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BADUM TSSS A STORYLINE CONTINUATION

CAN
YOU

BELIEVE IT?
Cuz i'm still looking at it and being like: "Oh wow, did I actually draw something?" So yeah, the one is connected with the Third Annual Winter Gala at FCS - OPEN , so the entries are coming soon too

Annnnnnnd yes, the sexy redhead is back huehuehuehuehue c:

PS. Dunno why but I'm not liking how this pic turned out in the end to be honest xDD #selfcriticizm game is so strong

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Previous part

Storyline

The winter has been on it's peak already and the time was coming for Christmas. Everything was slightly covered with snow - roads, trees, fields and roofs of the houses. That was exactly this time of the year when the smell of the smoke from the firewood seemed to be something special. All of the pre-Christmasy preparations were already behind: every shop window was decorated with the lights and fir trees, windows of the houses were loaded with snowflake stickers and other decorations. Even in CEFC, where there weren't that much people left, everything was glowing in white and red lights and there was a great beautiful christmas tree in front of the administration office. But, unfortunately, this pre-Christmasy atmosphere could be shared only between Mrs Monet, Sophie, Quentin and Max, who decided not to confuse Lara and her brother with his presence in their small appartement. Andreas and Jazz succeeded to travel to the chalet of Andreas's parents, and Lara was spending this time in the company of her brother. And, someone like Lucie and Alex had luck of spending this beautiful time in the horse truck. Alex had to sacrifice his visit to his place to his sister and parents to perform in the Third Annual Winter Gala at FCS. Lucie left her mother, Sophie and others, giving them instructions to open her presents exactly on the night from the 24th to 25th December.

Now these two were already on their way to FCS. Alex was calmly driving the truck, repeating the rhythm of the typical christmas music that was playing on the radio. Lucie was burrito-ing up near him on the front passenger seat, wrapped into a big red knit blanket. She was barely holding herself from falling asleep, just to support the red-head who was driving this time. From time to time they lazily exchanged some phrases connected with the upcoming Christmas day. All of their equipment, such as saddles, brush kits and bags with accurately packed clothing for the gala evening were lying in the luggage section. And, of course, two main passengers were calmly standing in the horse carriage, comfortably warming up under their blankets. Journey Into The Night and Cloud Dancer made a right decision - they had to had a nice rest before the show jumping event. Quentin, by the way, was suggested to go all well to take part in the musical part of the event, but he wisely decided to use his small Christmas holiday break and peacefully relax in the house at CEFC, drinking tea and chatting with Sophie.

Alex was calmly driving the car: the roads were rather slippery, so any, even slight acceleration could have become a cause of an accident. It was almost midnight - the darkness had already taken over the sky, giving it some deep dark-blue-ish hue. The weather was nice however: the forecasted snowfall somehow decided not to happen, so the sky was absolutely clear and loaded up with bright winter stars. The edges of the road were framed with some snow, which now seemed too over-exposed and glittery to be true.

Lucie, having stretched her hand out of the warm blanket, changed the radio to another channel, what didn't change much. All same songs, all same happy commentators, talking about numerous feast programs for the christmas and new year days.

"Want some tea?" Lucie asked the guy, pulling a big thermos out of her backpack.

Alex just shook his head, smiling flabbily. He, hasn't even travelled the half of the way they had to take, was already feeling that fatigue that will fall on them. They were going to the Geneva Airport, where they were to be met by the transporting company which will take care of the horses' trip. Mrs Monet was using the facilities of this company for ages to participate in international events, so, trusting Alex's and her daughter's responsibility, she decided not to accompany them.

From there, the seven hour flight to Canada was waiting for them. The two have already travelled a couple of times on the planes with horses, so it was a nice reason to send them. And, since everything had been already paid by Mrs Monet, they could have counted this voyage as kind of a christmas present. After arrival, they should be met by people from FCS, and then what was left is the last part of the way to the stables. At 00:30 they should be already at the airport, after what at 2:00 there was a boarding. At 9:00 am Swiss time, or 15:00 they should land in Canada. The decision to arrive a day before the vent was a wise one. Like that, the whole evening of the 23rd was in their hands, after what on the 24th they could enjoy the music show without any worries and then perform on the 25th.

"You sure you took all of the documents?" asked Lucie in hundred time, exactly copying the personality of her mother.

"Lucie, I love you very much, but please don't push on me like that. I'm already driving this huge car, I'm kinds stressing, and here you go", grouched the red-head.

"Okok, as you wish"", babbled the girl, wrapping into the blanket, "Aren't you worried about our trip at all?"

"Pfff, me and worry are two completely incompatible things", grinned Alex, "can't even remember how many times had I travelled to Canada"

"Oh please", rolled her eyes Lucie, "But ya know, I'm actually happy there're only two of us"

"Four", corrected her the lad, reminding her about the two four-legged passengers behind them.

"Nah don't start this, you're ruining such a moment", aggrievedly said Lucie.

"Ha, well it's not that you're confessing me in love. And in your devoted friendship I'm already 100% sure. For how long have you been tolerating my kinks, and i still haven't gotten a single clump", having finished his speech, the guy put a wisp of his red hair, which has fallen out of his shaggy ponytail, behind his ear and this ponytail was looking too cute and even accurate on him, contradicting with all of the adjectives which could describe this hairstyle.

That's exactly that Alex which one was pleased to see: relaxed, without worrying about anything serious. All his appearance, even far from the equestrian center, was calling and giving some special coziness to all of the scene. The red-head was wearing an old stretched hoodie, falling from one shoulder, and it's sleeves were hanging to his fingers. Old ripped jeans and beaten-up sneakers were just finishing the look. A big black puffer coat of the guy was lying behind him, creating something like a pillow. Lucie was dressed more presentably: nice longsleeve, skinny jeans and winter boots. Her winter parka was lying on the backseat of the car.

"You know, you look too feminine in this hoodie. It reveals your womanish collarbones", suddenly dropped Lucie, getting a surprised spaced look from Alex.

"Supposably", coughed Alex, "Haven't seen me wearing a dress yet"

"What?!" now it was Lucie's turn to give Alex a spaced look.

"Oh it's the most innocent shit Michelle did to me", shortly explained Alex.

"Oh you know, I'm so wanting to meet your sister. By all of your stories she should be a very... extraordinary person", said Lucie

"Ha, I will bring her once to CEFC. I'm sure you won't be able to see any difference between us", his lips stretched in an over-warm and kind smile. He loved his sister too much and was missing her badly, even though he didn't make an impression of a sentimental person.

They were keeping on their voyage - it was only half an hour till they reach the airport. Fields and forests were already replaced by villages and other small towns, as it was usually before some big cities like Geneva was. And that was only the beginning of their long and tiring journey.

(...to be continued...)

Next part
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All characters (c) by me

Art by me c:
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FOR YOUR REQUESTS AND QUESTIONS

TAKE A LOOK AT MY TUMBLR (FOR REQUESTS AS WELL)
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Story is written by my amazing sister, translated by me

References used: just a ref for car insides xD

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Description
BADUM TSSS A STORYLINE CONTINUATION

CAN
YOU

BELIEVE IT?
Cuz i'm still looking at it and being like: "Oh wow, did I actually draw something?" So yeah, the one is connected with the Third Annual Winter Gala at FCS - OPEN , so the entries are coming soon too

Annnnnnnd yes, the sexy redhead is back huehuehuehuehue c:

PS. Dunno why but I'm not liking how this pic turned out in the end to be honest xDD #selfcriticizm game is so strong

_____________________________________________

Previous part

Storyline

The winter has been on it's peak already and the time was coming for Christmas. Everything was slightly covered with snow - roads, trees, fields and roofs of the houses. That was exactly this time of the year when the smell of the smoke from the firewood seemed to be something special. All of the pre-Christmasy preparations were already behind: every shop window was decorated with the lights and fir trees, windows of the houses were loaded with snowflake stickers and other decorations. Even in CEFC, where there weren't that much people left, everything was glowing in white and red lights and there was a great beautiful christmas tree in front of the administration office. But, unfortunately, this pre-Christmasy atmosphere could be shared only between Mrs Monet, Sophie, Quentin and Max, who decided not to confuse Lara and her brother with his presence in their small appartement. Andreas and Jazz succeeded to travel to the chalet of Andreas's parents, and Lara was spending this time in the company of her brother. And, someone like Lucie and Alex had luck of spending this beautiful time in the horse truck. Alex had to sacrifice his visit to his place to his sister and parents to perform in the Third Annual Winter Gala at FCS. Lucie left her mother, Sophie and others, giving them instructions to open her presents exactly on the night from the 24th to 25th December.

Now these two were already on their way to FCS. Alex was calmly driving the truck, repeating the rhythm of the typical christmas music that was playing on the radio. Lucie was burrito-ing up near him on the front passenger seat, wrapped into a big red knit blanket. She was barely holding herself from falling asleep, just to support the red-head who was driving this time. From time to time they lazily exchanged some phrases connected with the upcoming Christmas day. All of their equipment, such as saddles, brush kits and bags with accurately packed clothing for the gala evening were lying in the luggage section. And, of course, two main passengers were calmly standing in the horse carriage, comfortably warming up under their blankets. Journey Into The Night and Cloud Dancer made a right decision - they had to had a nice rest before the show jumping event. Quentin, by the way, was suggested to go all well to take part in the musical part of the event, but he wisely decided to use his small Christmas holiday break and peacefully relax in the house at CEFC, drinking tea and chatting with Sophie.

Alex was calmly driving the car: the roads were rather slippery, so any, even slight acceleration could have become a cause of an accident. It was almost midnight - the darkness had already taken over the sky, giving it some deep dark-blue-ish hue. The weather was nice however: the forecasted snowfall somehow decided not to happen, so the sky was absolutely clear and loaded up with bright winter stars. The edges of the road were framed with some snow, which now seemed too over-exposed and glittery to be true.

Lucie, having stretched her hand out of the warm blanket, changed the radio to another channel, what didn't change much. All same songs, all same happy commentators, talking about numerous feast programs for the christmas and new year days.

"Want some tea?" Lucie asked the guy, pulling a big thermos out of her backpack.

Alex just shook his head, smiling flabbily. He, hasn't even travelled the half of the way they had to take, was already feeling that fatigue that will fall on them. They were going to the Geneva Airport, where they were to be met by the transporting company which will take care of the horses' trip. Mrs Monet was using the facilities of this company for ages to participate in international events, so, trusting Alex's and her daughter's responsibility, she decided not to accompany them.

From there, the seven hour flight to Canada was waiting for them. The two have already travelled a couple of times on the planes with horses, so it was a nice reason to send them. And, since everything had been already paid by Mrs Monet, they could have counted this voyage as kind of a christmas present. After arrival, they should be met by people from FCS, and then what was left is the last part of the way to the stables. At 00:30 they should be already at the airport, after what at 2:00 there was a boarding. At 9:00 am Swiss time, or 15:00 they should land in Canada. The decision to arrive a day before the vent was a wise one. Like that, the whole evening of the 23rd was in their hands, after what on the 24th they could enjoy the music show without any worries and then perform on the 25th.

"You sure you took all of the documents?" asked Lucie in hundred time, exactly copying the personality of her mother.

"Lucie, I love you very much, but please don't push on me like that. I'm already driving this huge car, I'm kinds stressing, and here you go", grouched the red-head.

"Okok, as you wish"", babbled the girl, wrapping into the blanket, "Aren't you worried about our trip at all?"

"Pfff, me and worry are two completely incompatible things", grinned Alex, "can't even remember how many times had I travelled to Canada"

"Oh please", rolled her eyes Lucie, "But ya know, I'm actually happy there're only two of us"

"Four", corrected her the lad, reminding her about the two four-legged passengers behind them.

"Nah don't start this, you're ruining such a moment", aggrievedly said Lucie.

"Ha, well it's not that you're confessing me in love. And in your devoted friendship I'm already 100% sure. For how long have you been tolerating my kinks, and i still haven't gotten a single clump", having finished his speech, the guy put a wisp of his red hair, which has fallen out of his shaggy ponytail, behind his ear and this ponytail was looking too cute and even accurate on him, contradicting with all of the adjectives which could describe this hairstyle.

That's exactly that Alex which one was pleased to see: relaxed, without worrying about anything serious. All his appearance, even far from the equestrian center, was calling and giving some special coziness to all of the scene. The red-head was wearing an old stretched hoodie, falling from one shoulder, and it's sleeves were hanging to his fingers. Old ripped jeans and beaten-up sneakers were just finishing the look. A big black puffer coat of the guy was lying behind him, creating something like a pillow. Lucie was dressed more presentably: nice longsleeve, skinny jeans and winter boots. Her winter parka was lying on the backseat of the car.

"You know, you look too feminine in this hoodie. It reveals your womanish collarbones", suddenly dropped Lucie, getting a surprised spaced look from Alex.

"Supposably", coughed Alex, "Haven't seen me wearing a dress yet"

"What?!" now it was Lucie's turn to give Alex a spaced look.

"Oh it's the most innocent shit Michelle did to me", shortly explained Alex.

"Oh you know, I'm so wanting to meet your sister. By all of your stories she should be a very... extraordinary person", said Lucie

"Ha, I will bring her once to CEFC. I'm sure you won't be able to see any difference between us", his lips stretched in an over-warm and kind smile. He loved his sister too much and was missing her badly, even though he didn't make an impression of a sentimental person.

They were keeping on their voyage - it was only half an hour till they reach the airport. Fields and forests were already replaced by villages and other small towns, as it was usually before some big cities like Geneva was. And that was only the beginning of their long and tiring journey.

(...to be continued...)

Next part
_____________________________________________

All characters (c) by me

Art by me c:
_____________________________________________
FOR YOUR REQUESTS AND QUESTIONS

TAKE A LOOK AT MY TUMBLR (FOR REQUESTS AS WELL)
_____________________________________________
Tools of trade:

Story is written by my amazing sister, translated by me

References used: just a ref for car insides xD

Photoshop CS5