Tilli 'Tinkerbell' Bell's Story

Oliver Twirl

The sun slowly shone in through the peek of the curtains of the house's lounge. The young boy blinked his eyes open slowly, having crashed after reading a bedtime story the night before and not gone to bed in time. He could only assume that Oliver looked rather comfortable curled up on the sofa. Which he was. He was well rested, and gave out a small squeaky yawn, stretching all of his limbs and then opening his eyes more. He blinked around the room before sitting upright, his now messy bedhair screwed up in front of his face. Oliver could see himself in the nearby mirror and laughed a little, walking up to it and making faces at himself in the mirror. He grinned at it before walking up the stairs and to his bedroom. Moments later, he walked out again, dressed in a shirt and jeans. He looked around, knowing that Stitch was probably already up and looking around for him. "...Stitch?" He called out quietly, peeking round corners and then looking in the kitchen. "...Please don't jump out on me..." He said, before spotting the note on the counter and picking it up. It took him a little while, but he read it out loud to himself eventually. "Hey guys. Got up pree...pre-tea eiour.... eiourly... goin' to M-mawll. Me-me there if want... do som-eh-thing awll together. Stitch." Oliver tilted his head. It sorta made sense to him. Well, he pretty much made out that Stitch had gone M-Mall and they could go meet him if they wanted. He left the note there for Wynn and then slipped on his shoes, humming a childish little tune to himself, not really thinking about it. It was something along the lines of, "You an' me together we'll be. Forever you'll see." He wasn't even really thinking about it all that much. He was just murmuring a harmless little tune to himself. He then jumped up and went to the door, peeking out of it slowly and then slowly stepping out, closing the door carefully behind him and then jumping down the steps, counting them as he went. He smiled a little to himself and then made his way to the M-Mall, still murmuring that little tune to himself.

Marian Fitzwalter

Scratch. Scratch. Scratch Her bare pinky delicate feet scraped along the sand gently as she walked along, the salty sea air going through her nostrils as she breathed in, and breathed out slowly and calmly. She did this more or less every morning. The ocean was a great thing to listen to when you first woke up. And the sand between your toes certainly felt nice. The curly haired ginger smiled gently, her eyes closed as she walked a little bit further, skirt ruffling a bit against the morning breeze and then she stopped. Splish. Splosh.The feel and sound of water crashing against her ankles and flowing around them. She looked behind her and tossed her shoes onto the sand before facing out towards the ocean and looking at the sun barely risen above the salty waters. She smiled at the view that had now become vaguely familiar to her and closed her eyes yet again. She didn't really care that her knee length skirt was getting small drops of water on it. The water just felt so good against her body, and she knew it would dry off anyway. "It's just too good to resist." She murmured to herself, shaking her head at the view and then closing her eyes again, holding her delicate hands behind her back and relaxing. It was so easy to relax out here. Especially early in the morning when hardly anyone else was out. Later on in the day, others came and started playing in the waters. Not now however. Right now, there were just a few people on the sand, and they were busy doing other stuff to notice her. Or well, that's what she assumed anyways...

Peter Pan

"And then they all lived happily ever after..." The chocolate brown eyes of the ginger haired boy roamed over those last few words, repeating them under his breath a couple of times as he thought about it. He brushed his thumb across the printing, breathing in, and then breathing out. "But what is a happily ever after?" He asked himself. The over six foot teen continued to ponder this, blinking a couple of times as he sat on the roof of their house, still in his pyjama's (Well, a very thin vest and baggy trousers) and looking through the story book 'Little Red Riding hood'. He tilted his head and closed the book, inspecting the cover carefully and then resting it on the roof tiles. "The wolf dies..." He frowned slightly and then jumped up, standing on the roof tiles. "Hell, if I was that wolf, I'd swipe out my sword and cut that, girl into pieces!" He grinned and then gestured a sword fight before laughing to himself and peeking over the side of the house. He saw some people had already left their houses and smiled gently. "Maybe Tink's out..." He grinned, sliding down a little and then swinging himself into his bedroom window, slipping on his clothes quickly and grinning to himself. "Tink's always up for a laugh. Wonder what we could do today..." He placed the fairytale book carefully on the desk in his room and then slid down the banister of the staircase, slipping around and then landing at the bottom and dashing out the door. He already knew where Tinkerbell's house was and instantly headed in her direction. "Tinkerbell, tinkerbell, oh oh tinkerbell." He sung to himself as he merrily went along, almost excitably in wonder of what they'd be going around doing today...

Rita

Rita could feel a powerful coldness wash over her body and she jolted up before she was plunged into the darkness of her nightmares. She glanced around at her surroundings, running a hand through her wild curls. She had fallen asleep at the library...again.

She sighed, pulling a page off of her cheek. She had fallen asleep reading. Again. The thin paper peeled off of her cheek unpleasantly, the material not wanting to give up it's hold on her skin. She rubbed her cheek as she closed the book and packing up the few things she had brought with her. She filed the books away herself, not wanting the librarian to be upset with her.

Rita was given special permission to stay at the library all she wanted, as long as she cleaned up after herself. If anything was put back in the wrong place, she would have her access revoked and her key taken away. Slipping the strap of her bag over her shoulder, the bulky mass smacking her in the back of the legs, Rita ran her hand through her hair was once again. She caught a snag and winced.

She made sure to lock up when she left, even though the place would be opening up for the day in a few hours. It was still rather early, leaving Rita alone on the streets. She hated explaining to people that she had passed out at the library. Most people assumed she had stayed in someone else's bed. That's how the rumors about her and Eric started. God forbid someone decides to walk you home.

Although it was still rather early, Rita was surprised to find several people out. She spotted Mulan running. She did every morning, and the two girls would often give a nod in acknowledgement before heading their separate ways. Today, however, Rita just wanted to get home. Her back cracked as she walked from sleeping in such an awkward position. She kept a fast pace wanting to get home quickly. Thankfully, her place wasn't too far from the library.

She pushed open the front door and was greeted with silence. She didn't want to wake her roommates, if they were still asleep that is, so she kept quiet and slowly closed the door. Climbing up the door she found Marian's door wide open and her bed empty.

Probably at the beach, she was obsessed with it, Rita always teased. But Tink's bedroom door was still firmly shut. That girl had a short fuse when it came to waking up early, so Rita tiptoed past and slumped into her own room. She disliked the color, but she didn't have a choice. It was a bed and shelter, which was more than what she once had.

She peeled off her clothes and climbed underneath the soft covers without a second thought. She would socialize when she got a proper sleep.

Aurora smiled as Wynn offered to take the basket. She handed it to him, because he offered. It was really sweet of him, but that was the boy that he was. Wynn was sweet, sweet as the honey that he loved so much. She smiled at him and said,"Thank you very much." Then she started to walk towards Minnie's but not until she saw that Wynn was walking beside her. Although she was older than him by two years, he still was taller than her, and by a lot. She really quite enjoyed spending time with him and his slow nature didn't bother her at all, her roommate Adam though was another story. She hoped that for dinner tonight he wouldn't be so upset, he really dislikes Wynn. Maybe she'll make his favorite food and find a way to make it up to him.

Aurora realized that her attention was drifting and so she looked at Wynn and said, "So Wynn, what are your plans for today, well other than helping me." She laughed and smiled at Wynn, she felt so at ease near him, and Aurora assumes it could be his laid back personality. She continued to walk humming the same tune as before, she just couldn't help herself. Maybe she'll ask Eric's help to put that song on what he called a "music player". For some reason Aurora couldn't get used to most of the technology that wasn't in the kitchen.


Eric saw the dissatisfied look on Mulan's face. He knew that Mulan admired Marian and now he was going to use that to his advantage. He waved back at the girls and started to walk towards them. With each step closer he knew that it was killing Mulan, man how he loved to bother her. As he reached the girls he smiled and winked at Marian. He loved when she blushed, he hoped that maybe once she'll let him take her home, but he could wait. The chase made it a whole lot better. Also he kinda liked her, he didn't want to shag every girl possible, take Mulan as an example. She's a hot asian chick, but he hated her existence so there would be no way in hell that they will be sharing a bed, unless they were extremely drunk. Suddenly Eric got a text message, and he said "Excuse me for one moment, my love"

Hey Handsome, Long time No sex, See you today? ;) xoxo

Quickly he replied and he smiled. "Ohh Tilli," he thought. He knew really well all the electronics that there were on the island, although teaching Aurora was a different story. He forced her to take a cell phone with her because she was just so naive and things could happen to her. Although the most dangerous man on the island was him, but still he worried about her pretty face.

We can meet more than once today, you know. See you in a few? Or should I fuck your brains out now? I think now would be perfect for me."

Then he looked once more at the girls and said, "Up early today, huh girls? Mulan next time could you please be a bit quieter? Pretty please?" Eric said the last part in a way that Mulan would be upset, Marian although would probably think that it was friendly request. "Although I must thank you, if you hadn't woken me up, I wouldn't have seen this lovely lady so early in the morning," he said as he kissed Marian's hand.

Peter Pan

Peter aimed his sight in Tilli's direction at his name being called and at being greeted. As soon as the blonde hair came into his sights,his eyes lit up, and his cheeks developed dimples as he somehow managed to grin even more than usual. "Tinkerbellll!" he exclaimed, dashing in her direction and flinging his arms around her, bringing her into a tight hug and lifting her up a little. He understood that everyone else seemed to prefer to call her 'Tilli'. However, that didn't seem to fit right to Peter. To him, Tilli should be named 'Tinkerbell'. He didn't know why even. She didn't have any bells, and he didn't quite know where the tink came into it. It was just a name that came natural to him. And he was pretty sure it seemed to have a certain ring to it for her too.

"I came looking for you Tink. I mean, I was going to ask if you wanted to hang out. But then I remembered the last time I asked and it was before ten A.M..." That cheeky and childish grin grew back onto his lips as he pulled away a little and looked down to who he considered to be his best friend. "However, you're already up! I was gonna ask Herc if he wanted to do something, but all three of us can go and do something together, can't we?" He beamed and looked between Tink and Herc, referring the question to the both of them. Peter always seemed to get that little bit more... excitable when Tink was about. He really did care about her a lot. And when she was with him during the day, he couldn't help but be that tiny bit happier, knowing that he had her around to always keep him company. Well most of the time. When he needed her, she'd be there. And Peter assured her that it would be the other way round too. If Tinkerbell wanted Peter there, he'd be by her side quicker than you could say Codfish.

Marian Fitzwalter

Marian found herself trying to hold back giggling goofily as Eric kissed her hand and held her free palm over her delicate lips to hold it back. She looked down from Eric a little as he complimented her and such, cheeks almost as red as a rose. It was annoying for her. None of the other girls on the island seemed to get this way around Eric. Most seemed to either treat him as he treated themselves, or would ignore him, being slightly snide to him and making snappy comments. She thought for a moment, pausing in her blushing state and looking to the sand. It was pretty much the way Mulan acted towards Eric. Sure, she acted polite whilst she knew Marian was around, but often when she had just been walking by their house, she could hear the two arguing. It upset her, the fact that two friends of hers couldn't get along. Or, well... she hoped they were friends...

She bit her lip and then looked up to Mulan when she started to walk away, her expression dropping quite suddenly as she felt like Mulan was irritated, and it was her fault. She panicked a little and stepped towards Mulan a little, who was already jogging away. "W-Wait! Mulan!" She called out to the black haired girl, pausing in her steps and holding her hands in front of her, thumbs twiddling together slightly. "Can we... maybe... hang out later? Like, at Lunch or something?" She gave her a small smile, but then it dropped. "I mean, if you don't want to then we really really don't have to. I don't want to upset you, but... Could we?" She smiled a little at Mulan again and then tilted her head the slightest.

Marian did always enjoy having conversations with Mulan. She seemed like she was getting complimented some of the time, which made her feel the slightest bit funny inside. A good funny, but a funny all the same. She enjoyed her company. A lot. However, it was kinda like... Well, it sometimes felt like Mulan was hiding something from her. Like, every so often she seemed to be just looking at Marian, and she had to wonder what she was thinking. More often than not, it had caused the red head to check to see if she had any marks on her face or something embarrassing, but it was another thing that made her feel fuzzy and tingly. Although she didn't react the ways towards her that she did to Eric, and it was a lot more discreet, she really felt something there for Mulan...

"Oh, its just you Wendy." She frowned slightly at that comment, not knowing exactly what he meant. Was he expecting someone else... someone better? Should she just leave? Against all her doubts, she decided to stay. She scooted through the sand so she was sitting next to him, though not too close, and was staring out at the waves. Her mood improved greatly as he apologized for pretty much doing nothing. It was a nice gesture, though, and made some of her doubts fade away. As he grabbed her book, though, her cheeks reddened once more, and she gave him a smile and a shrug. As long as he didn't open it and start reading, she'd be okay. He would probably think it was stupid, as most guys seemed to. "What can I say... I like to read," she said with a small grin.

A small silence surrounded them, and she took the time to just listen to the waves crash against the beach, staring up at the clear blue sky. It was nice and peaceful, and she took advantage of the quiet to let her mind wander. Ever since she woke up on the island, she'd felt a connection with the sky, though she had no idea why. But she especially liked the stars, and sometimes she even stayed up half the night just staring at them. She liked to climb up to the roof, because she felt that much closer to the sky and stars. She closed her eyes, and let the slight breeze blow through her hair. She knew it was silly, but sometimes she just wanted to jump off the roof and fly. But that would probably end with her falling and getting seriously injured, so she never did.

Brought back to the present, she opened her eyes and turned back to Rob. She gave him a small smile and asked "So, Rob, what were you doing out here before? And what are your plans for this beautiful day?" Immediately, she regretted asking the second question. Was he going to think she wanted to do something with him? Was he going to mind, or would he just shoot her down? She averted her eyes from his gaze, and stared down at the sand, waiting to hear what he said.

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Herschel had just been about to respond to Peter, when the blonde bombshell appeared. He immediately felt himself break into a smile at her presence. Her spirit really was infectious, and the smile continued as he saw Peter run forward and spin her around gleefully. He just stayed in his place, feeling a little awkward, but didn't choose to leave. He knew the two of them had a special bond, maybe they were even more than friends. Although Tilli seemed to make her way around, so he seriously doubted it. He stood in his spot, shuffling his feet back and forth and waiting to really even feel noticed.

Finally, Peter began talking animatedly, and finally brought Herschel into the conversation. "Hey Tilli," he said with a big smile, giving her a little wink. Then he turned his attention to Peter. "Yeah, of course we can all do something together." It was then that he looked down and saw he was still in his workout clothes, covered in sweat, and probably smelled pretty bad. "Actually, guys, can you give me 5 minutes to hop in the shower? I really should smell better than this if we're going out." He grinned, and then turned around and sprinted into his house. That would give them some time to talk and be alone, and hopefully when he got back they'd have it out of their system, and then he could be included in the conversation as well. He took an especially quick shower, not that he normally took very long anyway. After emerging from the steaming bathroom, only a towel tied around his waist. In his room, he stood in front of his closet trying to decide what to wear. Truthfully, he wanted to impress Tilli.

Finally, he decided on a tight pair of dark blue jeans and a plain black v-neck t-shirt that showed off his sculpted chest. He put on some good smelling cologne, then headed back out the door, figuring he was pretty close to his 5 minute estimate. "Sorry about that, guys, hopefully I didn't take too long." His eyes found Tilli's once more. "So what are we going to do?"

Tilli gave a small smile when Peter told her, in the style of a small child, his thought processes when deciding whether to come see her or not. 'The boy's learning' She gave a mock approving glance before returning his hug. Tilli found the boy in ront of her cute, almost like a mother finds her son. She was always there, in the background keeping a watchful eye on him, steering him out of trouble and making sure he hung around with the right people. They were best friends, there was no denying that but Tilli knew there couldn't be anything more. He just...wasn't ready somehow.

It was only then that young blonde noticed that the Hershel was staring at her. She sighed inwardly. Herc was hot, she'd give him that and she probably would if he offered it to her, but that's all there was too him, just Herc. She didn't know much about the second man in the group and decided it was probably an idea to get to know him before she.... or maybe not, who knew.

'Of course we do some-' Tilli was interrupted by her phone vibrating in her pocket signalling the arrival of a reply from Eric. Mumbling a quick apology She opened the text.

We can meet more than once today, you know. See you in a few? Or should I fuck your brains out now? I think now would be perfect for me.

Till's stomach did a double somersault and then just exploded into a million pieces when she read his text. She briefly closed her eyes, enjoying the image of Eric on top of her, touching her....
The young girls eyes snapped open when she realized where she was and who she was. She suddenly realized that Herc had disappeared, she had heard him say something about getting ready properly. When she returned, the young girl spoke.
'Well, i'm going to get dressed now, I will properly be more than five minutes... I am woman.' She added at the men's disapproving looks. 'Decide what we're doing whilst i'm gone, no dangerous stuff' She told the pair, pointing a finger at both of them before smiling and walking back to the house.

Once inside, she then replied to Eric

I can't right now, I'm out with Peter and Herc, come over later when i'll be wearing something a little more...comfortable? xoxo

Then, the blonde went to run herself a shower, she needed it to get herself out of this mood before showing her face to peter and Herc.

Marian Fitzwalter

Marian felt a bolt of shivers strike through her as Mulan held her hands and the pink ceased to dismiss from her cheeks. She grinned at Mulan's eagerness and felt so much happier that she managed to make her smile again. She felt so bad when Mulan had walked away just because Eric had come over. The fact that she got carried away just by looking at Eric also meant that she seemed to focus less on the girl who she was now standing very close to and making her heart beat ten times faster. "Good." she said quietly in response to her eagerly wanting to meet up later. She grinned at her and knew that some time with just the two of them would be great. A chance to get to know each other properly. No just quaint chatting every so often.

"Phone?" She paused and then reached round into her back pocket and pulled out a small flip-lid mobile phone. She held it like it was alien to her and held it towards Mulan. "I don't know how to use the darn thing." She said with a small laugh, shaking her head at herself. "But yeah, I have one." She said with a small smile. "Did you want my number?" She asked with a small shy smile, unsure even as to how she'd be able to call Mulan, or how she'd be able to answer her phone, or... anything. She was clueless to this technology stuff. It was all really... different. Much like most of the things she seemed to be getting into on this island.

Peter Pan

"Nothing dangerous... That's no fun..." Peter sighed gently, shaking up his ginger hair a little and looking to Herc. "Soo... What shall we do." He said, waving his arms at his sides as he said it, looking around and blinking a couple of times. For a moment, he pondered what Tink had seen on her phone that made her react like... well, nothing he'd really seen before. It was weird. Like she suddenly got hit by a heat wave that was directed exactly at her. He thought for a moment, tapping his temple with his forefinger. What could cool Tink down... He concentrated for a moment before his face lit up and he snapped his fingers.

"How about we go to the beach?" He suggested, looking towards Herc with a smile. "We can go swimming or something... Maybe we should tell Tink to put on her bikini or something if we're gonna do that though..." He paused, looking towards Tilli's house and then looking back to Herschel, shoving his hands in his pockets and seemingly not able to keep his feet still as he dawdled around slightly. "What do you think Herc?"

Aurora looked at Wynn. She thought about his question. "Why didn't she sing in front of people?" she thought to herself.Maybe it was because she didn't want people to critisize her voice, or maybe she wsa just saving it for someone. Truthfully she didn't really know, but she couldn't leave Wynn hanging. "I'm afraid of singing in front of other people," she said quietly. It wasn't the truth, but it wasn't a lie either. Althought she did feel a bit terrible not telling me, after all she was close to Wynn. Maybe one day she will.

As they entered Minnie's the cool air overcame her, and she shivered. Aurora assumed that some kind of spell was cast on this building to make it winter forever. Occasionally it was nice when the weather was warm, but early in the morning it was just a bit uncomfortable. She saw that Wynn was a bit in awe, and even though she had been here numoures times, so was she. Aurora started to wander towards the food section, to get whatever she needed to make for tonight. There she cheaked each and everything she needed, which was expiration dates all the way to how a certain vegetable smelt. For example she took a the basil and smelt it, while mummbling, "Just picked today." For some reason she knew how to cook and garden, so Aurora assumed that she was probably a cook in her old life, maybe even a castle worker, although she dreams of being a princess. Pretty much every girl did, so Aurora didn't take it as anything unusual. When they arrived to the honey section, she grabbed five jars of honey and a honey stick. The jars she put in the basket, while the honey stick she gave to Wynn. "That's about it," she said smiling at Wynn. "Winnie are you okay carring everything?" Aurora looked a bit worried, since the basket did seem pretty heavy.

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At first, Eric was pretty upset. Just a minute ago, Marian was blushing and all she could think about was him, but for some reason that made no sense what-so-ever, that tomboy was able to take Marian's attention from him, and she got her phone number! When they said that they will meet up later, Eric was beyond upset, now he was furious. He didn't like it when people stole away his girls, especially if it was a stupid, annoying, he-she such as Mulan. Finally when she left, Eric was pleased. Now he could use his charms are Marian. He turned to her and said, "You know Marian, I don't have your number either. I could put it in your phone and maybe we could even take a picture together and then you won't forget to call me." He winked at her. "Also if you have my number, you can call me and I'll be there whenever you want," He whispered in her ear, "When ever, and where ever."

Suddenly he got a text. "See, love, I'll always answer." Then he opened the text.

I can't right now, I'm out with Peter and Herc, come over later when i'll be wearing something a little more...comfortable? xoxo

Eric was a bit upset, he knew Herc had a think for Tilli, it was obvious as the blue sea, and Tilli was just so protective of Peter. Although Eric always knew that she'd come back to him, she always did. Quickly he responded.

Tell me when to come over, maybe we should do something different. Ever been on a boat? No one can hear your loud moans for miles. ;)

Then he looked at Marian and smiling his most dashing smile. Hopefully he had made her forget about Mulan, maybe today would be his lucky day with the red-headed beauty.

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(I'll post for Toulouse later :) )

"Well I was just relaxing in the sand, kinda doing nothing, being bored. In truth, I'm glad your here, you possibly saved me from dying of boredom." Wendy was sure her heart skipped a beat. Or maybe two. Had her heart stopped altogether, and she was now in some kind of personal heaven? She took a deep inhale, and exhaled slowly. No, she was still breathing, and still very much alive. Rob actually was glad she'd tripped over him. She couldn't help it, and a smile crossed her lips. And then he touched her shoulder. She could feel the warmth from his hand, and she knew that the blood was probably rushing to her cheeks. She had to giggle at his next statement. Her, a hero? Yeah right. But he was being nice, so she didn't protest.

"Well I suppose, the best way to spend a beautiful day is to spend it with a beautiful girl." Her heart immediately plummeted into her stomach. Of course Rob had plans today. Probably with Aurora, or Tilli, or even Marian. It was going to be okay, though, she mentally told herself. She could most certainly find someone to spend time with. Maybe Peter would be up for doing something, he was always so much fun. She was brought out of her mental pity party when Rob stood up. Oh, he's leaving already... she thought, frowning slightly. Then he extended his hand to her, and she felt the butterflies in her stomach once more. "I guess you have no choice then, you'll have to spend the day with me. I wonder, was that too corny, Gwen?" Immediately, she let out a bubbly laugh. She was the 'beautiful' girl he wanted to spend time with.

She took his hand and stood up, brushing her dress down so it adequately covered her thighs. Taking her hand out of his, she smiled at him and tucked some hair behind her ear that had fallen out of her ribbon. "Actually, I think it was just about the right kind of corny." She shrugged, realizing her statement was pretty corny as well. "So, to the mall you said?" She began walking in the sand, and reached down to take her flip flops off, wriggling her toes in the warm sand. She made sure he was following before continuing. She didn't know what to do with her other hand, so she just grabbed the hem of her dress as she walked, not wanting Rob to feel obliged to take it. "So should we get a bite to eat? Or maybe do some shopping? Or just walking and talking is fine with me too!" Wendy was just elated to be spending the day with Rob, she honestly didn't care what they would do. She might even make some other girls jealous. The thought made her smile.

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Herschel's eyebrow raised as Tilli got a text. And it was obviously important enough for her to stop talking and read right in front of him and Peter. Secretly, he really wanted to know who she was texting, and if it was someone special. And there was a noticeable change in her as her eyes scanned to words on her tiny screen. And then she was off to get ready for the day. He wondered just how long she would take, and figured him and Peter might be outside waiting for quite a while.

He chuckled at Peter's statement, knowing how he was a bit of a daredevil. He'd frequently spotted the red head on the roof of his house. Herschel wasn't exactly scared of heights, he just didn't want a death wish. There were plenty of things for them to do on the island, but he was drawing a blank at what they could specifically do. He wanted to do something that would make Tilli happy, for sure, but came up short, since he didn't really know her that well. Suddenly, Peter's face lit up like he'd just had a brilliant idea. The beach. Of course, it was a great idea. Tilli would probably be in a smoking hot bikini, and he could show off his well toned body. He gave Peter a big smile. "I think it's a great idea. I'll go tell Tilli to grab a suit for herself."

He rushed inside the house, realizing he had no idea where Tilli's room was. But as he wandered around, the sound of rushing water led him to the right location. "Tilli?" he called, pushing open the door to her room slightly, finding it empty. She must still be in the bathroom... he thought, and took a seat on her bed while he waited for her.

Tilli was just finishing up her shower, letting the hot water run over her. God Eric was insatiable, he knew exactly how exactly to push her buttons. Then again, so did she when they were together. The thought made the young blonde's toes curl as she rinsed her hair of shampoo and stepped out the shower. Stupid man. He wasn't even here and he was completely paralyzing her. She sighed as she wrapped her hair and body in a towel and stood in front of the mirror. She thought about Peter again, how embarrassing for him to see her like that... the worst part was. he didn't even know or understand what was going on. If he did, Tilli was sure heh'd have a far worse off opinion of her. It brought a tear to her eye.

Wiping the tears away, Tilli walked back into her bedroom, and picked up her phone, she then read the reply that Eric had sent:

ell me when to come over, maybe we should do something different. Ever been on a boat? No one can hear your loud moans for miles. ;)

Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she hit reply.

Will you stop! I'm supposed to be being responsible here! Meet me at the pier at 6, where I will punish you for you what you're doing to me ;) xoxo

It was only then that Tilli realized she wasn't alone in her bedroom. Sitting on her, sat Herc, looking around the round room aimlessly. Tilli wrapped her towel a bit further around herself, 'UM...herc.... what are you doing here?' She asked quizzically, staring at the man on her bed

Rita awoke to the sound of the shower running. Probably Tilli, unless Marian was home, but Rita highly doubt it. She had managed to roll over on her stomach, the most comfortable position for her to sleep in. She pushed up, resting her weight on her elbows. Her hair toppled around her head in frizzy curls and she pushed it back out of her face.

She despised her room, the purple/pink color clashing with her personality. If it was up to her should we have the walls white and cover them with pictures and words and things that made her happy. Instead, she was stuck in the girly colors.

Deciding it was best to get out of bed, she rolled over her mattress and easily landed on her feet. Her bare toes cracked underneath her weight, and she relished in the feeling. She stretched her arms over her head, her shoulders popping and cracking. She sighed back into a slumped position before finally making her way to the bathroom.

Rita had heard Tilli leave, the door wide open to let the steam slowly pour out. That girl was addicted to the warm water. Rita poked her head inside, debating on if she wanted to wait until the steam had cleared to shower. She definitely needed one, but she could wait. She would eat first.

"Um...Herc...what are you doing here?"

Rita perked up at the sound of Tilli's voice. She spun, spotting her open bedroom door and slowly made her way to it. She poked her head inside to indeed see Herc sitting on Tilli's bed, while Tilli covered her bare body with a towel.

"Everything okay?" Rita asked, her eyes darting from one to the other.

Rob's laugh made Wendy's spirit soar. He thought she was funny. She gave him a big grin, and almost felt like skipping. But she didn't. "To be honest I'm starving, so why don't we grab a bite then we can just entertain each other." Now that she thought about it, she was quite hungry as well. The second part of his statement confused her, because she didn't exactly know what he meant. Entertain each other how? He couldn't certainly mean... No, she couldn't even think it. It made her blush, and she glanced away from him so he wouldn't see the pink in her cheeks.

After Wendy thought her face had returned to normal, she felt safe looking at Rob once more. She looked up at him as he patted her head, and she couldn't help but arch an eyebrow at him. She'd never really thought of herself as short before. "Maybe you're just exceptionally tall..." she said, sticking her tongue out at him. She smirked afterwards, and nudged him lightly with her elbow. When she woke up this morning, she never would have imagined she'd be walking along the beach with Rob, and him wanting to spend all day with her.

She didn't really know what to say to him, and so the silence continued. She wasn't in these kinds of situations usually, and didn't want to say the wrong thing. She bit her bottom lip, feeling silly, and brought her eyes down to look at the sand instead of him.

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Herschel sat with his hands in his lap, staring around her room aimlessly. Geesh, she's taking a long time... he thought. But then she was a girl, and they cared much more about their appearance. He wondered what Tilli thought of him, if she liked him at all. Today was his day to make it happen. And he certainly planned to try his hardest. Her door opened then, and his eyes turned to find Tilli enter the room in just a towel, and his eyes widened.

Somehow, she didn't even notice his presence and walked right by him. Her eyes were a little red as well, and he wondered if she had been crying. And more importantly why. She walked to her phone, picked it up, and typed a reply to someone. Only after her reply did her eyes look up and meet his. "UM...herc.... what are you doing here?" she said, and he felt ashamed. He looked down, not wanting to meet her eyes, or have her think that he was staring at her while she was in a towel. "Peter had the idea to go to the beach, and I just wanted to tell you to grab a suit for yourself..." he said, finding his words sounding stupid.

Then another person appeared, and he looked over to find Rita standing in the doorway. She had a rustled look, perhaps just getting out of bed. "Everything okay?" she asked, her eyes shifting back and forth between him and Tilli. He didn't really know what to say, so he just shifted his look back to Tilli, making sure to keep his eyes focused only on her eyes and nowhere else.

Eric took the phone from Marian, nicely. Making sure his fingers brushed her skin. Quickly he pressed a few buttons and said,"You calling me won't be difficult. All you need to do is press the number two for about ten seconds and it will call me automatically." Then he pulled Marian close and took a picture. "Look how cute you look," he said with a laugh as he pressed a few more buttons. "It's your home screen so you'll never forget me," Eric whispered in her ear once more. He loved the way she blushed when he did it, so he kept doing it on purpose. He also knew that once she'd meet up with Mulan later, Mulan would get angry that they have a picture together. He can already picture the asian girl upset, but trying not to show it.

Then Eric felt a vibrate in his pocket. It was another text from Tilli. "Excuse me once more," Eric said with an apologetic look.

Will you stop! I'm supposed to be being responsible here! Meet me at the pier at 6, where I will punish you for you what you're doing to me ;) xoxo

He smiled and quickly replied.

Only if you promise to punish me.

He put his phone back into his pocket and said to Marian, "This seems like a wonderful morning for a walk on the beach, care to join me?" He offered her his hand.

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Aurora smiled at Wynn. It was really kind of him to offer to take the basket, but she did see that it was a bit of a burden on him. "I have an idea," she said as she took another basket that was similar to hers. She took a few items from Wynn's basket and put it in hers, although she made sure that Wynn had more items. After all, she didn't want to hurt his ego. There we're only in Minnie's for another ten minutes before Aurora said, "That's about it!" She smiled at Wynn. "Now, let's go to my house and then you get to decide what we're doing today Winnie." she said.

Aurora started to walk outside, and compared to the air conditioned store, it was pretty warm. Once again Aurora started to hum, she couldn't help herself. Although she did have an urge to sing, but she didn't. Not yet. One day she'll sing in front of Wynn. In the week that they've known each other, it seems like they have known each other forever, making Aurora assume sometimes that they possibly came from the same place. More than once had she wanted to asked Wynn about it, but realized it was useless. He probably didn't remember any more than she did. All though thoughts swirling around her head worried her, those thoughts always did. When she realized that she was making a worried face, she quickly smiled, not wanting Wynn to know.

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Toulouse yawned as he got out of bed. The house he shared with Phillip and Wendy was a bit quiet. He wondered where they were. It didn't bother him much when the smell of pancakes entered his nose. Quickly he put on some pants, not a shirt though, and wandered into the kitchen. There in the middle of the table stood a plate filled with pancakes that looked like they just had been out of the pan. Toulouse licked his lips and started to eat, they we're good, not as much as Aurora the island's best cook, yet still good. It never ceases to amaze him how everything on this island is always taken care of.

When he finished, he poured himself a cup of milk and finished the cup in once gulp. Then he walked out of the house, truthfully he didn't know where to go. Maybe the music store? He loved that place. Or even to gym, he could use a great workout. Then Toulouse got an even better idea, quickly he ran upstairs and got his paints and a canvas. He found himself a great hill overlooking the sea and sat down and started to paint.

Rita's eyes bounced between Herc and Tilli; the awkwardness was palpable. She could see the blush forming on Herc's face as his eyes locked onto Tilli's; not wanting to stray anywhere below that.

"Um...Herc...why don't we go downstairs." Rita suggested, breaking the silence. "Let's leave Tilli to get dressed in private."

She pushed off the doorway and held her hand out to help him up. "C'mon, I'll make you something to eat if you want." She smiled as she spoke. She wasn't the best at baking, but she could definitely cook. She wasn't as good as Aurora, who seemed to have a knack for making food, but Rita could definitely put something together on the fly.

[Sorry, it's short. Didn't know what to write]

Tilli was grateful for the arrival of Rita into the bedrooom, which was frankly turning into some sort of Suburb in her opinion. She twiddled a stray piece of hair around her finger as Herc spoke, telling her to bring her bikini out because they were going to the beach. Why they couldn't have just told her this when she got back outside, Tilli had no idea, but she supposed that was the common sense live of the pee she had become friends with. She had no doubt that, given the option Peter probably have just stormed into the bathroom whilst she was having a shower without even thinking about it. The Blonde sighed. Boys.

'Thanks for letting me know Herc' She called after him, mouthing a silent thank you to Rita as the girl closed the door behind the pair. Well that had been embarrasing it was plain for all to see that Herc....wanted her. Tilli knew that she couldn't have been in a more compromising position for his... longing. However. he had been a gentleman, he can kept eye contact with her the entire time, his eyes hadn't strayed, not even once. Tilli decided she defiantly had more respect for the male now.

Realizing she was still naked, the blonde quickly got changed into this. Then she quickly grabbed her black bikini and her towel for the draw and shoved into her handbag, there were changing room at the beach, she'd be able to change there.

'I'll meet you outside Herc.' She called, flying down the stairs and out of the door, not wanting to keep Peter waiting any longer. She approached the Auburn haired boy with a big grin on her face. 'Sorry about that there was an unfortunate incident with He-' She was then interupted by her phone vibrating in her pocket, Time and a place Eric! She thought frustratedly. Giving Peter an apologetic look, she fished out at her phone and read the message.

Only if you promise to punish me.

She quickly hit reply.

Deal.

Deciding not to tell the over poessive Eric what had just happened, she smiled up at Peter,' So, beach?'

Wynn laughed a little seeing Aurora take another basket. "Sorry, I wish I was a little stronger." He really did. Sometimes he felt so... Well, he wasn't sure what word he could use. He wanted to be of more use to her, that's all. And to be able to make her happy. He followed her out of the store and braced himself for the usual temperature difference. He didn't really like the feeling of going into the cold supermarket and then returning outside to the island's warm climate. It was comfortable in Minnie's. Sometimes the cool air made him feel sleepy and he would cuddle up somewhere if he was lost and take a short nap.

He heard Aurora humming again and smiled. She really did have a nice voice. If only she could sing in front of him. Thinking about what Aurora said he looked at the ground and started to ponder. "What to do...." He wondered quietly. As they made their way over back to Aurora's place he remembered her house mate, Adam. It didn't take much to know that Adam didn't like him. The reason why wasn't unknown either; he always commented on how slow and retarded he was. This was just how he was. He couldn't NOT be slow even if he wanted to. Gosh, now he was confusing himself. "Do you think Adam will be angry that you're bringing me over again Rose?" He asked sadly. He loved to go over and spend time with Rose, but Adam's temper was something that Wynn seemed to set off no matter what he did. If he did nothing than he was yelled at for being useless. If he did SOMETHING, he was yelled at for getting in the way. Sometimes he just sat outside on the porch so Adam didn't have to see him.

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Still very much optimistic about her and Marian's little get-together, she had a small smile all the way back to her house. Mulan walked into the house she shared with Jasmine and the dreaded Eric. She actually really liked the house. Everything seemed so... nice. If only she didn't have to live with someone that hated her. The houses and housemates were pre-assigned somehow at Scrooge's City Hall. Of course, she didn't want to live with him and at first decided to live with Lily for the first night. Soon it was common knowledge that no one could rest easy unless in their assigned homes. Normally her and Eric tried to ignore each other, except for maybe a few snappy comments or sounds of disgust every now and then. Arguments weren't uncommon either though.

She sighed as she went up to her room. Thoughts about Marian and Eric soon plagued her. What if Eric was going to somehow keep Marian from the lunch they had planned together? She bit her lip. It was actually very likely. Eric hated Mulan, and would love to take Marian away from her. She shook her head. "Marian wouldn't do that to me..." She mumbled with hope. Marching straight up to her room and then into her bathroom, she shut the doors and stripped herself before she got into the shower. As the hot water fell onto her body she tried to enjoy the feeling rather than try to think about Eric; the person she least wanted to have on her mind. Thinking about Marian was an option, but thoughts of her just brought thoughts of Eric anyway.

Once she was done with cleaning herself, she stepped out and dried herself off. Her hair was still a little damp, but the island weather would soon dry it up. The Asian slipped on a pair of dark army green short shorts, a blank tank top and a similar green jacket, grabbed her phone, slipped on her brown boots and went out the door. If she stayed home all she would do was try and kill time unsuccessfully until lunch. Mulan decided to go over to M-Mall and maybe find something to do or run into somebody. She smiled seeing someone in the mall: Stitch. "Good morning Stitch!" She called.

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Esmeralda woke up to the sun's rays beaming on her face. She groaned as she got up to shut the curtains. Her arms extended upwards above her head as she stretched and then slumped her shoulders with a sigh. "Well, good morning to me." She grumbled to herself. Still dressed in her nightgown she walked out of her room and into the hallway. Listening for any signs of her house mate she concluded Herc wasn't home. Man, Herc sure was an early riser. But she was a deep sleeper, so it didn't bother her. "Probably off chasing Til." She said with a chuckle. It was funny how he could so openly try to get to know her when everyone knew the Princeton boy through of the girl as his bitch.

She admired people like Herc who got up early to stay fit. There was Mulan and Robin too. Her, she just needed to dance; it was her own way of staying fit. Making her way down to the kitchen she grabbed a piece of bread and chewed slowly at it. There was some french toast sitting around magically, but she didn't feel the urge to eat it that morning. For some unknown reason, Esmeralda was content with even the simplest of meals. She was pretty grateful for everything actually. On the island, she felt free and blessed, like she could do whatever she wanted without having to worry. Maybe she was someone who was constantly hunted before, who knows.

Still in her nightgown and putting off changing for later, she walked out onto the porch and looked around. There were people out and about, as expected. Her attention was caught by a figure up on a hill. It looked like a boy was painting. Ah, must be Toulouse, she thought to herself. The boy was an amazing painter. It seemed like everyone on the island was special in their own way.

Marian Fitzwalter

Marian blinked a couple of times, trying to take in everything she had just done to her phone, a bit baffled and a bit blown away. How he'd managed to do that in a matter of ten-seconds was beyond her. She blinked a couple of times at the picture of herself and Eric on the home screen. She knew that she'd been taken completely by surprise by it and therefore her expression was that of a ditzy and confused one. She was embarrassed by it, but Eric saying she looked cute just made her feel all fluttery again. Eric offered her his hand and a walk along the beach and, to be honest, Marian's love for the beach mixed with Eric's charm just washed her away like the waves. She grinned and then gingerly took hold of his hand, still having her phone out and looking down to it with mystified eyes. "I don't know how you could just do all that like... it was reading a book or something." She laughed a little and then looked up to Eric, smiling widely and then looking down to the sand. "You're really smart Eric." She complimented, wondering if many people told him that. She knew most just thought of him as handsome. But who knows, maybe there was another side of him that could be a fancy technician.

Well... maybe that was a little far. However, she didn't believe that all Eric was was a pretty face. Sure, that was the thing that got her hooked most of the time (whether she wanted to or not) but there was also an element of Eric that she sure he tried to hide. Maybe, there was a part of him that wasn't so much just a flirty charm. Maybe...

Oliver Twirl

Oliver laughed a little at Rosie's constant talking and then at her last statement shook his head gently. "I like hearing you talk. You're really quite shy. It's nice to hear your voice." He said, grinning at her and then swinging their hands a little. As much as that was true, in all honesty, Oliver was just desperate for food, food and more food. He was hungry. And a boy of ten years old can't concentrate on more than one thing. He was excited about the den. A lot. But he was hungry. Geez, one thing at a time...

Oliver looked up as they approached Pluto's pizza and he had a little jump of joy, his grin dominating his face as he automatically sped up little by little until he was dashing towards the building and pulling Rosie along behind him. "Come on Rosie! I bet there's no one here right now, so we can get lots and lots all to ourselves!" Oliver said excitably beaming back to her.

Peter Pan

Peter's face lit up into a giant grin and he punched his fists into the air. "Beach!" He said excitably, looping his arm with Tilli's and then hoisting his beach bag up over his shoulder. He'd gone back home quickly when Herc had gone into tell Tinkerbell about getting a bikini on, picked up a couple of towels and switched to his swim shorts. He looked was now wearing brown swimming trunks and had simply left his shirt on over the top. He looked down at what Tilli was wearing. It was green, his favourite color. He broke into a giant smile and then said, "Like the outfit." Before stopping quickly and looking back to the house. He'd gotten so carried away with his best friend... "Where's Herc?" He asked, tilting his head back at Tilli's house and then looking down to the blonde. "He did come into tell you we were going to the beach, right Tink?" He asked, tilting his head gently.

Tilli's opinion about himself walking in on her wasn't very far from the truth. He didn't exactly want to see her naked, knowing it would be... really awkward from then on. Unlike Tink, Peter wouldn't really know how to act around someone who was naked. To act... sexy. The thought of Peter acting sexy was hilarious to anyone who was questioned it. It just wasn't something that would happen. However, Peter had, in the past, had caught sight of her bum when her bikini bottom slipped down slightly. However, instead of getting awkward, he laughed and told her not to fart in his face. Stuff like that wasn't at all strange, because it was silly and funny. Not at all serious and... sexual. God knows what Eric would've done at the mere sight of her butt cheeks right up in his face.