Show What You're Made Of {Open}
Jul 14, 2020 21:10:33 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2020 21:10:33 GMT -5
"Nothing'll stop me this time! Now that I'm a real boy, I'm going to school!" Pinocchio proclaimed as he hurried over to school, his blue eyes bearing a look of determination as he attempted to only look directly in front of him. Nothing will tempt him this time! He was going to make his Father proud! Except as soon as he got to the school, Pinocchio's excitement of finally reaching the school had made his attention turn to the many other real boys playing just outside of school while they waited for the bell to ring. With a bright smile on his face, Pinocchio hurried over to the boys and greeted them with a tip of his hat. "Hi! I'm Pinocchio! Can I play?!"
The sound of the bell distracted Pinocchio again, causing him to look over to the building. He wanted to see what the other boys would do though. Yet as soon as Pinocchio turned around, they were gone! In fact, he even gave his body a whirl and everything was different! Even the buildings were different!
"Gee... this place sure looks different!" The raven haired boy mused thoughtfully as he raised a finger by his mouth in pensive wonder. It was almost similar to his acting job, where every background kept changing so fast! But it was strange that he wasn't on a stage this time. Suddenly, his blue eyes caught something that made him do a double take. His finger! Why, it was covered in his old white gloves! "Oh!" Suddenly, the perplexed boy felt his arms with his gloved hand and he found them to not be soft anymore; They were back to wood! "Oh no! What's happened?!" He said as his gloved hands flew his face to touch his wooden complexion of shock! He couldn't make sense of it! He was a real boy and then suddenly.. he's not!
All he could hear was the Blue Fairy's words in his mind: A boy who won't be good, might just as well be made of wood.
Oh no! What did he do?! "Father?! Father!!" Pinocchio frantically called out to his father as he gazed searchingly through the crowd of people in hopes that he was here with him. "Jiminy?! Oh Jiminy, where are you?!" He searched for the floor as the wooden puppet meandered through the crowd without the aid of strings, whistling for his conscience in hopes that he'd be around, too.
The sound of the bell distracted Pinocchio again, causing him to look over to the building. He wanted to see what the other boys would do though. Yet as soon as Pinocchio turned around, they were gone! In fact, he even gave his body a whirl and everything was different! Even the buildings were different!
"Gee... this place sure looks different!" The raven haired boy mused thoughtfully as he raised a finger by his mouth in pensive wonder. It was almost similar to his acting job, where every background kept changing so fast! But it was strange that he wasn't on a stage this time. Suddenly, his blue eyes caught something that made him do a double take. His finger! Why, it was covered in his old white gloves! "Oh!" Suddenly, the perplexed boy felt his arms with his gloved hand and he found them to not be soft anymore; They were back to wood! "Oh no! What's happened?!" He said as his gloved hands flew his face to touch his wooden complexion of shock! He couldn't make sense of it! He was a real boy and then suddenly.. he's not!
All he could hear was the Blue Fairy's words in his mind: A boy who won't be good, might just as well be made of wood.
Oh no! What did he do?! "Father?! Father!!" Pinocchio frantically called out to his father as he gazed searchingly through the crowd of people in hopes that he was here with him. "Jiminy?! Oh Jiminy, where are you?!" He searched for the floor as the wooden puppet meandered through the crowd without the aid of strings, whistling for his conscience in hopes that he'd be around, too.