Cookies for Miranda

*Devika humming quietly as she puts away dishes*


Devika: Hey you! No touching! Those cookies are for Miranda.

Birdie: GAH! You DO have eyes in the back of your head! Sheesh!


Birdie: Besides, it's a well known fact that Miranda hates Christmas, so she's going to hate Christmas cookies too.


Devika: She may hate Christmas.


Devika: But NO ONE hates Christmas cookies!


*knocking on door*

Birdie: Well, there's your Christmas hater now. It's a pretty sad waste of Christmas cookies, if you ask me.




Devika: Oh, Birdie. Have some of the ladybug cookies on the counter instead. They're tasty too.


Birdie: Ah... alone at last. Don't worry, little Christmas cookies, I'll save you.


Devika: Here, take your coat off. Oh! And see the tree? We decorated it just last night.

Miranda: Yep. Wow. Magical.


*girls upstairs giggling and laughing*

Miranda: What are the girls doing up there?

Devika: Dunno, but it sounds like they're having fun. Fahren had a friend over. I'm sure they're all just playing nicely.


Devika: So... I know you hate Christmas, but how do you feel about yummy Christmas cookies?

Miranda: Hate 'em. They make my mouth itch. Maybe I'm allergic to Christmas cheer or something. Why?


Devika: Well, I uh... um.... oh! Well good! Because I didn't make Christmas cookies! Just fooling! Ha. Um...


Devika: Instead I made you these delicious ladybug cookies. No ladybug allergies, right?

Miranda: Nope, sounds wonderful.


Miranda: So what did you want to see me about anyway? Misha said you wanted me to come visit right away.

Devika: Since when do I have to have a reason to want to see my best friend? *nervous giggle*

(meanwhile, back at Miranda and Misha's house)


Misha: Thanks for your help, Lon. I couldn't have gotten this done so quickly without you. Devika's promised to keep Miri there until dark, but we're going to be done in plenty of time anyway!

Lon: Uh, no problem. But doesn't Miranda HATE Christmas? Is she really going to like this?


Misha: Nah, no one REALLY hates Christmas. I think she's going to be so happy and surprised when she gets home!

Lon: Well, I do think she'll be surprised....

(*later that evening*)


Miranda: Christmas lights. On my house. ON MY HOUSE!!! Imgonnakillthatfox!!!


Miranda: Grrrrrrrrr. Christmas.

Snow Day!

Most of the state has declared it a "Snow Day" today. Schools are closed. Businesses too.

Even though I told the girls the snow was really, really deep, they wanted to try sledding anyway.

Higgins looks less than impressed. Poor puppy.

Hopefully this is the first of many new blog entries to come. Sorry for the long pause, there. :)

First Day for Prudence

Calla: Hey, Lenore. Almost ready?

Lenore: Yeah... I can't decide how to do my hair for such an important photo.


Calla: It's just the class photo for this year.

Lenore: Yes, but when I'm President of the Fae World, they'll look back and say "See, here she was when she was just in school." That makes it important.

Higgins: *whine*


Calla: What's wrong, Higgins?

Higgins: WOOF!

Calla: OH!



Calla: I'm going to go feed Higgins.

Lenore: Okay.

Calla: Don't forget to feed Spot, or when you're President they'll say you were mean to your doggie.

Lenore: *snort*


Lenore: "Mean to my doggie" she's funny, that one.


Lenore: But will they say "Our President was lovely in butterfly barrettes?" *sigh*


Lenore: Hmm... well maybe the butterflies...

Prudence: Hello?


Lenore: Oh hi, Prudence!


Lenore: You look GREAT! Nice to see you in something other than black.

Prudence: Thank you.


Lenore: Do you want me to do your hair?

Prudence: Oh. I did it wrong?

Lenore: No, not at all.


Lenore: But we have a lot of different hair clippies and barrettes and things, and it's the class picture and all that.

Prudence: Oh, um...


Lenore: It's okay, your pony tail looks nice if you like it that way. You should think about stockings too.

Prudence: These are all I have. And my gray ones.


Lenore: Nah, we all share. Miss Simona and Ahma said we can wear whatever socks and shoes we want, so we have a whole bunch of options. They're here, in this second drawer.

Prudence: And I can...


Lenore: Sure! Even stuffy Louisa is getting into the spirit of things. See?


Louisa: Aren't they lovely? I feel like dancing!


Prudence: We won't get into trouble?

Lenore: Nope, this is what we're supposed to do. Ahma says it lets us show our "creative" side.

Calla: Yeah, I feel more creative in pink sneakers. Oh, and I have some shoes that would be perfect for you, Prudence!

Prudence: Really?

Louisa: Do you want us to do your hair, Prudence?

Prudence: Uh... sure... thank you.

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The Class Photo
Sidhe Bheag Academy
2009 - 2010

Back to School

Louisa: That was really a fun hike! Ahma sure knows a lot about nature stuff.

Lenore: It was. Though, I'm glad we got back before the rain started.


Calla: What are you guys going to do now?

Louisa: I thought I'd write a thank you note to Mr. CJ for the bunk beds. They're really comfy.


Louisa: I've been meaning to, but it's been a busy summer.

Calla: OH! That sounds like a great idea! Can I do that too?

Louisa: Sure. Let me get my writing tablet.

Lenore: I've got one here.

Prudence: *gasp*


Prudence: OH!

Girls: What's wrong, Prudence? Are you okay?


Prudence: There's a school uniform on my bed. It wasn't here when I left.


Louisa: Yeah! Miss Simona put it up there for you.

Prudence: Oh, am I to wash it for someone?

Louisa: No, silly! *laughing*


Lenore: No, it's for you, Prudence. It's yours.


Prudence: Mine? But.... why?


Lenore: School will be starting for us in a couple of weeks. And... May I join you up there to continue this conversation, please?

Prudence: Uh, sure.


Lenore: I love having an upper bunk, don't you?

Prudence: I like having a bunk I don't have to share. But it is quite nice up here.


Lenore: You had to share your bunk at Bleakwood?

Prudence: Yeah.

Lenore: Did you have a school uniform while you were there?



Prudence: No... I mean, I had a uniform: black dress, gray tights. But I wasn't allowed in the school. I was just the cleaning girl. Well, I went in at night, after all the girls were done with their learning, and cleaned the floors and the board and everything.


Lenore: I see. Well, things here are going to be different, then. You will be attending classes with Calla and Louisa and myself. And this is your uniform. We are expected to wear the shirt and tie and skirt for class, but Miss Simona and Miss Ahma have decided that we may wear whatever socks or tights, and shoes we want!


Prudence: My uniform? Really? It's mine?

Lenore: Yep, you're one of the school girls here now, Prudence. Just like the rest of us.


Prudence: Just like the rest... wow.