, now holding his phone in his hand.

JUSTIN

(He smiles) Luckily you have a friend, who's an alien, from another universe. Who also happens to live on Earth.

VIOLET

This is gonna be perfect. (She smiles once more)

CUT TO:

INT. ASTRIFEROUS GROVE. NIGHT

The stage has been set, no literally. JUSTIN had used the 3D Digital Construction Box and digitally built a wooden deck that filled the surroundings of the grove. Complete with a table meant for VIOLET & EDITH and a piano. JUSTIN had set up fairy lights along the surrounding trees to help with the lighting. To accent the glowing and enormous lapis lazuli rocks.

There were other lights to help brighten up the stage. The sound of the stream nearby made things seem so peaceful. Everyone was there, JUSTIN, NOEMI, PERIWINKLE, ARGENTO. They all had a hand in helping to make this date perfect. The Wooden Deck also came with a perfect kitchen, to which JUSTIN had the ultimate experience of knowing how to cook, having spent time with his adopted human father.

JUSTIN had prepared a series of Hawaiian foods, due to growing up in Hawaii for a few years of his life. From appetizers to dessert, it was all prepared. NOEMI & ARGENTO have dressed accordingly as waiter and waitress.

JUSTIN

You guys ready?

NOEMI

This is gonna be great! I still can’t believe Violet likes Edith!

ARGENTO

Ok! First Thanks for inviting me! Second, (She turns toward Justin) You’re an alien! I can’t believe that! Three, this is so friggin romantic! (She squeals joyfulness with each sentence)

PERIWINKLE

THIS IS REALLY PRETTY! I CAN’T WAIT!

JUSTIN

We’re all ready! Noemi, Argento! You are the waiters and you shall deliver the food! Peri, I want you to take them to their seats after that set the mood. (He whispers in her ear)

They all break, as the food had already been prepared and they take their places. VIOLET & EDITH had shown up with EDITH wearing a blindfold.

EDITH

Where are we going?!

VIOLET

It’s a practice dinner… when I meet with the boy again…

Having seen JUSTIN in the distance and PERIWINKLE on a stepping stool near her hand. She was the Restaurant Host. VIOLET takes the blindfold off of EDITH and both smile. EDITH takes her excitement to a new level, as her containment was held by VIOLET’S hands who she placed on EDITH’S shoulders.

VIOLET

Hi Peri! Our reservations?

PERIWINKLE

Right, this way you two!

She steps off her stool and holds both VIOLET & EDITH’S hands. Standing in the middle of both of them, leading them to the only table in the center of the huge deck. They both sit on the chairs, and PERIWINKLE had presented them with the menu of what’s to come.

PERIWINKLE

Welcome to… Astriferous Grove! Chef Justin has prepared an alternate universe main course from his universe. Your waiters will be my big brother, Noemi and the love of his life Argento.

JUSTIN had some lyricless music, play as it was a simple tune, a peaceful beat. (Play Monday Loop by Tomppabeats until you see stop) (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J2z8CSRP_ok) PERIWINKLE summons her wind constructed wings and rises to the sky. She sets the mood, she manipulates the wind with her magic. Creating a light breeze having the trees sway to the beat of the music. NOEMI & ARGENTO show up as waiters, handing them the menu of what to expect to eat.

NOEMI

For your appetizers, expect a… (He grabs the menu from Edith) Spicy Ahi… Poke (Po-kay) and a Spam Musubi.

ARGENTO For the main course, Loco Moco. A bed of rice topped with a cooked burger patty and a sunny side up egg. Drenched with gravy with hints of chili flakes due to the liking of spiciness.

NOEMI

And for dessert. Malasadas, Coco Puffs, Chocolate Hau- Haupia… Pie. With Shave Ice.

ARGENTO

Let’s start off with drinks. Water?

EDITH

I’d love some water! (She speaks with a boyish voice.)

VIOLET

Water as well, please.

NOEMI with his wings flies over to the kitchen counter and holds a plated dish to carry the cups of water. ARGENTO placing them down on their specific side of the table. They both disappear to the kitchen leaving EDITH & VIOLET to talk alone. Having the uncaged excitement she bursts with such happiness.

EDITH

OH MY GOD, THIS IS SO FRICKEN ROMANTIC AS EDEN!

VIOLET smiles.

EDITH (cont’d)

DUDE YOU’RE SMILING! (She wiggles in her seat)

VIOLET

I know I am. (She laughs)

EDITH

Everything about this place is perfect! The glowing lapis lazuli! The little lights! The swaying breeze and the music! AND FOOD FROM A DIFFERENT UNIVERSE! AH!

VIOLET

I’m glad you love it! (She smiled)

EDITH

Love it? I’m infatuated with this! This is so romantic! Wish someone would do this for me.

VIOLET

Well… since you're my dinner date right now… I’m doing this for you.

EDITH

Why thank you, your highness!

NOEMI & ARGENTO return with the appetizers, a bowl of Spicy Ahi Poke (Po-kay), and a spam musubi. Both grab a fork and dig into the first dish. The forks stabbed into the dish, the prongs had easily pierced the raw tuna marinated with sriracha mayonnaise. Cutting part of the rice with it and scooping it up and taking the first bite. Their eyes brighten as their taste buds had taken the first bite.

The taste of the spicy ahi was unique. The cold and raw tuna had sent that chill, it was as if there was dance was going on. The combined spice from the sriracha mayo, combating with the chill and made it all too delectable. The crunch of the sliced up scallions was heard and the small bed of rice of its warm heat calms both elemental flavors of spice and chill. Leaving behind the everlasting heat, but the chill that was a simple breeze.

VIOLET

(With her mouth full and eyes closed) That’s so good!

EDITH had probably seen the face of God… well, in this case, she already has seen them. She was the same as VIOLET eyes closed and internally happy with her mouth full. They finished the bowl, holding their faces.

EDITH

OH MY GOD, THAT’S THE TASTE OF HAWAII?! I LOVE IT! (She had tears of joy.)

The move on to the Spam Musubi, this rectangle sushi like creation. This version is shown two spams, one of each on both top and bottom. Wrapped in the middle was a seaweed wrap, the spam had a lightish brown sauce underneath.

NOEMI

Justin suggests eating this with your hands. Better experience.

They do so, and their first bite was… well, it was delicious. The saltiness of the spam was laid out as a bed on their tongues. The sweet teriyaki sauce made the salt taste all to better. The moistness of the seaweed complimented the heat of the rice. They were in love all over again, knowing the taste of Hawaiian food made this dinner date all too delectable.

NOEMI & ARGENTO had taken away their appetizer plates and return to the kitchen. Where JUSTIN had been all too articulate with serving them their main course.

JUSTIN

Did they enjoy?!

NOEMI

They did!

JUSTIN

Awesome! I have some plates for you guys too. Peri is actually eating the ones made for her right now. (He points to his right)

PERIWINKLE had her eyes closed as she had gone to Food Heaven.

JUSTIN (cont’d)

Just finish serving them and you guys get to enjoy your plates.

NOEMI & ARGENTO both look at each other and grab the main course. Loco Moco. A dish with a bed of steaming rice topped with a cooked burger patty and a sunny side up egg. With gravy poured over all the dish. VIOLET & EDITH grab knives and forks.

They dig in immediately, the heat from the patty and rice sent the sensation of a fire steaming in their mouths. The yolk of the egg was cut open as the slice let the yolk runs down every inch of the dish. The yolk had made the gravy more delectable and the chili flakes kicked in the spiciness added to the dish. They felt the same feelings as before.

Dessert had arrived immediately, as NOEMI & ARGENTO were so eager to try JUSTIN’S cooking. They take away their dinner plates and immediately return to the kitchen. They see their plates dinners ready and rises up to Food Heaven.

Desert for VIOLET & EDITH was sugar galore. The Malasadas was like biting off a piece off a cloud of fluffiness. The fluffiness of the bread had released pockets of warmness on their taste buds. The sugar complimented the taste as the sweetness added an entire level.

They move onto the Coco Puffs, it was chilled to the point where the bread had this stale-ish taste. Although the cream filling inside chilled inside made the taste of it ultra better. VIOLET had taken a like to the custard coco puff, as it oozed custard filling. As well again, the chill of the desert. While EDITH enjoyed the chocolate cocoa puff as the chocolate filling was a different taste.

The penultimate one was this gorgeous looking pie with whipped cream covering a haupia layer and chocolate filling inside. IT too was chilling and the coldness of the desert was all too tasteful. VIOLET loving every single cold desert, she hadn’t noticed that her ice magic was crawling up on her. EDITH was a major sweet tooth and couldn’t stop eating and wanted more.

EDITH

THIS IS SO GOOD! (She cries out)

VIOLET

Can we just live in Justin’s universe?! I WANT HAWAII FOOD FOREVER!

Their last and final dessert was Shave Ice. A Hawaiian snow cone, but is way massive than what normally people expect. The colors of the rainbow surrounded it. Eating ice with different flavors was rather addicting, as the colors laid down on their tongues and the over sprinkled sugar had caused them to go into a state of insanity for the moment.  

The Dinner Date had ended, both VIOLET & EDITH were full. Sitting on their chairs like they eat half of a feast made for kings and queens from near and far.

EDITH

I’m so full… (She rubs her tummy as she moans in agony)

VIOLET

Me too… but it was all worth it.

EDITH

Yeah… it was. (She smiles a little but places her head on the table)

JUSTIN appears near their table. (Monday Loop STOPS PLAYING)

JUSTIN

I suggest you guys move around to help with the digestion.

He nudges VIOLET, motioning her to a dance floor near the stage. JUSTIN suddenly appears at the piano, ready to play a song. He speaks into a mic.

JUSTIN (cont’d)

Alrighty… this lovely night special night for a Princess and her soon to be the love of her life. Uh… what his name Violet?

VIOLET

Um… uh… Edward… Edward Lux.

EDITH

Aw, cute!

JUSTIN

Alright. Let’s dance.

JUSTIN places both hands on the piano keys, ready to play. Feeling the ivory material under his fingertips. He plays the song Your Song by Elton John.

JUSTIN (cont’d)

Uh… grab a partner.

Being that VIOLET & EDITH were the only ones on the dance floor. They realized JUSTIN meant the two of them to dance.

VIOLET

Oh… I think he means you and me.

EDITH

Oh, makes sense. Considering were the only ones on the dance floor and since I am filling in for Edward. May I have this dance? (she does a bow as respect)

VIOLET smiles and returns the bow and they begin to dance. JUSTIN begins to play the song. He sings the song which surprises everyone around, hearing a voice of what some would describe as an angel or an even a god. He didn’t prefer either title despite literally being a god himself. He was just a simple alien boy playing and singing music.  

 VIOLET (V.O)

Justin, you always surprise everyone, don’t you? (She smiles)

EDITH

OH MY EDEN! HE CAN SING TOO?!

They danced to the song, suddenly they see waves of colorful light of the sound of the song. They look at on and continue to dance. EDITH with her magic senses the feelings of happiness all around. VIOLET inside was having the time of her life. Dancing with the girl she deeply, deeply loves.

After the dance, JUSTIN speaks again.

JUSTIN

I’d like to make a mention of my little sister, Hathor. Who is an amazing artist and comes from a planet where art is taken to a whole new level. Violet… I think it’s time to say what you need to say.

VIOLET comes to the stage and is handed the microphone by JUSTIN.

VIOLET Ok… um… I’m not very good at this. But… uh… I never admitted something like this before… so please just… uh… bear with me,(She breathes in, then out.) I love you. I know that’s so broad and out there but… I really and truly love you. The first time I met you, I hated you. It was unreasonable and I… I’m so so sorry. I blamed you for the one thing I couldn’t control… and I felt so terrible about it. But over the course of our story, we became friends. You defeated the one thing I couldn’t and gave me a reason to keep going despite all the painful and aching memories. And that… after all that… my heart just longed for you. You filled the missing piece of me that was ripped away by that monster. And I held this in for so, so long, and I can’t wait any longer.

She steps off the stage and walks up to EDITH. Her eyes were teary-eyed, like shiny stars. Gleaming with the colors of the glowing lapis lazuli. Her heart of steel along with ice had been unlocked and melted away. It was gleaming every essence of “True Love” had resonated.  

VIOLET (cont’d)

Edith Nox… I love you.

EDITH’S heart had stopped for that one moment. Her magic revealed to her senses that VIOLET’S aura was glowing pink aka love. Actual and true love for her. JUSTIN plays the piano, playing song Can’t Help Falling In Love by Elvis Presley. VIOLET steps a few paces back and begins to sing the song.

EDITH begins to cry tears of joy after feelings of VIOLET even more through the song she sang. NOEMI, ARGENTO & PERIWINKLE dance in a circle with all hands together. The songs ends and VIOLET sees EDITH standing in the same spot, unresponsive.

VIOLET (cont’d)

Look… I know this was a huge surprise… but I don’t know… I love you and if you don’t share the same feelings I understand.

She begins to ramble but EDITH taking her by surprise gives her a kiss. NOEMI, ARGENTO, & PERIWINKLE cheer for them. JUSTIN sits on his piano chair and smiles at the fact this mission was a total success. With their heads pressed against each other and eyes closed.

EDITH

I love you too, Violet Choi.

She laughs which makes VIOLET give her a kiss in return.

Hidden within the darkness was the shadow of the slime and sneaky frog man, VODNIK. With his magic floating orb.

VODNIK

Mistress, we found them.

NEYDOLYA

Start the spell. (She says to herself) It has begun. (She has this malicious smile on her face)

FADE TO BLACK

END OF EPISODE 8

[ca-mo-mi-lla-blog]

                                    Meraki

                                       by

                               Ghislaine Tinte

Because the definition of this word is to do something with soul, creativity, and love. Putting something of yourself in your work. Writing is very important in my life, without papers and pens I would be definitely die. I even listen to music and create a  happy moments in my head until I got sleep was my escape in this chaotic reality and unfair world. Ever since I was 4 years old I really liked to create a story in my head. It was a perfect world of mine. I can easily make a friends, foods that I wanted to eat, and scenarios that is impossible in real life. I write everywhere I go, parks, malls and even in groceries with my small notebook filled with my bazaar stories, expecting that this all would be true someday when I grew older. Dreaming it to be published so that the whole world would read it and hope my dad read it also because I didn’t really grew up with him. I thought my life back then was a fairy tale, thinking that the world would be good all the time. 

Grew up with full of lies that I thinking all the time was true until I started to go to school, it was fun lots of kids sharing ideas until I got bored and irritated. I write a stories dedicated to my classmates but I didn't share to them because I know they'll get bored and not interested, full of writings with no pictures? let's face it children hates that. Age of 12 I got bullied by my classmates and teachers, every time I go home I am trying to act happy and not affected by it I did not telling my mom that I was getting bullied at school, instead I write stories how bad my day was revenging on my classmates through writings. Maybe I’m just being ignorant back then, when they teased me I think that was all just a joke for them to be happy but then I realized it’s not, I pity them after realizing it. A years passed by, I began to stop making stories thinking that all of this was useless. I ripped off the pages that I wrote, crumpled and burnt it. Not socializing in school instead I doodle on my textbooks for me to entertain myself during break time. 

I lost my passion and peer pressure started to eat me. Become scared growing up with no friends. Age of 14 nothing changed. Everything was all the same. I lived a half of my life being a boring person and not motivated by the things that other would definitely enjoy. But I met this guy that caught my attention, he is kinda attractive the way he talk but he had low self esteem. I always looked his eyes because it is irritating in a way it is attractive I can’t even focus to what I have reading. Until we tag along, sharing memories to each other even our skills and talents. At the age of 17 years old, I forced my self to write stories even poems but still my anger ruled over me. I tried my best to bring back the old me, the old me who had perfect world. 

A world where I can express myself freely. Hoping and begging myself that someday my frustration in writing fades away. Every night I laid down on my bed staring at the ceiling blankly. Hoping that I would get better, wanting to  correct all my mistakes, and overthink it repeatedly. Lots of people came into my life, expecting them to stay and be my inspiration for me to write again. Again I was wrong, they are not always there for me. People come and go they’ve said. They entered your life temporarily and leave for you to understand the lesson with the memories that they have shared with you. At the age of 18 I decided to explore new things, for me to be happy again. But still I’m clueless of what I have been doing. I tried to write a stories every time I cry, weird right? I download stories online and read it to feed my brain with new fresh ideas. 

Trying to socialize even I stutter in front of them I wanted to change everything. Until now I am trying to improve myself, promising myself that I would get better and start writing stories. Until I got inspired by my teacher to write again she is the only person I look up to right now. I know my writings are still messed up but still I am trying my best. Through writing this is where I can only express my feelings because I am not good at communicating or talking about my feelings orally. My heart felt happy when I saw our 4 minute play script I did not expect we’ve got the perfect score, I was hungry back then when we are giving ideas until I got really irritated because my stomach can’t stop making weird sounds I decided to plot the whole story thankfully my co members understand what I am saying. 

I think that would be the best activity I have ever made in my entire life and I am now satisfied. The guy that I have met when I’m 14 years old, still giving me happiness in my life right now. He also the reason why I am inspired to write again. I am writing a poems about him but I didn’t want to show him it’s kinda dumb of mine but I decided not to I think it is not the right time cause I dillydally things, I am pro at procrastination.

Once again I want to thank you ma’am for giving me hope in writing I really love how you teach us in class I hope you continue to inspired other students or your students, I truly appreciate you ma’am.

credits to pinterest

#creativewriting

[thegreatallanquatermain]

Sechs, Drugs & Rock ‘n Roll, Chapter 2 - Making New Friends and Even Newer Enemies

International Summer University (ISU) at the Philipps-Universitaet Marburg promised to be a brutal four weeks of course work and German language education. As a lazy fat-lard, that’s obviously not my plan at all. The school work for the first week saw an introduction of the German language, which is remarkably not Afrikaans, despite how hard I want it to be, and Middle Eastern Economics. Our Economics class was meant to involve a proper introduction to economic concepts, and applying them to various Middle eastern countries. Luckily for all involved, our teacher, Selini, was a loud Greek woman, who would much rather talk about anything other than economics. I learned a lot about how to barter in Saudi Bazaars, if nothing else.

With the preamble out the way, it is time to introduce the cast. First, we have the Kentuckian cousins, Heather “The Two-Drink Dynamo” and Evan “Everything is Awesome.” I met Dynamo and Awesome on the opening night, when I blatantly ignored them because I was too interested in the dude screaming ‘Make America Great Again’ while beating his chest. Then there are the Canadians, Meagan, the history-buff who recently introduced me to the magic of The Last Saskatchewan Pirate, and Devynn “The Bard,” whose musical prowess is something to behold. Saskatoon Pirate and The Bard were full of magical stories of the Frozen Hellscape of Saskatchewan. It actually sounds like a lovely place, but “Frozen Hellscape” gives off a certain emotional response that I don’t often get to express. Next there is Hailey “The Future Princess” from Texas. Princess will eventually be tasked with the cyber security of the USA, so good luck to them. Then there is Slim-Shady, who never gave his real name during any introductions, or his parents really like Eminem. Finally, we have Batool. Initially I was going to refer to Batool as a wizened vizier from Jordan. Then I found out that Batool means “Boy-Virgin” in Arabic, which sort of overshadows everything else.

I am a man of routine. I find comfort in doing a similar thing every day, every week. Now that may sound boring, but when your routine involves going to the bar every evening, there is always the chance for a few misadventures. The Max Kade Centre, or MKC, was a student centre in the middle of all the dorms in the Studentendorf, which featured a fully stocked bar. Now, if that wasn’t already the best news, you could buy beer using your library card. Germany is a wonderful place. The MKC is a very important setting for many parts of our adventure. This is where we did most of our bonding every evening, usually featuring Dynamo partying hard, telling us all she loved us so much, and then I’d walk her back to her room some time before midnight.

When the weekend finally came around, it was time to up the ante. Friday night, we decided we would all go out for a quick bite to eat, grab a beer, and head home so we are fresh for an excursion to Frankfurt in the morning. Then we bumped into Selini and everything started going rapidly downhill. I was not expecting my 37-year-old economics teacher to so easily put our team of millennials to shame. We found a small bar full of locals, and very quietly proceeded to barely do any partying. Awesome was already maggotted and was professing his love to everyone and everything that crossed his path, Slim-Shady had never touched ethanol of any concentration before, and Dynamo and I were trying to find ways to make Selini not think we were the obvious pile of dorks she saw before her. After regaling us about tales of her very recent trip to Greece, where she spent her time drinking Jägermeister, and generally being a badass, she admitted she was a little bored, and left us to stagger back home.

I did not know what to expect when going to Frankfurt. I should have noticed something was going to go down when a pair of old-man cyclists were spending their morning train ride into the city taking shots of spirits every few minutes. When we eventually met up with our tour guide outside the Frankfurt train station, he warned us all that we were going to be passing through the red-light district. It was 9:00am, and we were all adults, what could there possible be that could shock us? Dudes shooting heroine on the side of the road is the answer to that question, apparently. Then, outside a mass of brothels, our guide dropped the oh so subtle joke that “this is where the bankers come for their lunch break when they want something to eat that isn’t food.” Real classy, guy.

As our tour progressed, I became actively concerned for our guide. After every stop his entire torso was just getting wetter, and he was being forced to unbutton more of his shirt’s buttons. If the incredible melting-man was enough, I also got stung by a wasp, the bastard! Melting-Man seemed very passionate about his town. He had grown up in Frankfurt, and was always interested in pointing out the history of his city, and how it was functionally rebuilt after World War II due to the heavy bombing by the Allies. Then there was the food, which Melting-Man could not recommend enough. I tried some. It was fine.

We said goodbye to Melting-Man, and jumped onto yet another guided tour. This one was a boat tour down the river to experience all the sites of Frankfurt. Unfortunately, I was not entirely sure what was going on, seeing as it was mostly in German, and we had bought a bottle of wine to drink while we floated down river. Selini sat in the background cheering us on as we were finally doing something other than embarrassing our families with our crippling lameness.

Every good story needs a villain, but unfortunately most of the students in the ISU are awesome people, so I have chosen to unfairly villainise the Canadian student, Ehsan, for the evils he would commit. After our boat ride, we were given some time in Frankfurt to wonder by ourselves, but we had to be aware that trains only came once every two hours. The initial game plan was to quickly grab lunch, and slowly wander toward the train station before going home. Except, Ass-an could not agree on a place to eat. No matter where we went, it would not be up to his standards. For some reason, he was adamant on eating Mexican food, despite the fact we were in the middle of Germany, nothing would satiate him, unless it was a Taco or Burrito. Even our epic adventure up the world’s largest escalator was not enough to lighten his mood. It got to the point where we had circumnavigated the entire bloody city, over and over again. Eventually, even Ass-an was too tired to argue about eating at the upcoming dingy German bar, just off the red-light district. Exhausted, we sat down, looked at the menu, then immediately got up, because we were about to miss our train.

Back in Marburg it was finally our opportunity to get some food. Döner is a national favourite, a greasy meat filled pita bread, and you can find the appropriate delis everywhere in town. Yet, for some reason, Ass-an thought it would be best for us to walk to the other end of town for a subpar sandwich. They didn’t even have beer. It was sacrilege. On our way back to the Studentendorf, we passed four other döner shops, each of which promised beer. We did not speak to Ass-an again for a while after that.

To end this day of exhaustion and hardship, The Bard, Saskatoon Pirate, Slim-Shady, Dynamo and I decided we’d walk down one enormous hill, and up yet another enormous hill to get to Marburg Castle. Surprisingly, few others wished to join us on our adventure to the lightly illuminated visage, looming over the darkened Medieval city. We were expecting a hard trek, that would probably take us almost an hour to get to the Castle. It didn’t quite turn out that way. I brought a six-pack, which I coilly managed to convince everyone else to carry to the castle, and Slim-Shady and I began to sing camp songs. Except I never went to a traditional camp, I went to a camp full of drunken Australians who were soon to enter University, so you could say our songs were a little less than traditional. Unfortunately I have been asked to remove these inflammatory lyrics, because it was offensive to necrophiliacs, or something. Okay, in retrospect, I can probably see the issue.

These songs did not go down as well as I’d hoped. Still, we marched for a good twenty minutes up a slight incline, taking multiple breaks, before we finally reached the tower. We cracked some coldish beers, and admired the view. For about 30 seconds before the sky was lit up by giant bolts of lightning. All of a sudden, we were heading back down the mountain. Slim-Shady and I decided to try a different approach, this time singing Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody. For some reason, not even that was appreciated. I was starting to think maybe The Bard might feel intimidated by individuals whose musical skill could rival her own.

#marburg #germany #frankfurt #travel

[moodymonkee]

Shampoo

I’ve been out of shampoo for nearly a week. 

But even the thought of going to get more is exhausting. 

So I’ve been using body wash on my hair instead. 

One would think that, since both the body wash and the shampoo are entirely natural, made by the same brand, and have most of the same ingredients, there wouldn’t really be any difference when using body wash as shampoo. 

But there is a difference, apparently. My hair is all greasy now. 

My hair has always been something of a personal trademark. It gets me noticed. People remember me because of it. It’s the one thing about myself that has never made me feel self-conscious.

Even so, I can’t muster up the energy to leave the house, let alone the trek to the store.

Intellectually, I am fully aware that I should go outside every day and spend time in the sun. I know it helps me to feel better, even if I don’t actually go anywhere. I have a nice patio and the weather is usually mild. So there really isn’t any excuse not to give myself a dose of 30 minutes of sunlight a day. 

Despite this knowledge, I spend a lot of the day doing the laundry I haven’t felt up to doing just to avoid the errand - which will also include the replenishment of toothpaste, deodorant, and Coke Zero Sugar.  

Ultimately the remnants of my vanity general disgust with myself overcome the feeling that I’m being ordered out on reconnaissance in a war zone. I throw on something from the pile of clean “stall tactic” laundry and pull a beanie onto my head. 

I pull out of the driveway feeling like my body isn’t really touching anything inside my car. Like I’m just sort of hovering over the seat and the steering wheel. Like a virtual reality game. Or a ghost.

I am only going a mile down the road, but it feels like I am in a foreign country. 

The signs held up by the homeless people at the intersection look like they’re written in another language. The light changes before I comprehend that they say “anything helps”. 

The other cars on the road seem to all be revving their engines and blasting their music. Is it always like this and I just never noticed?

I pull into the parking lot, as do about 15 other cars. I’ve forgotten it’s Christmastime. 

There are people all around my car, some pushing carts full of shopping, small children in tow. Others with phones to their ears as they walk toward the store. People are loading and unloading their own cars with packages and passengers. 

I finally find an open spot that I think will be easy for me to remember. Several generations pile out of the car next to me, even though it looks far too small carry everyone comfortably. 

My brain flashes automatically to the scene from Arrested Development where Tobias tells Maeby to sit on George Michael’s lap.

I head toward the store entrance trying to make a mental note of my point of view of my environment as I do so in case I can’t find my car when I come out.

Immediately outside the store entrance is a cacophony of activity. I feel like I’m moving in slow motion while all around me everyone else scurries and hurries and rushes past. The noise is dizzying.

Bell ringers from the Salvation Army seem to be competing for who can be the most annoying. There are people with folding tables displaying either bird houses or gingerbread houses. I honestly can’t tell which. Other people are waiting in their vehicles for appliances and other paid-for merchandise to be brought to them by store employees, which only adds to the traffic searching for parking spots.

All the carts are stuck together, but I manage to finally wrest one apart with my wet noodle arms. I know the store well enough to know where I need to go to get through this mission quickly and efficiently. But I can’t move anywhere near as fast as I want to. I just want to get my stuff and get out. But I feel like I am underwater. Or in a dream.

Why am I doing this to myself?

Inside the store proper the chaos only gets worse. 

A twangy, country music version of some holiday tune or other blasts through the PA system, interrupted every three minutes or so by an employee calling out for assistance. 

There is a pervasive stench of cigarette smoke coming in from outside.  

Small children full-on scream as they chase each other through the aisles or fight over who gets to sit in the cart.  

Dogs on leashes trot behind carts. Not service dogs. Just dogs of people who think they’re above the law or that rules don’t apply to them. 

I am suddenly emotional. 

I miss my border collie, who I had to say goodbye to on Halloween three years ago. He was 14. I miss him every day, but now more than I ever have. He was my rock. I wasn’t ready to have a dog when I rescued him. He was barely a year old, and I still regret that I wasn’t always a good dog parent to him in those early days. I stand there in the aisle silently begging his sweet soul for forgiveness for the thousandth time.

I suddenly realize that I am roasting. It’s hot in here. This only amplifies the things that are already terribly uncomfortable: the noise, the people, the lights, the odors, the people’s odors. 

I feel like I’m going to throw up. 

But I’m here now so let’s get this over with.

I slog my way through to the products I came for. Fortunately, they are all within a couple of aisles of each other. 

Oh, nice. BOGO on toothpaste. I toss my preferred brand of deodorant into the wonky cart hoping it doesn’t draw attention to what I’m now convinced is my own nausea stink. I am sweating and worry that it makes me look like a junkie.

In less than five minutes I have everything I came for. I head toward the checkout. Oh boy...

My only goal right now is to make it to the self-checkout. The safe zone. It’s all the way at the other end of the store from where I am. 

There seem to be queues of people everywhere, but it’s hard to tell what they’re queueing up for, exactly. Apart from the longest one which is for the lone register at the pharmacy. The others are nowhere near any checkout area. 

I see now that they are groups of people rifling through bins of extremely marked-down products like DVDs and phone chargers. And those strange little stocking stuffer items you only ever see at school Christmas bazaars. 

I start to feel claustrophobic. These people are blocking my way no matter which way I go. 

In spite of this, my brain still marvels at the innumerable products Disney unabashedly licenses Star Wars to. I pass shelves and end caps with tippy cups for babies, travel mugs for grown-ups, pajamas for the whole family, and even electric razors. All have some sort of Darth Vader, Storm Trooper, Luke Skywalker, or simply the original Star Wars logo.  

I am grateful that the line for the self-checkout appears to be moving rapidly. But having to stand in one place so close to so many total strangers with metal carts all around me is giving me a mild panic attack. 

I begin stepping quietly back and forth, shifting my weight from my left foot to my right, just to take my mind off of it, fully cognizant of the number of times it has been suggested to me that I am “on the spectrum”. 

Attention diverted, a new wave of nausea hits me, thanks to the fresh cloud of cigarette smoke pouring in from outside mixed with the stale odors emanating from the “hot food” displays right next to the checkout. 

Though it’s probably been less than five minutes, it feels like an hour when it’s finally my turn. I complete my purchase in less than a minute. This earns me a literal thumbs up from the employee overseeing the self-checkout area as I pass her, an older Japanese-American woman with her hair up in what I think used to be called a beehive.

It is comparatively refreshing outside, in spite of the increase in traffic and pedestrians. I feel better immediately. I am even able to make it straight to my car without any confusion. 

The drive home is also far better knowing that I have no further obligations. I pull into the driveway. Relief. I am safe.

I have microwave popcorn for dinner.