Hey guys, Lucky Wing here! Good morning/afternoon/evening/tomorrow everyone! How are you guys doing?! Good, good. How am I? Oh, I’m absolutely terrible!
I almost didn’t post this tonight. I know, this was supposed be from yesterday, but I’ve been sick at home with a painful cold. I physically can’t even talk most of the time, which is… Fun. I’ve been in a bit of a blue funk anyways, I didn’t feel like, well, anyone read this it cared. Yeah, I’ve been feeling down, like I said. I’m honestly lucky I have people like you that’s got my back. I got an uplifting comment and it helped a lot. Comments are a beautiful thing that are honestly very helpful. If you ever feel like helping me, there you go. So, let’s hop to it!
So this is the Christmas Caroling story, AtV, ‘set’ in when I had a voice. It was fun! Hope you enjoy!
Day 5, Caroling
Dr Hare: I’ll get it. *Opens door*
E: *standing there, holding a bunch of papers, wearing her hat and beaming* Merry Christmas!
Dr Hare: Um, thanks? What’s up?
E: I wanna go caroling!
Black Widow: *Puts down newspaper* No.
E: Oh come on! My youth group isn’t doing it #Ever and I wanna go sing at people!
Black Widow: Why can’t you go alone?
E: Because A: you’re not supposed to do it that way and B: I can’t sing. I need people to drown me out.
Dr Hare: E, your voice is fine.
E: *sighs* Not really. I don’t sound like I’m dying, but I sure don’t sound good.
Dr Hare: El…
E: I don’t. Sorry. But I like singing, so… yeah! I make sense. You guys wanna come carol with me?
Dr Hare: Um…. sure?
Black Widow: No.
Binary Bard: What?
E: AWESOME Where the flip is D.
Black Widow: I still have no idea.
E: I haven’t seen him for weeks! Where is he?!
Binary Bard: Well… He showed up last week for a Q, but he just hasn’t been around.
E: He wouldn’t… no flippin’ way… Could he have… Whoa.
Dr Hare: What?
E: Oh, nothing! *Giggles* Oh gosh… I’ll tell you guys later. So… Let’s do this!
Black Widow: *sighs* I’ll get ready. *Walks off*
Binary Bard: Same. *Walks off in the other direction*
Poptropica: Me too! *Runs off*
E: Okie dokie then. *Walks over to the couch and sits patiently*
Dr Hare: *Pauses, then walks over and sits next to her* Do you want me to go with?
E: Of course! Why wouldn’t I?! *Pulls a guitar case from next to the couch*
Dr Hare: Well… It’s just… I don’t really sing, so…
E: I’d bet money you sound amazing.
Dr Hare: I wouldn’t.
E: *opens case and pulls out guitar* Eh, if you really wanna think low about it, stick with be, I’ll try and play the guitar loud enough to drown me out. *strums it* I’m kinda out of practice, but bring it on!
Dr Hare: How are you this confident?
E: I’m not.
Dr Hare: Then how…
E: Uh, false confidence I guess? I don’t really have any self esteem to lose, sot I guess there’s that. I just like being happy.
Dr Hare: You don’t have any self esteem?
E: Not really.
Dr Hare: Well, why not?
Dr Hare: Wow.
Dr Hare: But… doesn’t anyone tell you nice things to make you feel better?
E: Eh, occasionally. It helps a little, but I just haven’t ever had a real self esteem. It doesn’t really show most of the time, but sometimes… *sighs* Eh, it’s fine.
Dr Hare: But… that’s not OK. You shouldn’t feel down all the time.
E: Yeah, I know. Whatever, it happens, don’t sweat it.
Dr Hare: But-
Black Widow: *walks back in with a coat on* Ok, here.
Poptropica: *from other room* Momma, where’s my coat?!
E: On the back of the door! What were you saying Harvey?
Dr Hare: Nothing.
E: Oh. Ok.
*10 minutes later*
We tromped down the street, me stumming my guitar. As we knocked at each house, we got a ton of smiles and applause. One family tried to offer us a little money, but I turned them down. (Despite Wid’s objections.) As we finally reached the end of the street, my throat was aching. Binary knocked at the door.
Black Widow: What are we singing?
E: Silent Night sound good?
Binary Bard: Um, I don’t-
*The door opens and an older girl, who looks a lot like E, in a yellow scarf appears*
E: *eyes widen and she stutters* U-um…
Girl: Hello. What are you here for?
Dr Hare: El?
E: *visibly shaken* Right! Carols! *Strums guitar and sings* Stille Nacht… Heil’ge Nacht…
Black Widow: Is that German?
E: I don’t know anymore!
Girl: Um, may I help you?
Black Widow: Yes, apparently we don’t know music.
E: I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! We’ll go! Sorry for disturbing you!
Dr Hare: But-
E: *walks away quickly*
Binary Bard: Uh, sorry, I guess.
Girl: *confused* It’s fine.
*E ducks behind a nearby wall, breathing shakily*
Dr Hare: El? Are you OK?
E: I’m fine…. You?
Dr Hare: I’m… I’m fine. Did you recognize that girl?
E: *puts hands to head* I.. yeah, I did.
Dr Hare: Who was it?
E: I… Oh gosh, please, I can’t talk now.
Dr Hare: *pauses* Would you like a hug?
E: Sweet glory yes, I would love a hug.
Dr Hare: *hugs her* It’s going to be OK.
E: I hope so… Did you figure out the dimensional thing?
Dr Hare: I… Sort of. I’ll tell you about it later, you’ve got enough on your plate.
E: I’m fine…
Dr Hare: It’s fine, I will tell you later. You gonna be OK?
Dr Hare: Ok, good. Do we just need to go home?
E: *coughs weakly* Yeah, I just… I don’t…
Dr Hare: If you don’t want to talk about it right now, that’s fine.
E: Thank you. *Pulls away, embarrassed* Sorry…
Dr Hare: It’s ok El. Seriously, it’s fine.
E: Yeah, El losing it and singing German is fine.
Dr Hare: I liked it.
E: You did?
Dr Have: Yeah.
E: But why?
Dr Hare: You have a nice voice!
E: Not really. Your’s is so much better.
Dr Hare: No, I’m not.
E: Harvey, you sound like amazing. You sound like an angel.
Dr Hare: No, I really don’t.
E: Please Harvey. You do.
Dr Hare: I really don’t.
E: You really do.
Dr Hare: We should head back, are you gonna be Ok?
*They walk out and look around*
Dr Hare: Where are they?
E: I dunno. *Pulls out phone and taps on it* Uh… They went home, apparently.
Dr Hare: Ditchers.
E: *hoarsely* Yeah, pretty much.
Dr Hare: Are you losing your voice?
E: Guess so.
Dr Hare: *puts an arm around her* Come on, let’s get you to the apartment.
E: That’d be good.
We walked back to the apartment, talking aimlessly. It was a pretty good way to end a day.
(Does anyone recognize the girl? Lemme know if you do.)
Day 6, Snowman ☃️
So, these characters are from my mostly unpublished Rulers of Poptropica stories, (I’m promise I’m working on it!) so these characters may be a bit unfamiliar to you. I’m really sorry, I’ll do what I can, but you’re not going to know most of these characters! And… I can’t really explain? But you should get the story. Now, just like the AtVs, this is after all their adventures. Aka, present day. (Yes, the Rulers of Poptropica stories are in the past. It’s a tad confusing, I’ll cover it later.) So… Just like basically all my work, it’s going to be a bit confusing. So… good luck!
My phone rang. That was odd, I didn’t often get phone calls. I picked it up and looked at the display. An unknown number. Hmm. In spite of this, I answered.
Lucky Wing: Hello?
Garbled Voice: Hello! Lucky!
Lucky Wing: Yes…?
Voice: I need you to… Hang on, what’s today?!
Lucky Wing: December 14th?
Voice: Ok good! Can you do me a favor and make a snowman outside?! Have your friends help you out too!
Lucky Wing: E, is that you?
Voice: Um… no. Can you even call her? It’s like, another freaking dimension!
Lucky Wing: Hello Nice Coyote. How are you.
Voice: Dangit. How’d you know?
Lucky Wing: Trust me, it was obvious. Who’s phone is this?
Nice Coyote: *Sighs* Payphone outside the shop on Counterfeit.
Lucky Wing: *smiles* I see. So what you are saying is… You want to build a snowman with me?
Nice Coyote: Don’t you dare Wing, or so help me-
Lucky Wing: *sings into phone* Do you want to build a snowman?
Nice Coyote: *hangs up, fuming*
I laughed. For the life of me, I did not understand what she had against Frozen. It was a sweet movie and E has brought it for us to watch, but Nice Coyote thought it was too girly for her. It was interesting being friends with a total tomboy like her.
20 minutes later, I was sitting on 24 Carrot, right in front of the farm house. I had asked the farmer before and he had said he didn’t mind. I would have done it in front of the factory, but I had no way of talking to the owners and there was no way I wanted that rabbit mad at me. Or his “assistant.” I saw two shapes trudging towards me in the snow. One was so bundled up in coats that I could barely see her face. The other was only wearing one coat and mittens. I waved to both and they waved back.
Lucky Wing: *Calling over to them* Coyote, you are going to smother your sister, you know that, right?
Nice Coyote: (The one in just the one coat) *calls back* This was her idea!
Neat Berry: (The one who’s layered) Hello Lucky.
Lucky Wing: *smiles* Hi Berry. Where’s the others?
Neat Berry: Visiting family.
Nice Coyote: Shouldn’t you already know that? I mean, come on, you’re dat-
Lucky Wing: *interrupting her* As a matter of fact, I did know that, but I wasn’t sure if Ro went, much less where Cheetah is.
Neat Berry: I’m afraid I’m not sure where she is.
Nice Coyote: That bodes well.
Lucky Wing: Oh hush you. So… *sings lightly* Do you want to build a-
Nice Coyote: AY! *covers ears*
Neat Berry: *Laughs softly* Honestly Coyote…
Nice Coyote: I didn’t like that movie, deal!
Lucky Wing: *laughs* Anyways, shall we?
Nice Coyote: YUS Should we build a mega-huge one?
Neat Berry: Coyote, it’s not a contest…
Lucky Wing: Well, you see… I haven’t built one yet, so….
Nice Coyote: Wait, ever?!
Lucky Wing: Beg pardon?
Neat Berry: You mean you haven’t ever built a snowman?
Lucky Wing: Well… not really.
Nice Coyote: OK, new challenge! We’re going to build Lucky the bestest snowman ever!
Neat Berry: Coyote, that isn’t a word.
Lucky Wing: Coyote’s existence is a mockery of the English Language methinks.
Nice Coyote: Nah, you two are just nerds. Come on Wing, it’s gonna be fun!
Lucky Wing: I have no doubt, but how do we do it?
Nice Coyote: Here, I’ll show you how to start off a section.
She bent down in the snow, which I thought was brave, considering she was wearing jeans, and scooped up a good handful and a half. She packed it down, then started rolling it in the snow.
Nice Coyote: See, this way you get your snow packed on well. This only works well if you have a lot of snow, but still.
Lucky Wing: I see… How many do we need, 3?
Neat Berry: For a classic one. Coyote likes to be… Special.
Nice Coyote: The alien thing was perfect, don’t know why I didn’t win.
Neat Berry: You were 8.
Lucky Wing: *laughs* You two are great.
In no time, we had rolled up 3 balls of snow. Coyote picked one up as if it were Styrofoam.
Nice Coyote: Then, ya know, we stack em. Pretty straight forward there.
Lucky Wing: Erm… I am not that strong.
Nice Coyote: They’re honestly not that heavy.
Neat Berry: Says you.
Nice Coyote: Fiiiiiiiiiiine… *stacks up the snowman* But you guys have to do the decorating.
Lucky Wing: That is fine.
Neat Berry pulled a scarf off out of her pocket and wrapped it around the snowman’s neck. We gave him eyes with some coal that Coyote had brought. (Or created, I had no way of knowing.) I took off my hat and put it on top.
Lucky Wing: I think it looks rather nice.
Nice Coyote: It’s not going to win a weird award, but that’s good, right?
Neat Berry: For you, yes.
Lucky Wing: Anyone else feel like something else should happen here? Such as the snowman comes to life and tries to kill us?
Nice Coyote: I feel like everything should come to life and kill me.
Neat Berry: It’s an unfortunate side effect of a job as an adventurer.
Lucky Wing: I gathered.
WELL OK I AM TIRED NOW I hope you like the mild introduction of two more characters from Rulers of Poptropica. I’m sorry this is out late and 7 and 8 will come out Saturday/tomorrow. Love you all! Lucky Wing signing out, bai guys!
PS: Also, picture I drew on my desk and made digital while I was thinking up the stories. E should not be trusted with a dry erase marker.