((Fake cut-tag leads to Pippi's journal, in which she meets a sparkly vampire! Pippi's favourite song is in fact her own themesong, in the original Swedish, thank you VERY much. =D Feel free to let you characters come across Pippi when she's grooming her newfound horse!))
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She’s got a smile that it seems to me / Reminds me of childhood memories
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Pippi's singing had changed all of that. Mel is currently hanging out of the window, openly gawking that there is a REAL LIVE ACTUAL HORSE. In, like, speaking-to distance.
To stay in and read or go out and say hey to the horse and his girl? No contest. In about five seconds, Mel is by Pippi's side.
'You have a horse? That is so cosmic!'
Ahh, council estate life.
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Mel had not so much as spoken before Mr. Nilsson perked up, made an exctatic chattering sound and climbed up the angel's leg to sit on her shoulder and rub his head lovingly against her cheek. Little Old Man looked happy too, but settled for giving Mel's hand an affectionate nuzzle. Clearly, having an angel around was a wonderful thing.
Pippi also noticed the change in environment, though without really paying attention to it. Her disposition was sunny enough as it was without any angelic help, and she beamed at Mel.
"I just got him back," she said proudly. "He was running around in the Forbidden Forest with the unicorns." She peered at Mr. Nilsson. The last time she'd seen him take to someone that fast, it had been that angel boy...
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'Unicorns?' Mel asks, beaming back. 'Lucky boy. Did you meet any when you found him?'
Her tone is anything but patronising. Little kids are often smarter than adults, especially when it comes to angelic stuff. She's hugely interested, fizzy with happiness at the way the animals are reacting and bubbling over with excitement at seeing a real live HORSE. Monkeys were seen in zoos before.
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Or maybe not. Pippi believed it was possible for humans to walk on water. She really didn't think it could be that hard to tame a wild horse... She stopped the grooming and gave Little Old Man an apple to chew on, while she herself popped a sugar cube into her mouth and bit into it with a crunching sound. And then she offered one to Mel. No one could say that she wasn't polite!
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Mel tries to envision a herd of milk-white steeds galloping over open fields, all majestic and noble and mystical. Thankfully, this overly-romantic vision evaporates when the sugar cube is offered to her by the freckled Swedish redhead. Mel accepts, nibbling at a corner of it.
'I'm Mel,' she says. 'It's nice to meet you and your animals.'
(Also, it's totally possible to walk on water if you're a trainee angel having their initiation.)
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She took a few steps back, put her hands at her side and regarded Little Old Man with a critical eye. "Now the question is where he's going to live. Do you know if there are any porches around?" She looked at Mel, frowning. This was a Very Important Issue.
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'I don't know if castles are big on the porch thing,' Mel says thoughtfully. 'I've never really even seen a horse this close before. How about the stables? I'm sure we have some. I just have no clue where. You kept him on a porch before?'
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There was a slight pause. "I'll have you know that in India, every single castle has a porch. They wouldn't build them otherwise! Says it takes away the charm of it." Pippi nodded seriously. "But that hasn't reached here yet, it seems. Oh well."
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Mel looks a little perplexed.
'How can you carry something down from a porch? ...you've been to India? Oooh, what's it like?' Since I'll be going there in my next book '...apart from the porch-castle ratio.'
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To emphasis this, Pippi turned herself up and down and began to promenade around on her hands, with her large shoes waving back and forth on the air like two huge, black TV-antennas.
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Setting Mr. Nilsson on Little Old Man's back, Mel easily stands on her own hands, hair trailing on the ground. 'But just in case, is it like this?' Perhaps not for long, however, because she quickly overbalances. 'I suppose I should practice more.'
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There was a slight pause before she actually thought of asking, "Why would you be invisible?" After all, that sounded a bit more complicated than learning to walk on your hands... A neat trick, though. Pippi could do an awful lot of things, but turning invisible was unfortunately not one of them. She wondered if it was something she could learn.
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'It's just a thing I can do,' Mel says evasively, rubbing her nose. 'You know, like some people can roll their tongues and cartwheel and stuff.'
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'Well. That seems like rotten luck,' Mel says carefully, unsure about how to approach this particular kid. 'But then he probably shouldn't have slept with his mouth open.'
Mel smiles. 'And seriously, it gets annoying when people walk through you. And you can't eat food that's for humans.' No, instead there's the trail mix, which deserves to be burnt...
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Pippi had a tendency to catch on to specific words. Words like... 'humans.' "So what are you, then?" she asked. No judging, of course. She was just curious.
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