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[oliverplus]

[when Christine left Oliver on the TARDIS after the end of their fairy tale, he knew the best idea would probably be to go back to his room, get some dry clothes, and take a nap. he was, after all, still sopping wet from his exciting adventure in the lake. and on top of that, his muscles--and his body in general--were quite exhausted after the oxygen deprivation. but, being Oliver, the last thing he wanted to do was go to his room. the odds of Harriet hearing him were good, and he did not under any circumstances want the PM to see him like this. he also didn't feel much like sleeping; he was too much a mess of emotions at the moment for that]

[so instead, he crept to the bathroom, grabbed a blue towel that he wrapped around his head (maybe a lingering after effect of his fairytale--it looked rather like a turban that way), and thought of the Plane. once there, he went straight for the bar. because after all, what else would you do after a near-death experience you didn't expect to survive? it's definitely time for a pint]

That's better.

[his voice is a bit scratchy still after its lake water inundation, but he doesn't mind that at the moment. he pours himself a glass and immediately starts drinking. then he sighs, setting it down and rests his chin the bar, slumping forward to lean against it. the towel starts to slide, so he removes it and throws it over his shoulders instead. currently, he's only wearing the rather Aladdin-style trousers that the fairy tale left him with, so it's warmer that way anyway. it also shields his scars from view somewhat, which is always a plus in Oliver's mind--not that he's thinking about that at the moment. he's too lost in thought to expect anyone to find him like this]

It wasn't the dream after all. [he sighs again, only half sitting back up so he can take another drink]

Comments

[lamb_of_gold]

[There's a little sprinkle of magic dust that Oliver may not notice, but he may certainly notice the towel shifting and changing and eventually turning into a very fuzzy shirt.

Mu sits one stool over, having already magicked his dress into something a little more practical (like a shirt and pants), but there's no hiding the fairy wings or the magic wand in his hand]

You look somewhat damp.

[oliverplus]

[Oliver does not notice the dust, although he does jump rather spectacularly when the towel transforms] Whoa! [realising it's just a shirt, he turns behind him in surprise--and stares] Mu!? God, it's happening to everyone, isn't it?

[lamb_of_gold]

It would seem so. That enchantment won't last forever, by the way. Maybe six hours at the most, so you'll need to change eventually.

[oliverplus]

Oh. [glances down at the fuzzy shirt, experimentally moving his arms] Okay, yeah. I'll go back to the TARDIS in a bit. [eyes Mu's wings] Um...are you a fairy godmo--father, then?

[lamb_of_gold]

Is that what I'm supposed to be? I wouldn't know.

[oliverplus]

[surveys his outfit] I think so, but I would've thought you'd be wearing something fancier.

[happily] I used to be a prince, but we finished the story.

[lamb_of_gold]

I've changed my outfit since. That's how I know it wears off.

You finished? Is that how we return to normal?

[oliverplus]

Oh. [he can't help but wonder what the other outfit looks like, but he'll spare Mu the question. Oliver's still wearing his goofy prince trousers, after all, so he's sympathetic]

I think so? It worked for me and Christine, anyway.

[lamb_of_gold]

Hm. It's something to keep in mind, if nothing else.

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Damned children, damned stupid children with their tendency to have apparently endearing adventures along the way and leave her trapped in a palace of ice for ages. Not to mention breaking the spell the moment, the moment, that she was leaning over a volcano and preparing to ice it.]

[Some brats have no manners.]

[Some brats are taking a while to get home. And so, with the fairytale still dragging at her, Juni feels that it's best to go to the Plane (it's slightly easier to remember there) and attempt to get drunk. It's unlikely she'll manage it, ice queens being what they are, but she's willing to give it a go]

[...And slide in awkwardly next to Oliver, hoping sincerely that she doesn't try to tempt him again (She's not getting involved in another fairytale, no way.)]

...Are you still a prince?

[oliverplus]

[turns in surprise, as he wasn't expecting anyone to join him--and he can feel the cold resonating from her! he shivers a little] Oh, hey, um...Juni, was it?

[shakes his head, smiling from relief] Nope! We finished the story. I'm just me now.

[concerned] How's your story going?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[She can't help that! And would also like to punch things, and is also leaning over the bar to grab a beer as quickly as she can] That works, yes.

[Excuse her if she looks less than thrilled, her ability to be nice is sadly lacking at the moment with those bloody children who have never learned the meaning of speed] Good for you.

I'm wondering why cars haven't been invented yet.

[oliverplus]

[Oliver takes another drink of his beer, knowing the feeling. his voice is a bit scratchy at the moment, in addition to his being tired and drenched. but, as Oliver has a tendency to be too nice, not even that will stop him]

I think most fairy tales are before that. [but then he realises what she might mean] You aren't stuck somewhere, are you?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

[Together they almost make a rational person... Well, almsot. Considering how fast Juni throws back a gulp of her drink when she finally gets it into her hands (it's been that sort of week.)]

Wonderful, I do love them so [A sliiiightly slower sip... By which I mean only very slightly] And I think I'm hovering around mount Etna until they hurry up and get home.

[oliverplus]

"They"? [nervously] What happens then?

[swanseer.livejournal.com]

The little brats that were stupid enough to wander into my fairytale [...Because she lured them there. Fine work, Juni, fine.]

...And presumably things will end then.

[oliverplus]

[makes a face] Oh.

[but that sounds promising!] Yeah? That's good to hear!

[dragonnerd.livejournal.com]

Hey, Oliver! [Yes, it's Hiccup, dressed strange (http://www.edfringe.com/uploads/event/rumpelstiltskin_23281.jpg). He realized he can just... appear at places. He doesn't know why, but he can. So now he is sitting on the bar, since he is around the height of a human's knee, so it's better to talk this way.] You look tired, Oliver. Something is the matter?

[oliverplus]

Whoa! [jumps, staring at the little--wait, he recognises him!] Hiccup!? [Oliver fairly squawks the word, he's so startled--not mention his throat is still rather raw]

[shakes his head, although his nervous expression shows that yes, there is. his voice sounds much better now that he's calmer--just a bit scratchy] Nah, just need a kip. A lot happened.

So you're stuck in a story, too, huh?

[dragonnerd.livejournal.com]

Oh, sorry I didn't introduce myself... [Hiccup frowns, thinking that despite his name IS Hiccup, there is something else to it.] Aaanyway, uuh... Oh, you seem to know more than me! So you know what is happening? I mean, I saw people complaining around and all... Aaaand my world changed too, and I don't really feel all myself either. Is that happened to you too?

[oliverplus]

Uh...I already know you. [frowns. he has a feeling Hiccup is having trouble remembering himself just like Oliver did] I'm Oliver. Remember?

Yeah! I mean, not exactly, but I was a prince for a while, and Christine was a princess, and it was all...weird. [makes a face. it wasn't his favourite experience ever, particularly considering the near-drowning part] But we finished the story, and everything went back to normal! So that's all you've gotta do. I think.

[dragonnerd.livejournal.com]

Yes, I know you... It's just something about my name, I mean... Naah, somehow I... feel it's not... Umm, but never mind.

A prince?! Wow-- Oooh, Christine would be a great princess, she is very kind. You were her prince? [But eek, Oliver doesn't seem happy about it. So Hiccup clears his throat.] The story? You mean... we are... in a story? [Frowns.] How do you know?

[oliverplus]

[raises an eyebrow, not sure what to make of that] Okay...

[a little embarrassed] Uh, yeah, pretty much. And she is really kind! She saved me.

[raises an eyebrow] Can't you tell? I mean...princes and princesses and curses and all! What else could it be?

[dragonnerd.livejournal.com]

She saved you? But but but doesn't princes saves princesses? What happened? [Grimaces, as he is thinking about it.] You mean... legends? What happened with those heroes, and demi-gods, and gods? They can curse, I was pretty sure they did this with me... us.

[oliverplus]

[really embarrassed now] Um, well, I was saving her. But I sort of had to drown to do that, and Christine wasn't going to let me die, so then she saved me! [smiles because clearly that makes it all okay]

Yeah, like legends! Do you know what your is about?