ORIGIN - I'M SO FRUSTED

DIZZY DAYZ

Darkness was a great thing. The little beastie of the night had grown so comfortable in it's little embrace. Sometimes if she could force her eyes open, she could see out of that shell she lay dormant in, developing and forming life. Currently, she was curled up in a fetal position, little fingers holding her minute stub of a tail gently, simply entranced by whatever shimmered on it. What was it? She couldn't tell! It was too dark in here. She'd find out soon enough when she felt like she could move. Right now, in this shell's warmth, she was content and happy. Just as the beastie settled back to sleep, a groaning noise could be heard. Snapping wide awake, little Dizzy looked about wildly. What was happening?! Nervously 'chuckling,' she blinked. Just as she blinked her brilliant little eyes, the crystalis glowed a bright shimmering white. Then the ground fell out from beneath her. "AYIEEEEEE!" She screeched in fear, collapsing on the ground amongst gem shards in a crumpled little heap.

More remains of her former home fell into the pool of water before her, splashing up and drenching her. Now that put the beastie over the edge! Dumb wet stuff! She would walk right up to it and bite it. With that thought, she would stomp over to the pool, jabbing a paw into the crystalline pool quickly. Recoiling sharply, she yelped and jumped back. It was so cold! Well, maybe the wet stuff was lucky. What else was in here? Lots of green things. Then a home like she just fell out of! Now if only she could get up there and get inside! Time to put those little claws to good use! Ignoring her drenched state, little fingers clumsily worked to get up on the wall. Of course being the youth she was, no matter what she did, she was uncoordinated and got barely a foot off the ground. That was a lot for such a tiny little beastie as her! Who was she? Some name ached at the back of her head, whispering Dizzy. Falling with a little thump on the floor, Dizzy writhed back onto her feet. For a moment, she looked in the second pool, not seeing her reflection in it but seeing hers in the first one she had almost fallen into.

Gazing up with bright little rubies, Dizzy gave the mightiest bark she could muster, hoping that the home would come and get her, too! ( Trust me, the bark was way worse than her bite. )

"Speech"

DAZZLE DAYZ

Darkness was a lonely thing. Frail, lengthy lady was tucked so tighty into her glassy prison, she'd grown so cramped, so uncomfortable in recent days. The little marsupial was patient by nature, but this was rediculous. After many, many, oh so many hours of waiting, growing, sleeping, she was awake and anxious in the final days. A twitch here, a flinch there, and soon those canary-yellow eyes would snap open and a sense of urgency kept them that way.

A sound beyond the glass. A tiny voice, like the one she often heard singing to her in her dreams. Not the same, but close. It sounded frantic. Movement flashed past her glassy walls and she stirred in response- she wanted to do that. She wanted to move, to stretch, to speak. So, she would. The tiny kit stretched her muscles and pushed against her quartz walls, until a splintering crackle sounded her escape. She slipped silently to the floor.

There, amidst the shards of both her own and another's birth, the new little life blinked away the dry lighting and looked upon her world. She didn't get to enjoy the green surroundings very much before that movement caught her eye again, and noise she'd never known, never heard so clearly before. Oh, it was so close! Was it dangerous? A bark would startle her and she would recoil from the other thing as its voice echoed into the green. Her own voice, once muffled- now clear, squeaked in surprise. Tripping over her long tail, she sat backwards and stared in wonder and confusion at the dark bundle.

"Speech"

DIZZY DAYZ

It was like her barking wasn't even needed. The closer those little rubies peered, the more Dizzy noticed that it was moving! No! It was gonna fall! Throwing her little head back to the wreckage of her own home, she squealed. The home was gonna explode! The pitter-patter of paws could be heard as the beastie ran for cover. Did all homes explode? Ducking behind a rock, the sound of something shattering made the girl skitter some more. There was a long pause of silence, and she waggled her little tail happily, noticing there was something oddly heavy on it. Was it that sparkly thing? Dizzy had to find out later. For now... what came out of the home? Dizzy came out of one and it fell... surely something else came out of the other one!

Maybe it was another Dizzy! Oh, that would be amazing.

Excited at the notion of another her, Dizzy scrambled faster, stumbling and skipping steps here and there until she came close to the other thing. Curiousity had the best of her, and forgetting any manners, as if she knew what those were, she circled the other beastie, sniffing at it. What was it? It was cute! Way cuter than a Dizzy, right? There were little spots on it's back, and Dizzy turned around to check her own back. Only one little stripe. She was so dark and the other beastie was so light. Finally coming to a conclusion, she knew what she had to do. What was this? "Imma Dizzy! Watareyou?" Wow. Talk about a fast talker!

"Speech"

DAZZLE DAYZ

The young spotted youth stared blankly at the moving thing as it got closer. Danger wasn't a concept yet- she'd always been safe. Always secure in her crystal walls. Now, as the slightly bigger, quite a bit darker other thing came closer, circling her, sniffing at her, she simply stared but, unafraid but also a touch concerned- was this other going to be friendly? She wasn't sure what friendly was, but she certainly didn't look forward to any conflict- what was conflict? The random sounds in her head never ceased. Then, the other spoke. It was a Dizzy! She understood its weird mouth sounds, and in return, thought of her own series of mouth sounds to speak.

"Diiiizzzzz... Dddeeeezzz...." Oh, not so easy as it looked. She crinkled her nose at the effort. "Ddddeeeaaazzz...." Okay, one more try. "Daaazzzle. Dazzle. Imma Dazzle!" Yes, that sounded right! Surely this Dizzy wouldn't mind her stealing those sounds, with her own twist! Dazzle sounded nice. It sounded right.

Speaking of right, she wanted to be upright. Sitting so stupidly on her butt, the girl rocked back and forth until tiny five-fingered paws found purchase and she stood on unsteady legs. Once on all four feet, she felt the rest of her fall into place- including a heavy tail, its tip dragging across the floor, muscles too weak to lift it yet. She looked across at Dizzy and found, to her delight, that she too had the shiny heavy-tail thing. Yes, they were the same, mostly!

"Speech"

DIZZY DAYZ

This star-spangled double-Dizzy was so pretty! Milky white spots on her back mesmerized the dark beastie even more. They didn't look like they belonged there! No... they looked like they fell on her. A pelt of stars... what were stars? For a minute, Dizzy was very jealous. Casting a quick glance to the 'measly' little white stripe on her butt, she frowned. Ears lowered for just a moment, then they snapped up as the other Dizzy tried to mimic her sounds, but coming up with what she was. Ooo, ooo, she could not wait to see what this was! Finally, Dazzle came out. "A Dazzle? PrettyDazzle!" Bouncing up and down happily, she scurried away toward the wreckage of her own home, nuzzling the crystal shards lying on the floor. "I-I sorry home! I didn't want you to fall!" Dizzy squeaked, tail waggling.

Turning around and finding Dazzle had stood up, Dizzy scrambled back over. Did Dazzle have a sparkly thing on her tail like she did? Scampering behind the youth, she indeed had a sparkly thing... but it was shaped differently. It kind of looked like a heart... was that it? "Dazzle like Dizzy? Find new home together! Dizzy and Dazzle, together forever!" Yes! This was perfect! Putting up one little foot, she kind of waited to get a high five... or some touch from the quoll. Yes, a high five!

"Speech"

DAZZLE DAYZ

Dizzy was a far more exciteable tyke than Dazzle felt herself to be. The bulkier, darker-pelted Diz danced about excitedly, calling her pretty and then running off to her own place of birth, to mourn its loss. Daz turned her head curiously backwards, to look at her own wreckage. It didn't seem like much to mourn. She'd hated that stuffy prison- now she was free to go where ever Dizzy and her were destined to go, to do whatever they each pleased! Surely this was a better life than one stuck inside a rock?

"Dizzy..." She began softly, turning back to see her new friend bouncing in front of her. She smiled a polite, patient smile as Diz spoke, all about being together forever and finding new homes. Dazzle had to admit, she liked the sounds of that. Very much. "Yes!" She exclaimed, smile brighter.

Ah, but then Dizzy lifted her paw and Dazzle became confused. What did she want? Clearly, she was waiting for something to happen. Daz tilted her head and then, guessing, bought up her own paw to mimic the behavior. Balance pushed her forward, and she clapped her paw against Dizzy's palm, then held it there, blinking away her surprise. Looking at Diz, she wore an almost anxious expression.

"Forever, Dizzy?" She... just wanted to be sure.

"Speech"