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Paper Cranes Part 3 (Good Fortune Cranes)
#FanFiction #IsTheOrderARabbit (#GochiUsa)
#Wss366The street was gorgeous, with each shop and stall adorned with strings of colorful cranes.
“Look!” Chiya showed off a unique crane-shaped taiyaki [Note 1] that she had bought. “I have to learn to make these. Customers would love them: cranes, capybaras, cats, tanuki, and…”
“Usagi, rabbits,” the other girls chimed in.
Chiya nodded enthusiastically. “An Anko taiyaki with bean paste; cranes with custard…” She continued until she had exhausted all the possible animals.
The other girls had stopped listening and ran to a temple booth.
“I got a ‘Good Fortune,’” Rize said, unfolding the yellow crane he had bought at the temple.
“Mine is a ‘Tremendous Fortune,’” Syaro said, showing her blue crane to the others.
“It’s a ‘Bad Fortune,’” Chino said, holding out the red crane she had bought.
The girl selling them leaned over the edge of the stall, showing Chino a paper boat. “You’re so lucky. What you have is better than good luck. You can rid yourself of ill fortune by setting your crane sailing across the lake. All your bad luck will float away with it. Then come back and get a new fortune. Isn’t that wonderful—to exchange bad luck for good?”
“Yes, please,” Chino said, taking the boat from the woman.
Armed with the boat, they ran to the lake.
“Wow,” Megu said. The others just stared, mouths agape.
Before them, the lake spread out in an indigo-blue sheet. Light clouds floated above in an azure sky. A few paper boats floated lazily on the water’s #surface, amid dozens of cranes that had gathered there.
“Quadrillion,” Maya said in awe.
Chino placed her boat in the water, while Cocoa held her so she wouldn’t fall in. Then, carefully, she pushed the boat out into the lake.
“Oh, look,” Rize said as the boat sailed out among the cranes and then stopped where a gray crane examined it curiously.
Midori patted Chino’s head. “Looks like good fortune found you.”
Conclusion
[Note 1]Taiyaki
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#Wholesome #SliceOfLife #Yuri #FanFic
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Paper Cranes Part 3 (A Googolplex of Cranes)
#FanFiction #IsTheOrderARabbit (#GochiUsa)
#Wss366By the time the adults caught up with the girls, Maya was bursting with excitement. “There are thousands of them—thousands upon thousands of paper cranes! A googolplex worth.”
“What’s a googolplex?” Syaro asked Rize.
Fortunately or unfortunately, Cocoa overheard, “Ten times a googol, which is ten to the hundredth power.”
At the same time, Maya offered a simpler explanation. She swept her arms wide and said, “That’s a googolplex and a bazillion #gay-colored cranes.”
Midori’s explanation was even simpler: “It’s a lot.”
“So many definitions,” Takahiro said, looking at Midori. “I wonder what would happen if I asked for the definition of love.”
The kids hadn’t heard, having dashed ahead, and Midori missed his glance.
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#Wholesome #SliceOfLife #Yuri #FanFic
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Paper Cranes Part 2 (In Praise of Hott Cocoa)
#FanFiction #IsTheOrderARabbit (#GochiUsa)
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt #MicroPrompt 9/13Takahiro and Midori watched the girls with their eyes, smiling as they saw Maya and Megu stare at the paper cranes decorating the shop. Chino, more reserved, peeked over their shoulders.
Meanwhile, Cocoa bought the tickets and tried corralling the girls, only to be sucked into their excitement.
“They’re so happy,” Midori said, “Practically #luminous.”
“Even Chino,” Rize said, bashful at joining the adult conversation. “The shop is so much fun to work at now.”
She hurriedly added, “Not that it wasn’t before.”
“Even if you have to clean up Cocoa's messes?” Midori asked.
“It #bugs me sometimes, but even then. How could I not? She makes you smile. Even Chino is brighter now. She used to hardly ever smile.”
Takahiro nodded. “We can thank Cocoa for that. I was worried at first about letting her stay with us, but it’s been a #blessing.”
“And we’ve made lots of new friends because of her.” Rize smiled at Chiya and Syaro.
The girls smiled back.
“There’s something about her,” Chiya said. “She’s so scatterbrained, but she brings people together. It’s hard not to have fun around her.”
“Go on, you three join them,” Takahiro said. “You don’t really want to be with the stodgy adults. There’s time enough for that.”
The three girls looked at each other, then Rize nodded. She turned to the adults and said, “It’s been nice speaking with you, Takahiro-san. You too, Midori-san. But you’re right; we belong with them.”
The girls set off after their friends at a trot.
As he watched them leave, Takahiro said to Midori, “They grow up so fast.”
“Too fast, I think,” Midori added.
#ごちうさ #ご注文はうさぎですか?
#Wholesome #SliceOfLife #Yuri #FanFic
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Paper Cranes Part 1
#FanFiction #IsTheOrderARabbit (#GochiUsa)
#Wss366 #MastoPrompt (8/26 Cranes, somehow this one never got posted.)“Where are we going?” Maya asked. She was leading the other girls, bouncing more than walking.
“That’s a surprise,” Midori said, with a laugh tugging at her lips.
“Dad, where are we going?” Chino asked more quietly than the others. She held Takahiro’s hand on one side by choice, and Cocoa’s on the other at Cocoa’s insistence.
“You’ll know when we arrive,” he answered. “It was Midori’s idea, and it’s her surprise.” His smile radiated joy equal to Midori’s.
“I know,” Cocoa said. “We’re going to the park, the one with the carousel.”
“The park is the other way,” Chiya said, pointing. Her kimono sleeves caught the cool morning breeze. The green of her dress matched the summer vegetation. Next to her friends in casual dress, she looked regal.
“It’s toward the lake,” Rize said. “Perhaps we're going swimming?” Her glance strayed to Syaro. Catching her eye, she nodded thanks for teaching her to swim.
“It can’t be swimming; we didn’t bring swimsuits,” Megu said.
The two adults nodded in agreement. Instead of answering, they listened to the girls' chatter.
Syaro finally spoke. “I know where we’re going, and you should too, Chiya. We were just talking about it last night.”
“Oh, the…”
“Shush,” the adults said, almost drowned out by the chorus of “Where, where, where are we going?”
“Look! It says ‘#Crane Viewing.’” Cocoa pointed to a pastel blue banner.
“Go on, and run ahead if you want, but don’t bother anyone.” No sooner had Takahiro spoken than the younger girls began running. Chiya and Syaro continued strolling, while Rize and Cocoa decided which group to join. The former joined the “Ladylike” group, while Cocoa continued looking after Chino and the rest of ChiMaME. "I have to look after my little sister.”
Midori chuckled and said, “That's the duty of a big sister.”
Takahiro winked at Midori knowingly and said to Cocoa, “Go on, here is the money to buy tickets. We'll join you.”
#Wholesome #SliceOfLife #Yuri #FanFic
#MicroFiction #TootFic #Serial #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP
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Rabbit House Obon (ラビットハウスお盆)
#IsTheOrderARabbit? (#GochiUsa) #FanFiction
#MicroPrompt #MastoPrompt 8/13
Takahiro held the amber #malt up to the #light, showing his appreciation with a tiny nod, then handed it to Midori.
Rabbit House was currently quiet, with Aoyama Midori being the only customer. She took a sip and sighed with contentment. “Nice.”
“Are you visiting anyone for Obon?” he asked, leaning against the bar. With just Midori and himself, he could relax. It was a soft, warm evening, perfect for that.
“My daughter. It was a swimming accident.”
“I’m sorry.” He paused. “I didn’t know you had a daughter.”
“I don’t talk about it. Maybe I’ll write a story about her someday, but right now, cute will do. Chino reminds me of her. Cute, quiet, shy, good kid. I miss her.”
“Where is she?”
“Cimetière du Lapin Vert. Tomorrow morning, I’ll buy some flowers, marigolds. She loved them, and they’re bright like her smile.”
“Would you mind taking Chino? Her mother wanted to see her.”
She nodded, and Takahiro slid another malt whiskey across to her. “On the house.”
#MircoFiction #TootFic #NMPrompts #NMMP #Obon #ご注文はうさぎですか? #ごちうさ
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Goldenrod and Dandelions
アキノキリンソウとダンディライオン
🐰 #IsTheOrderARabbit 🐰 #FanFiction
Syaro sighed, “A double shift, and on my birthday too. Being poor is hard.”
It would have been a lovely evening with a golden haze on the hills and quaint shops preparing to close if only it weren’t so hot. Instead, the sun beat down on her, more like molten #gold than a gilded evening greeting. Even the cobblestones radiated heat.
It had been a long day. The second-shift girl had gotten sick at the last minute, and customers looking for a shady place to sit and a cooling tea flooded the Fleur de Lapin café. Iced Lapin Glacé was popular, and there had been half a dozen orders for the less popular Concomelon de Lapin. But none of her friends had visited.
She was worn out and depressed. If she were Cocoa or Chino, everyone would have dropped by without fail. Not even her best friend Chiya had come by.
She was rounding the last corner home when she glimpsed Rize darting from behind a hedge. “Oh, it’s a surprise party,” she thought, cheering up. She wouldn’t let Rize know she’d spotted him. Letting them think they’d surprised her was more important. Why had she doubted them?
A smile touched her lips, a genuine one, not her usual customer-service smile.
She paused at the threshold, breath held. She’d expected a surprise, but not like this. Golden blooms lay gathered at her feet: goldenrod, goldsturm, hawkweed, and dandelions, bright as summer laughter.
“How wonderful!” She began gathering an armful of blooms to put in a vase when her smile froze. Wild Geese, her self-invited bunny housemate, had come around the corner, a #plant in its mouth and a mischievous twinkle in its eye. Syaro’s eyes fastened on the golden yellow blossom of the tansy.
“At least Wild Geese remembered,” she said. Bitter and unhappy, she took her wildflower bouquet into the house.
Sunflowers
Glorious SunflowersAlong the wall, hanging from the ceiling, in bunches or singly, the room smiled at her.
On the table stood a yellow cake, its thick whipped frosting as soft and light as a pale yellow peony, with the words “Happy Birthday!!!” in marigold letters.
All her friends began singing to the blushing Syaro.
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday to you.Then, Syaro nearly fainted as Rize presented her with a bunch of yellow roses. “Rize...” she thought, “roses.” Her mind drifted like buttercups on a stream. All she could do was mutter, “Senpai.”
Happy birthday, dear Syaro.
Happy birthday to you.🐇 #GochiUsa 🐇 #ごちうさ 🐇
☕️ #ご注文はうさぎですか ☕
🔫 #RizeTedeza #天々座理世
💛 #SyaroKirima #桐間紗路
🐰 #WildGeese #ワイルドギース
#NMPP #NMPrompts #NMMP #NMv366 #TootFic
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Goldenrod and Dandelions
アキノキリンソウとダンディライオン
🐰 #IsTheOrderARabbit 🐰 #FanFiction
Syaro sighed, “A double shift, and on my birthday too. Being poor is hard.”
It would have been a lovely evening with a golden haze on the hills and quaint shops preparing to close if only it weren’t so hot. Instead, the sun beat down on her, more like molten #gold than a gilded evening greeting. Even the cobblestones radiated heat.
It had been a long day. The second-shift girl had gotten sick at the last minute, and customers looking for a shady place to sit and a cooling tea flooded the Fleur de Lapin café. Iced Lapin Glacé was popular, and there had been half a dozen orders for the less popular Concomelon de Lapin. But none of her friends had visited.
She was worn out and depressed. If she were Cocoa or Chino, everyone would have dropped by without fail. Not even her best friend Chiya had come by.
She was rounding the last corner home when she glimpsed Rize darting from behind a hedge. “Oh, it’s a surprise party,” she thought, cheering up. She wouldn’t let Rize know she’d spotted him. Letting them think they’d surprised her was more important. Why had she doubted them?
A smile touched her lips, a genuine one, not her usual customer-service smile.
She paused at the threshold, breath held. She’d expected a surprise, but not like this. Golden blooms lay gathered at her feet: goldenrod, goldsturm, hawkweed, and dandelions, bright as summer laughter.
“How wonderful!” She began gathering an armful of blooms to put in a vase when her smile froze. Wild Geese, her self-invited bunny housemate, had come around the corner, a #plant in its mouth and a mischievous twinkle in its eye. Syaro’s eyes fastened on the golden yellow blossom of the tansy.
“At least Wild Geese remembered,” she said. Bitter and unhappy, she took her wildflower bouquet into the house.
Sunflowers
Glorious SunflowersAlong the wall, hanging from the ceiling, in bunches or singly, the room smiled at her.
On the table stood a yellow cake, its thick whipped frosting as soft and light as a pale yellow peony, with the words “Happy Birthday!!!” in marigold letters.
All her friends began singing to the blushing Syaro.
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday to you.Then, Syaro nearly fainted as Rize presented her with a bunch of yellow roses. “Rize...” she thought, “roses.” Her mind drifted like buttercups on a stream. All she could do was mutter, “Senpai.”
Happy birthday, dear Syaro.
Happy birthday to you.🐇 #GochiUsa 🐇 #ごちうさ 🐇
☕️ #ご注文はうさぎですか ☕
🔫 #RizeTedeza #天々座理世
💛 #SyaroKirima #桐間紗路
🐰 #WildGeese #ワイルドギース
#NMPP #NMPrompts #NMMP #NMv366 #TootFic
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Goldenrod and Dandelions
アキノキリンソウとダンディライオン
🐰 #IsTheOrderARabbit 🐰 #FanFiction
Syaro sighed, “A double shift, and on my birthday too. Being poor is hard.”
It would have been a lovely evening with a golden haze on the hills and quaint shops preparing to close if only it weren’t so hot. Instead, the sun beat down on her, more like molten #gold than a gilded evening greeting. Even the cobblestones radiated heat.
It had been a long day. The second-shift girl had gotten sick at the last minute, and customers looking for a shady place to sit and a cooling tea flooded the Fleur de Lapin café. Iced Lapin Glacé was popular, and there had been half a dozen orders for the less popular Concomelon de Lapin. But none of her friends had visited.
She was worn out and depressed. If she were Cocoa or Chino, everyone would have dropped by without fail. Not even her best friend Chiya had come by.
She was rounding the last corner home when she glimpsed Rize darting from behind a hedge. “Oh, it’s a surprise party,” she thought, cheering up. She wouldn’t let Rize know she’d spotted him. Letting them think they’d surprised her was more important. Why had she doubted them?
A smile touched her lips, a genuine one, not her usual customer-service smile.
She paused at the threshold, breath held. She’d expected a surprise, but not like this. Golden blooms lay gathered at her feet: goldenrod, goldsturm, hawkweed, and dandelions, bright as summer laughter.
“How wonderful!” She began gathering an armful of blooms to put in a vase when her smile froze. Wild Geese, her self-invited bunny housemate, had come around the corner, a #plant in its mouth and a mischievous twinkle in its eye. Syaro’s eyes fastened on the golden yellow blossom of the tansy.
“At least Wild Geese remembered,” she said. Bitter and unhappy, she took her wildflower bouquet into the house.
Sunflowers
Glorious SunflowersAlong the wall, hanging from the ceiling, in bunches or singly, the room smiled at her.
On the table stood a yellow cake, its thick whipped frosting as soft and light as a pale yellow peony, with the words “Happy Birthday!!!” in marigold letters.
All her friends began singing to the blushing Syaro.
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday to you.Then, Syaro nearly fainted as Rize presented her with a bunch of yellow roses. “Rize...” she thought, “roses.” Her mind drifted like buttercups on a stream. All she could do was mutter, “Senpai.”
Happy birthday, dear Syaro.
Happy birthday to you.🐇 #GochiUsa 🐇 #ごちうさ 🐇
☕️ #ご注文はうさぎですか ☕
🔫 #RizeTedeza #天々座理世
💛 #SyaroKirima #桐間紗路
🐰 #WildGeese #ワイルドギース
#NMPP #NMPrompts #NMMP #NMv366 #TootFic
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Goldenrod and Dandelions
アキノキリンソウとダンディライオン
🐰 #IsTheOrderARabbit 🐰 #FanFiction
Syaro sighed, “A double shift, and on my birthday too. Being poor is hard.”
It would have been a lovely evening with a golden haze on the hills and quaint shops preparing to close if only it weren’t so hot. Instead, the sun beat down on her, more like molten #gold than a gilded evening greeting. Even the cobblestones radiated heat.
It had been a long day. The second-shift girl had gotten sick at the last minute, and customers looking for a shady place to sit and a cooling tea flooded the Fleur de Lapin café. Iced Lapin Glacé was popular, and there had been half a dozen orders for the less popular Concomelon de Lapin. But none of her friends had visited.
She was worn out and depressed. If she were Cocoa or Chino, everyone would have dropped by without fail. Not even her best friend Chiya had come by.
She was rounding the last corner home when she glimpsed Rize darting from behind a hedge. “Oh, it’s a surprise party,” she thought, cheering up. She wouldn’t let Rize know she’d spotted him. Letting them think they’d surprised her was more important. Why had she doubted them?
A smile touched her lips, a genuine one, not her usual customer-service smile.
She paused at the threshold, breath held. She’d expected a surprise, but not like this. Golden blooms lay gathered at her feet: goldenrod, goldsturm, hawkweed, and dandelions, bright as summer laughter.
“How wonderful!” She began gathering an armful of blooms to put in a vase when her smile froze. Wild Geese, her self-invited bunny housemate, had come around the corner, a #plant in its mouth and a mischievous twinkle in its eye. Syaro’s eyes fastened on the golden yellow blossom of the tansy.
“At least Wild Geese remembered,” she said. Bitter and unhappy, she took her wildflower bouquet into the house.
Sunflowers
Glorious SunflowersAlong the wall, hanging from the ceiling, in bunches or singly, the room smiled at her.
On the table stood a yellow cake, its thick whipped frosting as soft and light as a pale yellow peony, with the words “Happy Birthday!!!” in marigold letters.
All her friends began singing to the blushing Syaro.
Happy birthday to you.
Happy birthday to you.Then, Syaro nearly fainted as Rize presented her with a bunch of yellow roses. “Rize...” she thought, “roses.” Her mind drifted like buttercups on a stream. All she could do was mutter, “Senpai.”
Happy birthday, dear Syaro.
Happy birthday to you.🐇 #GochiUsa 🐇 #ごちうさ 🐇
☕️ #ご注文はうさぎですか ☕
🔫 #RizeTedeza #天々座理世
💛 #SyaroKirima #桐間紗路
🐰 #WildGeese #ワイルドギース
#NMPP #NMPrompts #NMMP #NMv366 #TootFic
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#MastoPrompt 6/25
Riding Double
#FanFiction #AdachiToShimamura
“Look where you’re going,” Shimamura yelled, the wind tearing at her words.
She’d never been sure how Adachi steered the bike while looking at her. That question was now burning up the circuits of her brain, red lights flashing. It took a lot for that to happen. Normally, her brain was half asleep. On a good day, it might be 90% awake, but at the moment, it was running at 200% wakefulness.
It took an intersection full of trucks at the bottom of a hill to wake her up like that. “This is why the school forbade riding double,” she thought. Too late to worry about that—Adachi was staring at her, and the trucks were rumbling past.
“Brake! Brake! Brake!” she yelled.
Adachi blinked and froze. “Never yell at Adachi,” Shimamura thought too late.
“Trucks,” she said, just loud enough to be heard over the rushing air. A small part of her brain analyzed what was happening and marveled at her self-control.
She almost added, “I’ll let you sit between my legs” as a bribe. “No, no, no!” That small part of her brain panicked, screaming. “She’ll freeze.” As though she hadn’t already. But the comment would have locked Adachi into a glacial winter. Its icy depths would have someday yielded mastodons, and a mangled Shimamura.
Adachi looked forward and slammed on the brakes, #decelerating suddenly.
Shimamura—
sailing—
over—
Adachi—
handlebars.
Time seemed to stop, and a little girl with sparkling blue hair appeared floating in the air. Shimamura drifted into her arms.
“It’s destiny.”
@stevencudahy
#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga -
Adachi at Sunset <Continued from Part 1 above)
“Cute,” Shimamura thought while studying Adachi’s face. The golden light lit it up, highlighting the features she loved. “How did I get so lucky?” The words almost slipped out. “What the heck,” she thought and said it.
Adachi blushed redder than the rose-tinted clouds outside their window. Shimamura smiled. No one but Adachi affected her that way.
Shimamura tried not to tease her wife too much. It was fun, but dangerous. Too much teasing could put Adachi out of action for hours. Once she had gone too far, causing Adachi to bang her head against the wall. That wasn’t fun at all and had terrified her.
“So what were you thinking about?” she asked.
Adachi just looked down and tugged harder on her hair.
“Okay, that’s not working,” Shimamura thought. She took a piece of paper she had been jotting notes on, walked over, and handed it and a pen to Adachi.
“Write it down for me. Pweese.” Shimamura had learned that writing sometimes helped. “Pweese” was a risk. Adachi could never resist when she said it like that — unless her brain melted. And that was a real risk.
That time she had frozen in the middle of the grocery store had been a nightmare. Or when she hid in the stationery store. Who would’ve thought a place that small had such a good hiding spot?
Fortunately, Adachi survived the massive brain storm “Pweese” produced and made several attempts at writing. She’d start writing, pause, then furiously scratch it out. She finally took a deep breath and hurriedly wrote something.
Shimamura had been waiting for that and snatched the paper before Adachi could scribble it out.
Shimamura read, “I was remembering how you looked at the CARNIVAL.”
“You mean when we kiss under the sunset?” Shimamura asked.
That was too much for poor Adachi, who dove under her blanket, the one with the horrible Shimamura store logo in big letters.
#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiToShimamura #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga #FanFiction #AutisticCharacters #ActuallyAutistic
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Adachi at Sunset
“I hate this,” Shimamura grumbled. “When you get off work, that should be it. It’s worse than school. At least I could fall asleep pretending I was working on homework. My boss will yell at…”
Shimamura looked up from her papers scattered on the table to Adachi, who was on the couch with her favorite blanket. Adachi was staring vacantly past her. It was still embarrassing how Adachi would stare at her while pretending to watch TV, but Shimamura was used to it. Looking past her was a new, irritating surprise.
“What are you looking at?” Shimamura asked.
As expected, Adachi’s eyes darted around, and she tugged at her hair.
Not receiving an answer, Shimamura looked behind her. “Wow, glorious.” It was indeed. Golden light illuminated the sky and red tinted the edges of the clouds.
“Were you admiring the sunset?” Adachi was usually oblivious to things like that, so Shimamura’s curiosity was piqued.
Adachi shook her head yes and then violently no. “No,” she muttered, looking both alarmed and confused.
Part 1 <Continued>
#MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiToShimamura #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga #FanFiciction #AutisticCharacters #ActuallyAutistic