Don't Be Afraid To Be Who You Are - Auradon Side

[missrecalled_mods]

The Rain Rain Rain Came Down Down Down

Just over a week after the Isle visit people would find themselves drawn outside. The reason might vary, it was a lovely day and the air had the sweet scent of spring. It was the first truly warm day, and perhaps that was it. But for whatever reason everyone, or nearly everyone, found themselves outside and then drifted peacefully off to sleep.

As they slept a gentle rain came down upon them, soft enough to wake only those in a cursed sleep. The water not only broke dark spells and curses on the people the rain touched but for some people it brought a very different sort of transformation.

A number of the Missrecalled might find themselves awakening older than they had been when they fell asleep. Some of them might awaken with all their older self's memories, or maybe those would come with time, or maybe the memories would need more help to return. But when everyone awoke with a light dew on their faces and clothes, some people would be in for quite the surprise....

Gift In Time Gift In Time Nary A Reason Nary A Rhyme Gift In Time!

After the odd outdoor nap, many might wish to head into their rooms to get changed and freshen up. Or maybe they wouldn't go back to their room for a while, but when they did they would find a gift on their beds waiting for them....

Comments

[papillion_de_resistance]

"Well you can rest assured that I won't require any such justifications from you or from any version of Adrien, should one actually arrive," he said. "Though I'm not your biological father, you're still my sons, and deserve to be treated as such, not as commodities."

[death_from_above]

"Even... even though you have no memories of me and... and I'm not really... your son?" he asked, softly.

[papillion_de_resistance]

"Garfield," he said, "I may not be your biological father, but you are my son. And as for lacking memories... well, we can work on that here, can't we?"

[death_from_above]

"I.... I honestly don't know what to do with that," he admitted. "I... I mean.. I know other people with dads who..." he cut himself off. "But... I don't know what it is like having one," he mumbled.

[papillion_de_resistance]

Gabriel smiled. "Well, we'll both have a bit of a learning curve then," he said. "For now, how about we stick with something simple; breakfast. Thankfully prepared by Malia and not me."

He got to his feet with a bit of effort, then once again offered Garfield a hand up. "As talented as I am with a needle and thread, I'm not nearly so skilled with a skillet and saucepan. I made pancakes for your mother once, not long after we were married; she took one bite, then made me promise to never do it again."

[death_from_above]

He took the hand and got up carefully. "Too bad Sanji isn't here... he makes good food. Adrien makes good sushi though..." he said, so unsure.

[papillion_de_resistance]

Gabriel took the DVD from the desk, then stepped aside slightly so Garfield could more easily get at the tray, or sit at the desk to eat if he wanted. "Sanji is a friend of yours, I take it?", he said. "Is this in Paris, or this... chaos world you mentioned?"

[death_from_above]

"The chaos world, and he was more of a friend of Spark and Adrien's, but I heard a lot about him."

[papillion_de_resistance]

"What was it like there?", he said. "Beyond 'chaotic', that is."

[death_from_above]

"I mean, that is the best world since everything worked on chaos energy. The um... Well, the Storms were a lot more intense than the weirdnesses here or on the Train."

[papillion_de_resistance]

"'Storms?", he said. "I'm guessing that doesn't simply refer to rough weather, if they're more intense than the... unusual effects this place as had."

[death_from_above]

"Chaos storms. They made things weird. Like one time Adrien's bodyguard who was a friend of ours, she was our sister in some weird alternate reality where we were homeless. Except you. And you welcomed Adrien back but didn't seem to even see her or me. Then there was another storm where I had a tail and extra arms and I could breathe underwater. There was one where Mom was..." a swallow. "Mom was alive but out of town, and Adrien and I went to a private school you taught at, and at the prom I got sliced up by a bad guy who... actually came back after the Storm ended. Each storm lasted about a week and we all thought they were reality when trapped in them. But after the end of the week we became ourselves again, remembering everything. And sometimes something was there after from the storm. Also there were dolls. Almost every month. Of people who had left, or people who just arrived."

[papillion_de_resistance]

He hesitated slightly, but rested what he hoped was a reassuring hand on Garfield's shoulder as he recounted the effects of the 'Chaos storms'. He opted not to think too deeply on the implications of them himself, at least right then, lest he get emotional himself; right now, Garfield needed someone steady and stable.

"Well those certainly do sound... chaotic," he said a bit awkwardly. "So I suppose the name fits. " He looked back at the plush toys on the shelf. "I'm guessing these are the dolls you mentioned?"

[death_from_above]

He nodded. "It was... one time there was a plush of Spark and he ran around giving plushies of himself to everyone," he said with a weak chuckle. "But yeah... see there is Adrien, and Nino, and Alya, and the Doctor. And the Doctor. And the Doctor. And the Doctor..."