Okay, so there is a little backstory to this :P I LIVE to see Fairyforgot's designs in the generator and since I finally got the courage to post in the fanfiction section I want to write a few small stories based on her designs, I hope you like them :3 This post will be more of an index since the main characters of each short story will change. I will take a long time to post, so I just want to apologize now.

Index

The Statue in the Garden - #2
The Keeper of the Fairies - #4
A Disney Classic - #6

The Characters

Fairy Forgot's Design:



Whimsical Dream


My Design:



The Loyal Steed


The Statue in the Garden
Writting Now

A gloriously noble steed stood with his head held high, his giant horns that took years of grooming and upkeep, but they were the pride of the kingdom. Know throughout all of Sylestia, his Ivory and Ebony horns that were encrusted with glowing light blue aquamarine gems. The king was so enamored with his horns that he commissioned a beautiful peacock armor with rare light purple feathers that accented his light blue and black scales and his white, black and yellow mane. He felt more like a doll then one of the strongest Qitari in all of the land. This stupid horns made him so afraid to even move, on the off chance that he would ruin the overly delicate feathers attached to his armor or snap the string of light blue aquamarine gems and have them scatter in every direction. He was wearing a million coin armor, and he couldn't move in it. This title was mostly him looking strong and elegant. He never really fought anything when he put on the King's armor.

"Lord Eetu?" said a little brown Qitari as she tries to quietly sneak up on him. She was having a terrible time with it, as her hooves went clip clip clip clip on the marble walkway to his marble tower looking out from the top of the castle. The little brown Qitari had simple white ribbons draped on her body with light green gems that matched her eyes. They were giant light green and filled with wonderment. A newbie he suspected, no really steed of the royal army would have such hopeful eyes, not after what they've seen.

"What are you doing here?" asked Lord Eetu, ticked off.

"Oh! Well I'm here to be your squire," said the little brown Qitari. Figures.

"I don't take squires," said Lord Eetu as he continued to look out at the horizon, not giving her any time of day. She wasn't going to last the first battle. She was too... green, too weak, too... new.

"That's what the King said as well. But he also told me that if I just showed you what I could do then I can maybe convince you to take me on," rambled the little brown Qitari as she slowly gets more and more distracted, looking around and not looking him in the eye. It was a little irritating, since she was trying to impress him, not the other way around.

"Then show me what you can do," said Lord Eetu as he looked at her from the corner of his eye. If the king wanted her to show him what she could do then she must be good.

"What now!" said the little brown Qitari as her wide eyes grow wider.

"When will you get another chance?" asked Lord Eetu.

"The battlefield maybe, save your life possibly," said the little brown Qitari as she was weighing which option was better.

"How about you get the job before you have some sort of miraculous save. You might not be a squire with me," said Lord Eetu with a roll of his light blue eyes. She was trying to pretend that she had something that he wanted instead of the other way around.

"So I got the job!" squealed the little brown Qitari.

"No! You have to impress me to get the job! You have no foot to stand on here."

"I have four silly. Can't you count?"

"I can't talk with you. Please leave."

"Wait! At least give me the chance to show you!"

"I did, you said you couldn't be bothered."

"Then let me fight!"

"What? In a real battle! This is all I do! I just sit here and look out at the horizon day in and day out! I'm being paid to be a statue!" yelled Lord Eetu as he looks out at the horizon and realized, that this was his future. He was going to stare out at this horizon for the rest of his life and calling it duty. He would be stuck here for all of his life. Never feeling the adrenaline of battle, the feeling that he was doing something for his kingdom. He will just stand here till the end of time.

"But you're here, in such an important role," explained the little brown Qitari. "You are the one between the world and our King. He depends on you for his life and if he trusts you that inexplicably why do you think he won't put you on the front lines when there's an actual threat to the kingdom? you are the only soldier who actually gets to do things, even when there is peace. You're a hero in every sense and form."

Lord Eetu just scoffed but a small part of him couldn't help but think that maybe she was right. Which is why a small part of that scoff was a smile.

"Is that a yes?" asked the little brown QItari.

"I'm not agreeing to anything. I told you before that I don't take squires under my wing."

"Well I'm Leola and I'm not giving up. I will show you what I can do! I promise. Even if I have to wait for the next war! Would you like me to come tomorrow?"

"I don't see what's stopping you," said Lord Eetu, excited at the prospects of meeting up with this Leola again. She seemed to make this unfortunate situation of being the kingdoms statue, a little more honorable and that's all he could ask for.

The End

Oh my gosh!!!! I am so honored O.o and your story is BEAUTIFUL! You bring him to life so well! I never though anyone would write a story about my designs O.o I thought no one cared XD If you want, I can write a story for your design as well. Only if you if that's okay.

Main Characters

Fairyforgot's design



The Protector

My Desgin



The Dragon
_{I call him Suoh}

The Keeper of the Fairies

Tzofiya looked out at her hollow. Her glittering, gorgeous hollow. She watched as her Aeridinis played with her Nephinis. Twirling and swirling around in their beautifully bright colors and flowery wings. Queen Annabelle gently stroked the maroon crest on top her white head. It was to sooth her, but it only made her try and protect her little hollow. She wasn't going to let anything disturb her little patch of heaven. She rustled her white wings in nervousness as she moved to stop the Queen from petting her. She needed to concentrate and if she allowed Queen Annabelle to continue to soothingly stroke her crest, she would soon start to purr as all the tension in her body was released at the simple stroke. She loved when her Queen did that. It made her feel powerless to the whims of warmth and love. But Tzofiya didn't like how the winds were shifting. It was odd and terrible at the same time. Her black, white, and red tail swished at the clover covered hills. This perfection needed to be preserved. Her red eyes scanned the skies, re-scanning and re-scanning in search of the tiniest disturbance in her beautiful skies.

"You need to calm down," said the Queen as she takes Tzofiya's head in her hands to gently tickles Tzofiya's jaw. For a second, Tzofiya allowing herself to give in to the tinkling sensation that filled her entire head and down her neck. A pure sensation that made the bottom of her throat rumbled in pleasure. She let herself relax for a second. That's when everything turned wrong.

His powerful wings knocked a few trees down. They were powerful, more powerful then Tzofiya ever thought possible. Once he landed on the ground, he indented her perfect flowers to giant claw marks. To make sure that the people of the field knew he was there, he showered the fields in fire, burning her grass, her trees, and her subjects to a crisp. The burning smell of flesh was seared into her nose. It pained her to smell that. Smell those trees and those grass and those lives burning away because of him. Her fairy frills flared as her wings extended into their full height because even though she was half his size, her wingspan was twice his. And he knew it. His raging and roaring quickly turned into bared teeth and growls. Tzofiya lets out a roar and takes off, flying high in the skies. She lets out another roar when high enough before folding her wings in and angled downward, cutting through the wind. She positioned her black and cyan horns down, tucking her head to her chest as she cuts downwards towards this intruder. Her horns entwined with his and she tried to break free from them, putting her feet on his black, purple, and blue head and pushing with all of her might. He didn't like this very much. He decided to whip his head around, giving her an opportunity to take a kick to his throat and making him stop struggling so she could unlatch her horns taking a chunk of his horns with her. She fell to the ground and the Dragon took no time before head-butting her in the stomach, knocking her out as she let out a small pterodactyl shriek and her claws naturally dig into the Dragon's skin, breaking through the gray armor and the plated scales, digging into flesh. The Dragon bellows out a pain ridden roar as Tzofiya refused to un-clench her claws.

The Dragon managed to maneuver his jaws to her neck and latch on to her throat, slightly cutting through her scales. She felt blood rise in her throat and she started to snap at the air, at anything really, trying to grab something from his body to pull or rip or make bleed. He pulled her in the air, swinging around with her feet frantically trying to reach something. She was able to catch on to his underbelly and she ripped through it, making him bellow in pain to drop her. She shook out her head and lunged at the Dragon, her nose down and horns sturdy headbutting him in the stomach, propelling him across the perfectly grown grass, crushing a large part of it down. Tzofiya's wings rustled and expanded as she let out a violent roar, trying to tell him to back off. He didn't, he just shook it off and charged at her, his own horns steady and firm as they came barreling towards her. She was able to brace herself and get her claws ready, stopping him from ramming her in the stomach. She was able to twist his head and flip him towards the ground. Before he could get up and attack her, she pined both back legs, one front leg and his neck to the ground, teeth bared and ready to rip his throat out. That was until he laughed at her.

"You ruined my kingdom!" yelled Tzofiya as her teeth come back out. "Leave! Now!"

"I come from the kingdom in the South. This was war," said the Dragon with a smirk. "We didn't think the fairies had such a deadly protector. We will note this for later wars."

"Is this a service call! Why are you HERE!" roared Tzofiya as her face contorts into a menacing snarl.

"To test you. For you to show us if your kingdom is worth taking over," said the dragon.

"It's not, so look far away from my kingdom because I will die for this kingdom. I will fight till I have every knight of your kingdom's blood on my claws without blinking."

"We have hoards of draeyls ready to be deployed at any moment," says the Dragon.

"And I have giant wings and sharp claws," snarled Tzofiya as she applied pressure to his throat. small choking sounds came from his throat as well as a laugh.

"I will tell them that," gasped the Dragon with a smile. She waited a beat, her snarl growing smaller and smaller as he believed him more and more.

"I'm letting you go," said Tzofiya as she started to release pressure from her claws. Slowly shifting her weight to the back of her feet which she had taken off his back legs.

"That didn't take long," said the Dragon.

"Don't make me angry," said Tzofiya as she adds a little more weight to her claws, pressing it in his throat. He grimace a little.

"I'm sorry, okay. It's my bad," said the Dragon as he realizes she some little fairy he can mess with.

"Good boy," said Tzofiya as she starts to smile and instantly backs off watching as he takes flight into the sky and sailed away. She realized she had to get ready, she was going to have to get more protection if she wanted to go up against draeyl like that. She need to talk to Queen Annabelle.

Hyperventilates~!! OMG OMG OMG OMG~!!! I never thought you would read this or anything~!!! Thank you so much bows!!! And you wouldn't understand how beautiful your designs are~!! I love them to death~!! That would be fantastic~!!! I didn't know you could write!!! That would be fantastic~!! You can write in this forum if you want~!! I would love that <3

The Characters

Fairyforgot's Desgin



Oh Miss Lady

My Design



He's a Tramp

A Disney Classic

She was rich, he was trash. She was pampered and he was rough and tumble. They were nothing alike, and yet when she met him, everything worked so perfectly together. They loved sweeter, played harder, and fell into step with one another. No two people had been more perfect for one another. And he left her. Just left her, in the middle of the night. Now Redi just snuggled up close to her owners lap, a beautiful women in an luxurious house with the best for her little Luffox. The problem is that even with the best pillows and the most expensive food, none of them could heal her broken heart. She just sat out and looked at the rolling hills and the beautiful sunrise. Redi could daydream all day long by looking out the window. With the idea of how lovely it would be, if he had been by her side right then and there. But he wasn't he never would be able to.

"Redi! Redi are you there?" asked her owner as she scratched under Redi's long, floppy ears, getting just the right spot where Redi had trouble reaching without pulling out her back or cramping up her leg. It was the perfect way to forget about him. To forget that fantastic night. She shook, trying to dispel all the negative thoughts of him.

"How has your day been?" asked the owner as she continues to pet in the perfect area after Redi settled down.


Will write more later