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paixaorpg2011-10-31 04:54 pm
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I’ll Stay Tonight If It’ll Make You Feel Alright [Completed]
Character(s): Woody and Tinkerbell
Content: After finding out Tinkerbell was having a nightmare too, Woody goes to comfort her.
Setting: Sora’s Room
Time: Nighttime
Warnings: Bits of angst and heck of lot of cuteness
A sigh escaped from Woody’s plastic lips, as he got down from the windowsill in the living room. He was staring out that window for a while, it was just moments ago did he wake up from another nightmare. He’s been having too many recently, and it’s been keeping him up all night. If one were to talk to Woody, they could tell he was tired, certainly by the sound of his cracked voice. Though he tried his very best to hide it anyway, he didn’t want anyone worrying about him. After all he still has his reputation and there are those who still might look up to him. If they see him weak or worn, it would create some problems.
Woody made his way back into Sora’s room, trying his best not to wake the kid up if he was still sleeping, he sneaked in ever so slightly. Climbing into the basket, he turned his attention to the rope as he looked up to where Tinkerbell was, and began to pull the rope so the basket would lift itself upward on the pully-system. He called out in a half-whisper up to Tinkerbell, “Hey! Tink! It’s me Woody! I’m comin’ up.”
Content: After finding out Tinkerbell was having a nightmare too, Woody goes to comfort her.
Setting: Sora’s Room
Time: Nighttime
Warnings: Bits of angst and heck of lot of cuteness
A sigh escaped from Woody’s plastic lips, as he got down from the windowsill in the living room. He was staring out that window for a while, it was just moments ago did he wake up from another nightmare. He’s been having too many recently, and it’s been keeping him up all night. If one were to talk to Woody, they could tell he was tired, certainly by the sound of his cracked voice. Though he tried his very best to hide it anyway, he didn’t want anyone worrying about him. After all he still has his reputation and there are those who still might look up to him. If they see him weak or worn, it would create some problems.
Woody made his way back into Sora’s room, trying his best not to wake the kid up if he was still sleeping, he sneaked in ever so slightly. Climbing into the basket, he turned his attention to the rope as he looked up to where Tinkerbell was, and began to pull the rope so the basket would lift itself upward on the pully-system. He called out in a half-whisper up to Tinkerbell, “Hey! Tink! It’s me Woody! I’m comin’ up.”
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"But that's okay. I don't think anyone really is...not after nightmares like that." She turned away and half-skipped, half-flew over to her little make-shift vanity made out of a small compact mirror and a walnut shell. She lifted up a little glass bead the color of bright summer grass before joining Woody again.
"I found this before all the snow started...I kept it because it reminds me of Peter." Tink laughed a little sheepishly, smiling down at it. "Sometimes I take it out and look at it at night, wondering where he is and if he even knows I'm gone." She paused before folding the little bead over her heart, eyes closed. "I think...our true memories of our friends will help keep the nightmares powerless."