The second prize for my Food Day Contest, as requested by nightmares06 . She asked for these tricksters to officially meet. Two guys who pack a bit more punch than the usual tricksters. What could go wrong?
Thanks so much for entering the contest! Enjoy the story~
Elias is my character. Gabriel/”Loki” is a character from Supernatural.
Be Seeing You!
The bittersweet greeting, faded on the town’s welcome sign, had been the motto for the small town of Trovista, Colorado for only a few years. A cute little burg out in the flatlands of the Rocky Mountain State, it was one of those places where everyone knew everyone’s business. One could call it a blink-of-an-eye town.
Elias was drawn to the place as he wandered the side roads, and it didn’t take long to understand why. Someone had brought mischief on Trovista, mischief that Elias could not ignore.
Ha! I think every single response I got to this game so far went for #6.
The answer for this has to be Bowman Leafwing. He’s had his ups and downs, and he’s changed a lot from the first inkling I ever had of him, and he’s my baby. I have a lot of really close candidates for the top spot here, but I have to stick with my roots and say it’s the leafy boy.
8. Favorite trope to write.
Without a doubt I love writing the character who is physically weak/small/frail/etc but is also the most outgoing/bold/SASSY out of anyone. Tiny, but fierce!
31. Hardest character to write.
I would say Bobby Loran might be the toughest one for me to write. Other than his scenes where he goes off the rails, he could really go in any direction and I don’t often know until a scene is in progress.
32. Easiest character to write.
99% of the time the answer to this one is Jacob Andris. He’s such a chill dude, and his gentle nature makes him easy and fun to write for. He saves room for cheekiness sometimes, and even then it’s all in fun and he never means any harm. It’s hard not to get along with Jacob eventually.
I’ve written here and there about Elias and Cira Dawn, and their time being the strangest pseudo-royal family that their temple has seen in many many years. The interesting thing to note is that Cira was deeply depressed after being declared the Oracle. It meant she could not wander as freely as she used to, and the friends she lost would stay lost out in the world. When she learned she was pregnant, some of her joy came back.
Twenty two hours of labor and the baby still hadn’t come. Cira let out another raspy cry as her body shuddered with pain. The nurses bustled around her like a kaleidoscope of moving figures. Someone held her hand, but between the intense false figures in the room and the storming outside, she couldn’t tell who. All that mattered was the baby that was so ready to come out, but couldn’t.
Something had to be wrong, but Cira lacked the words to ask. The speakers of the temple were standing by, but most of them had no idea what to make of her yet. She was a new Oracle and her prophecies were more obscured than most.
Words simply minced together in her head. After everything that she had seen and done, she was quite rightfully mad. She didn’t usually mind.
Thunder cracked and something in her shifted. Cira cried out a wordless plea, a prayer that she would at least get to meet her child. It was so lonely, being the way she was. The baby, she told herself, didn’t have to understand her. She would love it just the same.
The time has come to start posting the prizes for my Food Day Contest. In third place, we had nightmarejasmine , who requested a story with Elias Dawn and Eral the Arbor Pixie.
Some jokes just aren’t funny. As a demigod of mischief, Elias could attest to the fact that not everyone knew where that line was drawn. There was an art to it, a skill in doing no real harm with a trick. Sure, his trickster side sometimes almost went too far. Sometimes the temptation grew to cause more trouble than anyone deserved. But he never actually crossed that line, not when he was in control.
When the fellow at the bar raised his glass in a fake-drunk salute, Elias’ trickster side perked right up.
I think this one would have to be set in the Brothers Found au, sometime after the events of Jacob in Wonderland.
Maybe it’s a dream, or maybe the trickster couldn’t resist coming back to poke at him, but it would start with Jacob finding himself at his extra-tiny size again, well after he was sure he’d never have to deal with that again. Between the terrifying flashbacks and the absurdity of trying to figure out what to do, it’d be a bit of a ride.
He’d wake up on his bed at home and his eyes would get super wide as he realized what happened. The mouse that he befriended during his misadventures would also be fretting for him as he tried to work out what to do. Can he call Sam and Dean? Can he even get to his phone, let alone open it to make a call?
Lucky his family would be out of the house to start with; he’d have some time to figure something out.
A fisherman heads out on his rickety boat, determined to catch enough to sell at the last market before he has to pack up all the supplies and think about setting up for winter. The waves are choppy and his family insists he doesn’t go, but if he doesn’t make enough money to buy supplies they might not make it through the harsh coastal winter.
He’s skilled out on the water, and does manage to net quite a few fish, but he lingers out there too long. The waves get to be much taller than his little boat, and it’s getting harder and harder to control it, to aim it for the safer shore and not the harsh rocks.
Knowing there will be some I-told-you-so’s, he flashes a desperate signal to anyone that might be waiting at the shore: S O S.
And someone answers, but not exactly who he’d expect. There’s a giant living in the hills near the shore, and that’s who wades out into the choppy water like it’s little more than a diving pool.
At first the fisherman doesn’t even see what’s happening amidst the high waves and clouded sky, until a rush of water beneath catches his attention.
Then his boat rises on what he thinks is a swell of a wave at first, until it just keeps going up. A hand big enough to cradle the whole fishing boat in its palm lifts him free of the battering waves and cups it close to a huge, hunched chest.
The giant almost never involves himself in the affairs of the small fishing village, but this time he carries the foolish little fisherman back to shore … and all the way up into the hills despite his calls to let him off at home.
It takes a night and a day to convince the giant that he’s not about to go back to the water.
Honestly, the first thing that comes to mind for this one is a borrower getting the hiccups at the Worst. Possible. Time.
This after bragging to another borrower that they’re one of the best out there at sneaking in and out of a huge room without anyone noticing, and getting all the best stuff. Commence the hiccups and the mad dash for cover while the human tries to figure out what that intermittent, tiny squeaking noise is. Meanwhile their buddy is back in the walls going back and forth between worrying they’ll be seen and finding this the funniest thing they’ve seen in ages.
I could see this happening to Chase Lisong and his sister Minnie, if they were borrowers. It shouldn’t take too many guesses to figure out which one is the dork with the hiccups.
The story would probably be about him adjusting to his life in the wilderness, suddenly a lot bigger than anyone was ever meant to be. He’d have to find shelter, water, and food, and lots of it. All without happening across other people, who tend to scream and freak out when they see him. This, of course, wouldn’t be so easy for him, being over a hundred feet tall.
It would be a lot to get used to, and Growth Pains would be a perfect title for such a misadventure.
This is so cute and it immediately makes me think of the name for baby wood sprites, so of course the story would involve them somehow.
The story would start with Jacob making another visit to the Wellwood forest. He’d bring with him a book he found at the library while he was browsing around: Mary Norton’s The Borrowers, in which the tiny folk call people like him Beans. If nothing else, he’d be thinking it’s an amusing thing to show Bowman and the other sprites his age, who never run out of fascination for the things he brings to the woods.
Before getting close to the village, though, Jacob would hear a tiny little voice. Two tiny nestlings, wandering too far past the stream, got lost with the village out of sight and with no patrolsprites nearby to notice.
Not every sprite in Wellwood is 100% on board with Jacob and how enormous he is, and he’s extra big to these poor lost nestlings. They can’t even fly up to bop him like that Bowman Leafwing does all the time. Jacob wouldn’t want to frighten them even more, but there’s no way he’s going to leave them on their own, even to go and find someone to come carry them; the village isn’t far for him, but it’s enough of a trip that something could befall them before he got back.
Luckily, he has a whole book with him, with fascinating stories of tiny people a lot like the sprites that live near the giant human beans. With no idea what else to do and them huddling away from his hands, Jacob would read to the poor sprouts until someone on patrol heard him and came to investigate to get the kiddos home.
Jacob Andris and his family has lived in two households. When Jacob’s father was still alive, the family lived in a small one-story home. In the present day, Jacob, his mother Mariana, and his stepfather Mike live in a two story house that’s slightly nicer than the one before.
At this time, I don’t have individual room layouts planned out (and I forgot to mark the archway into the living room from the hall), but in general this was a crowded but loving home. Jacob enjoyed his childhood in this home and spent a lot of time playing in the backyard.
After remarrying, Mariana opted to move into a house with her new husband so they could sort of start fresh. After years on just her income, it was a welcome change to move into a nicer home where new memories could be made.
Furniture sketch layout. It’s very basic but this is the general layout of the important rooms in the Andris home. One of Mariana’s jobs is a work-from-home job, and she does her work at the desk in the living room; however, everything is kept very tidy and clean. Things are less crowded here, but it’s still a very warm and inviting place.
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