...Oh, Hello! Oh, excuse me..
Ahem, hello, hello~? Ah, there we are. It'll be a disaster if my prized mic lost it's saturation... Let's get to our beloved protagonists day now shall we? This is...
𝒩𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒶𝓉𝑜𝓇 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝓍 𝒲𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒟𝒶𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔
Ah, such very nice wheather, isn't it? The warm morning sunshine, the silky wind caressing the fresh grass... Such a wonderful day for such a wonderful Neighborhood.
Oh! It seems your friend has been waiting for you!
"Welcome home, neighbor!~"
Wally Darling waved, excited to see you again.
"So friend, I've been having some thoughts lately, and I need your help! Sally and I have been wanting to make a play that is completely original! But we are stuck on ideas..."
Oh, no!
"Oh! How about we go around the Neighborhood, to find some ~inspiration~!"
As Wally's hands sparkle, We followed our little friend to look around the neighborhood.
First was Juilie Joyful's lushous garden!
Hm?
It seems that Wally has found something! It was a little snail in a buckett, with a top hat that looked out curiously.
Wally eyed the snail and waved his hand.
"Hello, small neighbor! Do you have any ideas on our play?"
Wally asked the little snail, though there was no answer. The little gentlemen continued to spin in the buckett slowly. Wally shook his head.
"Hm, cricles are nice but I don't think it'll be fit or our play... Let's look somewhere else!"
Leaving the small and slow neighbor behind, we travelled over to Poppy's Barn.
"Found anything Neighbor? Oh!-"
Wally looked up to see a bird has stopped on his blue hair.
The little bird looked around cluelessly as to where they had stood.
"Hello new Neighbor! Do you have any ideas for our play?"
Wally gazed upon the feathery friend. They chirped a few tunes before fluttering into the sky, Wally taken aback from it's sudden moves.
"Ah, of course! Singing! Oh wait... what kind of song?"
Moving along the groove and Walking along the sidewalk, Wally put a hand on his chin in a inquiring manner. He gazed upon a mailbox, then a colourful poster, to then snap his fingers as a ding-dong of an idea popped up.
It seems that our friendly friend has an idea.
"I know someone who can help us!"
Oh? Well you better catch up neighbor, hohoh!
.......
...
...Wait a small moment, is this not-
DING-DONG
Such timing as always... It seems that I have a guest today hm? Or shall I say... I'm the guest.
"I shall be there in a moment neighbor."
As expected, it was our friend Wally who was at the door. It has been a while since I've been on stage so please do forgive my appearance... Oh who am I saying, I look outstanding 24/7!
"Why hello and hello there Wally Darling."
"Why hello and hello there, Narrator."
Wally gave a soft smile glee to see me. I smiled back down at the little neighbor, tilting a nonexistent hat in a polite manner.
"I figure you are in need of something. Let us go inside shall we? I hope you are up for some tea."
I welcomed my neighbor, quietly closing the door as they walked in my residence. The smell of freshly toasted waffles was flooding my house, it was a kind, pleasing smell.
Eating on the job? Oh, please... I'm the narrator! You haven't heard me chew have you? That'll be ridiculous.
I moved away some scripts that was on the table.
"I hope you are comfy. Go on while I go fetch the toast's."
I said.
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"An original idea for a play I see?"
I asked Wally as I set down his plate.
"Mhm. Me and Sally want to put on something new, we don't want to follow Jullie's picture books again..."
Wally looked at his food for a moment, eyeing me while doing so to which I returned an understanding smile and began to think while closing my eyes.
"Hmm... well, all of the plays you both put on are amazing! I can't possibly think of something that can top that."
I said opening one eye to check my friend. He was looking around the living room.
There were many filed with papers and different kinds of litereture inside walls of cabinets. He read a few the were next to him.
My scripts are a little bit silly, or that's at least what I've heard from the people around me. I constantly repeat words and phrases when explaining little actions between the neighborhood, it just adds to their charm I think.
I thought of a charming thought for the charming Wally and his play.
"...How about a love story?"
I suggested.
"A love story?"
"A love story."
I put a finger up in a sly manner. Wally titled his head, eyeing me puzzled.
"Love? Is it when a princess gets saved by a prince from a monster?"
Wally was thinking back on one of his older plays.
I looked at our friend while thinking of something to say.
"Hmm... Well love isn't only that, Wally. In fact, love can be anything and everywhere! All you have to do is hear, touch, and feel it."
Wally perked up with curiousity.
"How do I see it?"
The room felt eery.
I giggled as I stretched my arm to the closet in the back. When opened,it was completely black as if there was nothing. However, when I reached in, a small ukulele came out in my hand as I sat it on my lap.
"Let me show you one love I had."
I smiled as I began to play.
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"We were playing in the sand~"
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"And you found a little band~"
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"You, told me you, fell in love with it, hadn't gone as I planned~..."
I made a small pouting face, as if I was bummed in the moment.
"When you had a bid adeu-"
"Oooooh-, ooooh, oooooooh~"
Wally joined in, singing afterwards. I was surprised, though smiled loveingly as I continued.
"Said you'd never love anew~"
"Oooooh-, ooooh, oooooooh~"
"I~ wondered if, I~ could hold it and-"
"-fall in love with it too~"
I looked out of the window. Jullie was skipping along the flowers, Barnaby was trying to cheer Eddie up and help him pick up the papers he dropped, Frank was sneeking behind Howdy who was carrying a box of baked goods.
The warm smell of the sun and the cheerful voices, combined with a bitter yet sweet melody.
I breathed in.
"You told me to- buy a pony, but~ all I wanted was-"
I booped where I'd assume Wally's nose was playfully yet loveingly.
"You~"
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"....Hmmm-mmm-mm, mm, hmmm-"
"Ooooooh-"
Suddenly, colours of the outside started to fade.
"-ooooooh, oooooh~"
"....Hmmm-mmm-mm, mm, hmmm-"
Flowers wiltering.
"Oooooh-, oooooooh, ooooooh~"
The fields becoming empty and hollow.
Black and white.
"Hmmm-, mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm~"
"Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh~"
Yet here was something left.
One singular colour, an arouma was standing near the empty, creaking, swingset.
"Hmmm-, mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm~"
"Ooooh, ooooh, ooooh~"
It was...
"Ooooooh, oooooh, ooooooooooohhhh~"
The last few plucks on the string as I smiled contently.
I opened my eyes to see Wally watching with full interest.
His black, colour absorbing eyes was watching every move, sound, and expression I made.
It was nice. Instead of me watching over others, it was someone else watching me.
I settled down my Uke, to which Wally noticed and clapped.
"You have a wonderful voice Narrator."
"Thank you Wally, I loved your support."
I winked at Wally, which he returned.
It was a silly little gag I'd do to show my grattitude.
"This song is something speacial to me, a speacial someone."
"So, does that give any ideas, friend?"
I asked the creative neighbor.
His thoughts wandered back to the snail, bird, and song. He kept on thinking until a DING-DONG of an idea popped up.
It seems that our friendly friend has an idea.
"I know! A bird and snail meeting on a rainyday, under an apple tree. What a good idea!"
Wally snapped his fingers proudly, as if a lightbulb popped up, or it may just be me being blind in my own way.
A rush of relief fell upon me, happy that I was able to help. I began placing the empty plates of waffles and cups of teas like a tower.
"I understand now, Narrator. Love isn't only one giant explosion of events, but can also be small aspects of our days!"
If that is your conclusion, than I shall not interfear.
"Well you better hurry along then, friend. Sally must be excited to hear it."
Smiling, I motioned to Wally saying that he is welcome to leave when nessicary.
Wally did my wink gag one more time as he thanked me at the door.
"Thank you Narrator for your wisdom and polite voice from the sky. I hope you can join the play's audience not from the sky, but from the seats like everyone else!"
He shook my hand greatfully which I shook back.
"I'll voice what I can do, Wally Darling. Have a wonderous neighborhood!"
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"Thank you neighbor for joining me on our search for ideas! I'll be waiting with home at the neighborhood. See you all~"
...Nom, (Despite cold, these waffles are pretty good, hmmm..) hm, oh, OH- Ahem.
That was a bit embaressing for me, ahah, I am not very used to talking about my own story.
Though, it was a nice little change if I do say so myself.
It has seems that Wally's day has come to an end, and welcoming to the next.
Well then neighbor, we'll be eager to hear from you again, farewell~!
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Oh silly Wally... Do you think you're the only one who sees?
Since when did you have a voice? Little puppet....
(A/N)
Apologies if this was out of character but hope you enjoyed!
I will take requests and asks for this Au if you like.
The reader design is just my interpretation. However, I try not to describe the reader much as possible, so yeah. (Though I do think they are more of a puppet than human.)
I am planning on continuing creating episodes of the Narrator reader depending on how many people would want to see more so please do let me know!
I really love colourful and playful world settings and characters simular to welcome home, therefore I wanted to touch the creaion a bit. Of course as long as I am allowed to, creators have boundaries afterall!
Have a wonderful day, evening, and night, fellow listeners...
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