Chapter 4~
Letting herself quietly in to her house, Cossette hurries up the stairs to her room. The butterflies haven’t gone back to bed yet, and they are flapping wildly in her stomach. The thought of Fin’s pirate smile adds an extra beat to her heart. He almost kissed me…. I thought he was going too! He almost kissed me! In her slippered feet she does a little twirl and her dark purple skirt billows out around her. A giggle escapes from her lips as she opens her bedroom door. Quickly slipping into her night gown and snuggling under the covers, as she closes her eyes, a thunderous bash of noise startles her. A flash of light shines through her curtains. A storm this late in the season? Another crash of thunder is followed by a timid knock.
“Cosy?”
Out of bed and to the door she opens it to see wide eyed fearful Callabear standing there, thumb in his mouth quivering. A taller dark shadow hangs back.
“I don’t like thunder either Calla.” Cossette scoops up the little toddler and holds him like a baby. Tucking him into bed with her she holds him close and strokes his baby soft hair as his trembling begins to slow.
“I don’t like the noise Cosy. Can you turn it off?”
“I can’t Bear, but you can sleep here with me tonight, ok?”
Nodding his head he snuggles close. Another knock on her partly open door.
“Come on in Coal, bring Lib with you.”
The two older boys, about seven and ten to Fin’s estimation, walk in.
“Come on, you can keep me and Bear company. We don’t like storms.”
With a responsibility to take care of Callabear and Cossette in mind, Lib climbs up into bed and plops down next to Cos.
“There’s still room Coal if you want to join us.”
“No that’s ok.” Coal drags a rocking chair close to the bed and sits down, pulling his knees to his chest. As Calla’s heart quickens with the next beat of the far away drum, an idea pops into Cossette’s head.
“You guys have had storms living with Fin right?” Slow head shakes all around. “Well you know what Fin does when there’s a storm! We will tell a story, I’ll go first. And when you hear a loud drum beat in the music again, my turn is over and Calla you add another piece to the story. And so on. Make sense?”
“But Cosy we don’t have any music.”
“Don’t you hear it? Listen close, there’s a dancer on the roof tap dancing to the beat quite quickly. There that big bang? That’s the drum beat. And that whooshing sound is a wind pipe. Fin has a wind pipe, it’s like a flute except makes a more deep sound when you blow into the top.”
Coal keeps his face straight, uninterested but still slightly apprehensive.
“I hear it Cosy! It’s beautiful.”
“Isn’t, Lib? It’s my favorite song. Ready to begin our game then? I’ll start. All good stories start the exact same way. Once upon a time, in a far off kingdom, there was a Forest Fairy and a Lost Boy. Except the Lost Boy wasn’t a boy anymore, he had grown up into an adult. The Forest Fairy and the Lost non-Boy were very good friends. They took care of the forest animals. There were only three forest animals.” A low rumble breaks the tap tap of the dancer on the tin roof.
“My turn! Ok so there was one raccoon named, um Lintin and a squirrel named CalBin and a uh…”
“A pig named Cowin!” Fits of laughter took in, even a small smile crossed Coal’s lips at Lib’s teasing. Another rumble.
“The Forest Fairy and Lost non-Boy loved the three animals, even the pig even though he could be grouchy sometimes.” A giggle from Calla broke into Lib’s story. “The Forest Fairy lived in a treehouse and the Lost non-Boy lived in the tree with the three forest animals” A deep boom cut the air.
“The Fairy and non-Boy liked each other, that mushy gushy kind of like. But they wouldn’t tell each other cuz they were wusses. But one day the non-Boy asked the loyal pig Cowin to give the Fairy a note. You see the non-Boy’s heart still hurt from sad days a while back. But he didn’t want to lose the Fairy. A lot of guys liked her because she was very pretty and kind.” Rumble rumble.
“But above all that silly like, the Fairy and non-Boy loved and took care of those animals very very well. Because those animals taught the Fairy how to love again. You see the Fairy’s parents had died and left her all alone when she was just 15. And the animals showed her it’s ok to love.”
By now no one is paying attention to the thunder and lightning, and is soly focused on Cossette as she tried to change the plot.
“Well the animals taught non-Boy how to sing like the birds! They taught him all kinds of bird sounds. Sounds that were taught to them by their sky parents.”
“What’s a sky parent Call?” Coal asks suspiciously.
“I don’t know, but it sounds cool.”
“What happens next?”
“Oh um the five of them go to the top of the mountain and live there in the snow!”
“That’s a good idea Call! Lib what did they do in the snow?”
A big yawn is Libtree’s first answer. “Well they build snowpeople! And have a snowpeople wedding! The snow Fairy queen and the snow Lost man king.”
By this time Cossette and the boys are all laughing. But she couldn’t get that day when the five of them had gone swimming and Fin had shook his head like a dog sending water droplets everywhere as his ear length dark brown hair hung flat and heavy by the water. His toned chest and strong arms that threw Calla in the air and easily caught him. Those arms that tossed reluctant Coal into the water. Those arms that had dunked Cossette under. Those arms that held her close mere hours ago. Cos misses him. Really misses him. And wishes he was there for the story.
“And the snow family and the crazy animal fairy Lost family lived happily ever after!”
“How’d you know all stories end like that Coal?” Cossette is pulled out of her dream land and realizes she missed the end of the story as well.
“That’s how Fin always ends his. Oh look Calla’s asleep.” Coal looks over at his baby brother.
“And the storm passed.” Another yawn from Lib.
“And I think that yawn means bed time. Come on under the covers with both of you.”
Snuggling in her big bed like the boys are used too, everyone quickly fell into dream land