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alcesverdes) wrote2008-02-03 12:57 am
alcesverdes) wrote2008-02-03 12:57 am
[Crossover: Princess Tutu/Nils Holgersson] Reciprocity
Title: Reciprocity.
Fandom: Princess Tutu/Nils Holgersson
Characters/Pairings: Ahiru, Nils. Mentions of Fakir.
Rating: G
Length: ~800 words
Summary: A duck turned into girl turned into duck and who needs help, meets a boy turned into elf who is in a different sort of trouble.
Spoilers: For the beginning of the second season of Tutu.
Author's Note: This crossover was begging to be.
When you are a normal girl, after barely dodging a huge falling bookcase, you can simply sigh in relief and maybe even laugh the scare away and go get a cup of tea with your friends.
When you are Ahiru, you realize you quacked quite loudly, mainly because our line of vision lowered down drastically, and then you notice most of our clothes ended up under the aforementioned bookcase.
"At least I've been myself all along," Ahiru thinks; if Pique and Lilie had been there too, the sudden transformation from human to duck would've been very hard to explain.
With stoic resignation, Ahiru hides the clothes that remain visible and climbs the desk up to the window. It's impossible for her to lift the bookcase, even if she was human, so she has to find someone with better chances of doing it before Mr. Cat comes back to his office; there's no way to know what he'd do if he saw Ahiru's clothes scattered all around. She shudders when she thinks about it; te marriage proposals are bad enough already.
Despite all of that, Ahiru's sort of glad this happened now instead of a few weeks ago, when she didn't have anyone to trust with this sort of problems. Though this one in particular was rather embarrasing, Fakir —who, judging by the time of the day should be reading at the library— is not the sort that would refuse to help her out.
Ahiru lands behind the row of bushes bellow the window and begins walking, wondering how she's going to translate her dilemma for the human to understand, when she heards someone calling, "Hey, you!" She nearly stops, but she soon realizes there's no-one who could have business with a duck —except Mr. Drosselmeyer and he always was far more dramatic in his entrances— so she keeps moving.
"Hey, duck! I'm talking to you!"
Ahiru freezes, her eyes wide open and her left foot held up in mid air.
"I need you help!" the voice continues.
Very slowly, Ahiru turns around over her right foot, still without lowering the other one.
What she sees is a boy who can't be taller than her current form. Not knowing what to do, she remains still.
The boy, on the other hand, keeps talking as if addressing birds were something he did everyday. "I overslept under a tree nearby and I lost my friends. Tell me, duck, have you seen old Akka?"
Ahiru manages to shake her head; she doesn't even know who this Akka character is.
"Can you tell me if there's a place around here can a flock of geese assemble, then?"
She finally lowers her left foot and scratches her beak with her wing. "The pond, maybe?"
He smiles broadly. "Can you take me there?"
Ahiru is going to reply that she can't right that moment when she notices something. "You–you can understand me? How can you understand me if I'm a duck? Did Mr. Drosselmeyer send you?" she asks amid a rain of feathers caused by the flapping of her wings.
"I don't know any Drosselmeyer," the boy says. "And of course I understand you; I'm an elf after all, am I not? Capable of understand the language of humans and animals!"
Ahiru tilts her head. "An elf? Like in the stories?"
"It's the first time an animal asks me that," he replies after a pause.
Ahiru blushes. "I'm sorry. I–I didn't even know elves existed..."
"We are very real, I assure you."
"Again, I'm very, very sorry!" Ahiru insists, because it's true, very true, and she says so several times.
"It–it's all right!" the boy-elf says, waving his hands in front of him. "C–can you take me to the pond? It's getting late."
Late? Oh, right.
"Um. I can tell you where the pond is, but I can't take you there; I'm in a hurry."
The boy blinks. "You are? Animals are never in a hurry unless they're in trouble."
Ahiru forces a laugh. "It's nothing, really."
"Tell me, maybe I can help."
"I sincerly doubt you can lift a bookcase all by yourself," she mutters. But then she's suddenly inspired. "But maybe you can tell someone who can! Let's go!" She grabs the boy-elf by the collar of his shirt with her beak and drags him all the way to the library.
If he can really talk to both humans and animals, he can tell Fakir about what she needs. Once that's taken care of, she'd be able to take him to the pond to meet his friends.
Ahiru sighs contently, happy to know that life makes sure you always find a solution to every problem if you pay attention.
Fandom: Princess Tutu/Nils Holgersson
Characters/Pairings: Ahiru, Nils. Mentions of Fakir.
Rating: G
Length: ~800 words
Summary: A duck turned into girl turned into duck and who needs help, meets a boy turned into elf who is in a different sort of trouble.
Spoilers: For the beginning of the second season of Tutu.
Author's Note: This crossover was begging to be.
When you are a normal girl, after barely dodging a huge falling bookcase, you can simply sigh in relief and maybe even laugh the scare away and go get a cup of tea with your friends.
When you are Ahiru, you realize you quacked quite loudly, mainly because our line of vision lowered down drastically, and then you notice most of our clothes ended up under the aforementioned bookcase.
"At least I've been myself all along," Ahiru thinks; if Pique and Lilie had been there too, the sudden transformation from human to duck would've been very hard to explain.
With stoic resignation, Ahiru hides the clothes that remain visible and climbs the desk up to the window. It's impossible for her to lift the bookcase, even if she was human, so she has to find someone with better chances of doing it before Mr. Cat comes back to his office; there's no way to know what he'd do if he saw Ahiru's clothes scattered all around. She shudders when she thinks about it; te marriage proposals are bad enough already.
Despite all of that, Ahiru's sort of glad this happened now instead of a few weeks ago, when she didn't have anyone to trust with this sort of problems. Though this one in particular was rather embarrasing, Fakir —who, judging by the time of the day should be reading at the library— is not the sort that would refuse to help her out.
Ahiru lands behind the row of bushes bellow the window and begins walking, wondering how she's going to translate her dilemma for the human to understand, when she heards someone calling, "Hey, you!" She nearly stops, but she soon realizes there's no-one who could have business with a duck —except Mr. Drosselmeyer and he always was far more dramatic in his entrances— so she keeps moving.
"Hey, duck! I'm talking to you!"
Ahiru freezes, her eyes wide open and her left foot held up in mid air.
"I need you help!" the voice continues.
Very slowly, Ahiru turns around over her right foot, still without lowering the other one.
What she sees is a boy who can't be taller than her current form. Not knowing what to do, she remains still.
The boy, on the other hand, keeps talking as if addressing birds were something he did everyday. "I overslept under a tree nearby and I lost my friends. Tell me, duck, have you seen old Akka?"
Ahiru manages to shake her head; she doesn't even know who this Akka character is.
"Can you tell me if there's a place around here can a flock of geese assemble, then?"
She finally lowers her left foot and scratches her beak with her wing. "The pond, maybe?"
He smiles broadly. "Can you take me there?"
Ahiru is going to reply that she can't right that moment when she notices something. "You–you can understand me? How can you understand me if I'm a duck? Did Mr. Drosselmeyer send you?" she asks amid a rain of feathers caused by the flapping of her wings.
"I don't know any Drosselmeyer," the boy says. "And of course I understand you; I'm an elf after all, am I not? Capable of understand the language of humans and animals!"
Ahiru tilts her head. "An elf? Like in the stories?"
"It's the first time an animal asks me that," he replies after a pause.
Ahiru blushes. "I'm sorry. I–I didn't even know elves existed..."
"We are very real, I assure you."
"Again, I'm very, very sorry!" Ahiru insists, because it's true, very true, and she says so several times.
"It–it's all right!" the boy-elf says, waving his hands in front of him. "C–can you take me to the pond? It's getting late."
Late? Oh, right.
"Um. I can tell you where the pond is, but I can't take you there; I'm in a hurry."
The boy blinks. "You are? Animals are never in a hurry unless they're in trouble."
Ahiru forces a laugh. "It's nothing, really."
"Tell me, maybe I can help."
"I sincerly doubt you can lift a bookcase all by yourself," she mutters. But then she's suddenly inspired. "But maybe you can tell someone who can! Let's go!" She grabs the boy-elf by the collar of his shirt with her beak and drags him all the way to the library.
If he can really talk to both humans and animals, he can tell Fakir about what she needs. Once that's taken care of, she'd be able to take him to the pond to meet his friends.
Ahiru sighs contently, happy to know that life makes sure you always find a solution to every problem if you pay attention.
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QUACK. *shush muses away*
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And Ahiru is cute.
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Most of my life I've spent thinking I'd never run into anyone who'd read either of the Nils books, but then this!
You have both Ahiru and Nils wonderfully in character. Well done!