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When; March 24; Fairy Tale Day Pt. 1
Rating; PG-like?
Characters; Octavius (

say_yeehaw), & Faye (

glock30)
Summary; So two fairies walk into this maze, and there's this girl...
Log;

Faye wasn't afraid of the dark, not by a long shot. She also wasn't remotely afraid or worried about being in the dark, in a maze by herself. Really. It didn't bother her at all. What did bother her was that her legs were getting tired, her hands sore from bumping along the walls, and she was more than positive she'd run into the same dead end about four times now. Honestly, if it hadn't been for those little trivial problems she would have been fine.

But those problems were problems, and she was starting to think that she'd wander around down here until she passed out from exhaustion or irritation--whichever came first--and then get eaten by giant rats or dripping ghosts or whatever it was that picked off the lady in these stories. Where was that stupid knight anyway? Probably eaten, the idiot.

"Oh, well," she said to no one in particular--or at all, since she was alone--and sat down to stretch her legs across one of the hallways, wondering if you really could make a light from striking rocks together.

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The Roman Fairy wasn't on his way to this maze to be helpful. He wanted one thing, and one thing only; his belt. Thinking about the constant ridicule he recieved for wearing it, he wondered if this whole trip was actually worth it or not.

Octavius squinted in the darkness, looking for Faye. From the distance he and Jed flew, it was obvious she had a while to go before getting out. He smacked his cowboy counter-part on the shoulder and pointed to a dark corner of the maze when he finally spotted her.

Jed was along for the ride, more than anything, really. He didn't have much to gain from this, but Octavius wanted his ~~skirt~~ belt back, so he'd go along if for no other reason then to hang around and annoy the woman.

He glanced over at Octavius as the Roman slapped his shoulder, and his blue eyes lit upon Faye's form over in a corner. Ah. Target spotted.

Faye had always been told that when one sense goes dead, all the others prick up. So when she heard something just off to her left she was instantly on her feet again. Not that it mattered, since she had nothing to fight back with if it was a deformed monster coming to devour her intestines and pick its teeth with her bones.

Then again if it was those two fairy boys looking for that skirt, she didn't want to look like she was afraid or something stupid. In that case, she made sure that her voice was steady when she started yelling. "Hello?! Where are you? Where's my damn light!"

Octavius fluttered down on her shoulder, "Ugh, could you be any louder??" he asked in an irritated tone. "You're not going to get anything you want if you blow my eardrums out."

Octavius lifted a tiny hand to his ears, then looked over to Jed for approval. "I hope you know what you're doing..." he continued, preparing to conjure the poor girl a light.

Jed snickered as he landed, plopping down cross-legged on the woman's other shoulder. "He's raight, yew know, as rare as that is." he stated. "Yew could stand ter be a little less loud." He grinned though, at the Roman's next statement. "I always know wut I'm doin'."

Faye's scowl moved back and forth between the two little creatures before she smirked and yelled, "IS THIS LOUD ENOUGH FOR YOU?"

Satisfied, she shook her shoulders, trying to get them off. If they were going to be so annoying then she wasn't about to give them a free ride. They had a job to do. She was a lady, someone important. Didn't they know that?

"You didn't seem to last night--" Octavius snapped at Jed, but was cut off by the woman's shouting.
"WILL YOU CUT IT OUT?!" the little man yelled back, holding his ears. "Do you want our help or not?!"

Octavius fluttered his wings, moving in front of Faye, "Hmph, let there be light," he said in a very bored monotone. Snapping his fingers, a small rainbow light up the surrounding area.

"OH FOR THE LOVE OF THE GODS!!!" the Roman shouted, "COULD THEY MAKE US ANY MORE GAY?"

Jed only rolled his eyes at the Roman before he winced, slapping his hands over his ears as the woman yelled before he went tumbling off when she shook her shoulders. He caught himself before he hit the ground, fluttering back up near Octavius, looking amused as the Roman as he went about conjuring up a light for her. He started laughing hysterically, however, as the light turned out to be a rainbow.

"Pretty damn gay I'm thinkin'! Must be all yew!" The Cowboy cackled, holding his sides with laughter.

Faye, despite the situation, was not amused. Not only was the light smaller than the palm of her hand, but it also seemed to be a rainbow, which, given the circumstances... well, Faye didn't even need to point the symbols out to herself. The blond one was saying something and laughing, but Faye wasn't paying attention.

She started trying to grab at both of them, which was difficult considering that she couldn't see, for one, and they were smaller and therefore faster. "You call THAT a light?!" she was saying, screeching almost. "Why don't I just close my eyes and pretend I found a light! That would be better!" She thought she had one of them when she went on, saying, "You two are going to get me out of here right now even if it kills you!"

"YOU!" Octavius was too busy trying to hit Jed to pay attention to Faye. He continued to swing at the other fairy mercilessly, until suddenly he was stopped in his tracks by a tug on his cape.

He tried to flutter away, but Faye's grip was too tight. "Fine!!" he told her, grumpily, "Why don't we let brokeback give it a try?!?" he continued, folding his arms in an irritated matter.

Jed laughed as he dodged Octavius's swings and this laughter was only elivated as Faye prevented him from moving any more. He almost resisted the urge to stick his tongue out at the Roman, but then Octavius called him 'brokeback', and he didn't even try to make it nice as he stuck his tongue out at the Roman.

"Fine, fine! Yew jest watch!" And with a wave of his hand, he produced....another rainbow. Granted it was slightly bigger and more brighter than Octavius's but....he turned his head slightly to glare at the Roman.

"Don'. Yew. Say. A. WORD!" he warned through clenched teeth.

"Hm. I'm thinking it means you're gayer than me." he said, arms still crossed.

Faye sighed, letting go of the one with the cape so she could cross her arms over her chest. "Forget getting that skirt of yours," she said, starting to walk forward down the long hallway. "If all you can do is make rainbows and yell at each other then I'm not interested. I'll find the way out myself."

It took a while after Octavius felt himself dropping to start flapping those dreaded wings so that he wouldn't die a crushed, splattered fairy.

"Erk! No! Come back!" he shouted fluttering after her. "We're just...heh heh, you see, warming up? Yes, that's right. Warming up." he winced back at Jed, hoping Faye would give them a second try, and if Jed would really help him out.

Jed only scowled after the two of them, before he moved forward, settling on Faye's shoulder again. "Yeah, warmin' up." he stated, with a roll of his eyes. "Wut he said."

"The first thing you should do is get off of me," Faye replied coldly, shooting both of them looks that hopefully spelled certain death.

She turned to face them, and said, "Now, since I'm feeling charitable here, let's try this again. I'm not asking for a miracle here, guys. Just a way out." Faye tapped her foot expectantly and waited.

The fairy halted and flew in place, glancing to Jed, then to Faye, Jed, Faye, etc.

Find a way out? That wasn't part of the deal. Octavius sighed heavily and folded his arms again.

"Jedediah, I hope you know what you're doing..." he mumbled so that only Jed could hear, "Because I'm not quite sure how to summon anything but rainbows."

Jed pushed himself to his feet, raising an eyebrow at the Roman, before he turned to Faye. "We cain't show yew th' way out. But we c'n give yew light. But--" he grined. "Yew gotta keep us wit yew. Otherwise, th' light will go out." he stated.

Faye hmphed and turned her nose up. "Fine," she said, "like I care. I'm not into specifics. I just don't want to be running around in circles anymore."

She looked between them for a moment before she arched an eyebrow and asked, "So, what, do I hold one of you like a candle or something?"

Octavius shook his head like he knew what he was talking about when Jed mentioned the light, but after Faye's response he took a step back.

There would be no man-handling today. Not by her.

"We have wings," he said, "obviously. But it would be much more comfortably on those shoulders of yours." he continued, giving her a smartass wink.

Jed let out a laugh at the Roman's wink, before he turned to grin back at the woman. "Nope! But yew gotta let us ride wit yew." he said, with a nod. "N' no light till yew agree ter it."

Though they seemed to be endlessly amused, Faye was decidedly unamused. She didn't even think about smiling while they were laughing--most likely at her expense. She didn't like the thought of them on her shoulders either, telling her where to go and what to do. But what choice did she have?

"Fine," she said, throwing her hands up in the air. "But no funny business."

Octavius smirked. He fluttered his tiny wings and perched himself on her left shoulder.

"That's more like it," he said, trying to think how he went wrong with that rainbow-thing.

Jed grinned. "Funneh business? Us? Now, ma'am, yew got th' wrong faries." He fluttered over, settling on her other shoulder. "Now, about tha' light..."

He snapped his fingers and a flashlight materialized in Faye's hand. "Howzat?"

She'd learned a long time ago not to be surprised by stuff like this, but she couldn't help but be a little surprised regardless. With renewed determination, she said, "Funny business or not, I still don't trust you guys."

Faye looked at the light. "And just what am I supposed to do with a light when I don't even know which way I'm facing?"

Octavius sighed. For the skirt, he thought, wait, belt. For the belt.

He fluttered above her head and peered over the maze's walls. "Head to your left," he said, following the maze with his eyes, "You should come to a sort of intersection, you'll go straight, and at the turn after that, right." he fluttered back down on her shoulder.

"Start walking or I won't tell you where to go from there-" he muttered.

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