picnic

[anneoftheisland]

Normally Anne's picnic basket held all her worldly belongings, ever since she'd fled her home ahead of the storm, but today she'd stowed all of those things beneath Ariel's bed so that she might use the basket for its intended purpose: a picnic. She'd needed to take a trip down to the small waterfall anyway, to determine whether Matthew's apple tree had survived the storm, so she thought it might be lovely to make a day of it with her new friend Ariel.

"Have you been here before?" Anne asked her, pushing through the last underbrush blocking the path. "Oh, I'm sure you have, you were on this island long before I was, but this is one of my very favourite places."

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[sickof-swimming.livejournal.com]

"Is there a river up there, then?" Ariel asked, peering up the waterfall. "I wonder how big it is..."

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

"There must be," said Anne reasonably, "or there wouldn't be any water to fall, right? Though it's probably more of a stream than a river; it's much too small."

[sickof-swimming.livejournal.com]

"We should explore it sometime," Ariel said. And because it wasn't nearly as fun to swim when your friend wasn't, she pulled herself up and out of the pool.

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

"We should," agreed Anne, looking up to the top of the waterfall. "I can't imagine why I haven't done that already, it seems so logical."

[sickof-swimming.livejournal.com]

"It's like you were waiting so you could explore it with me," Ariel suggested teasingly. She pulled her long hair behind her shoulders and stretched in the warm sun. "Let's have our picnic now!"

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

"Okay!" said Anne, pulling her feet from the water and tucking them under her for a moment before getting to her feet. "You can swim again after, if you like?"

[sickof-swimming.livejournal.com]

"I think I'll just wait for when you're ready to swim," Ariel decided. She headed over to their picnic site and sat down on the blanket. "What did you pack?"

[island-anne.livejournal.com]

"Regular picnic things," Anne told her, opening the basket. It was the first opportunity she'd had to use her picnic dishes since she'd arrived on the island months ago. "I have sandwiches and fruit and juice and I would have brought some sort of cake but I'm afraid there wasn't any to be had. Perhaps next time."