《The Land Of Stories: Oneshots》Oneshot 4#
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"So, W, I just fell through this weird portal library thingy, and I met a whole bunch of people, and then I jumped through Conner's weird portal thingy, and this time I floated up and back into my room." Avera told Windcal, her twin.
"Who's Conner?" asked Avera's big sister Lumi. "Oh, Conner?" Avera replied. "He fell into his book when he got in bed, took a look at my room, then went back. He figured that if someone else went in, the would break their leg like he did." (Which was a very weird thing because he should have just gotten crushed under the force of gravity.) "So he placed a bouncy bed in the place where he fell so that nobody else would get hurt." Avera finishes.
"Okay." Beatrix, Avera's best friend, said.
"Can we go too?" asked Beatrix. "Okay, I'll show you Conner, Alex, The Fairy Palace and all it's inhabitants, plus the Masked Man's grave. Also Goldilocks, Red, and all of Conner's friends."
Avera jumped into the book first, then Lumi leaped into the book, Windcal put the book on the floor and canon balled into the book from Avera's bed, and Beatrix hesitantly stepped in.
Avera was falling through the library, just like last time. But then Lumi, still in mid-leap because they were falling so fast she couldn't get back into her normal position, crashed into her lighter, thus slower sister. Avera wasn't screaming because she's done this before, and Lumi somehow kept her calm and composed attitude on even when they were falling at this rate. But suddenly Windcal came in, begun yelling:"This is FUN!!!", and air cartwheeled onto one of the shelves, somehow hanging on, then Beatrix tumbled in screaming and just basically being freaked out.
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Avera tried hanging on like Windcal, it seemed fun, but she was the only fairy in the Continent who couldn't cartwheel.
So Avera got in a diving pose, kicking like she was swimming, and then, the moment she grabbed onto the bookshelf, the library ended, leaving her hanging while Windcal was very very very far behind them. Then, Windcal suddenly crashed into her, and they both fell on the bouncy mattress.
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