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Here's an oneshot based on this amazing art by @sowwysap

The forest floor was painted with hundreds of afternoon shadows. Leaves were gently swaying in the silent breeze that carried birdsongs. Scents of various herbs blended within the fresh mountain air.

There, walking through this idyllic setting, was a girl carrying a basket. Her red riding hood waved in a greeting to the forest it visited.

Seeing how frequently she walked through the said forest, her rushed walk and nervous behaviour were all the more strange.

This has to be the way! I just can't get lost again, right? They should mark this damn trail! What even is up with this map!?

While she was cursing the mapmaker in her head, a twig snapped nearby. The riding hood quickly turned towards the sound. A pair of amber eyes underneath was filled with dread and, soon after, fear.

Oh no.

Within the forest shade stood a black wolf. It looked at her intensely and awaited the next move.

It looks hungry.

The wolf made the tiniest step. The girl held back a scream.

What should I do? Can I run? Hide? Fight? Maybe I can make it to the nearest tree? Yes, that'll do. Throw the basket to get it's attention and then make a run for it. Oh please, make it work!

But before she could do anything, a quick shadow jumped at the wolf from behind. The girl let out a yelp and while she was backing away, the wolf let out a desperate cry.

Terrifying

Her legs started running. Away from the terrifying. Away, just away, no other reason than to live. However, the sprint didn't last that long. She soon heard a voice very closely behind.

"Wait!"

She turned around and let out a scream very much like the black wolf. Behind her was a wolf - no a man - a wolf-man? Running at an inhumane pace he was catching up to her with ease. He unintentionally revealed his fangs. The girl was mostly intimidated by the yellow animal-like eye that was visible underneath his hair. It was hypnotic with it's feral glow. But after he blinked, in that one short moment, the eye changed to a human one. Perfectly black.

She found herself on the ground, in pain. The wolf caught up to her - not with his legs, but his eyes.

"Are you alright?"

His deep voice left traces of worry, but the girl kept backing away, on all fours. She was still on the ground and her hands grabbed at moss and twigs as she eyed him intensely. Only after her red hood embraced the bark of a nearby tree, she stopped and opened her mouth as if to scream again.

His expressions changed as she moved. First worry while she was laying. Then curiosity and confusion, once she started backing away. Realisation. Sadness, after her frightful gaze.

In the end, resignation.

His wolf ears got progressively lower with each emotion. The black eye looked to a distant corner of the forest, hiding spilled feelings away.

"Don't be afraid, I'm not going to hurt you", pause, "I thought it was a given, since I already saved your life."

The words relaxed the girl somewhat. She was no longer gripping the tree with a thirst for survival. Her eyes moved towards his bare feet. They were very much like wolf paws.

"S-so you aren't the big bad wolf that is going to, to eat me?"

"That's a really harmful stereotype, you know"

"I'm sorry. I... uh, well, I didn't read your intentions quite well earlier and I... well, many people don't really have many chances to see..."

She gestured towards him. He looked at her and smiled.

"Yeah, there still isn't a name for what I am."

"I hope that someone someday comes up with a good one. But I believe that your name is more important than the name of... your kind."

His smile became sheepish.

"Well, my friends call me White, so you can use that, I guess."

"Interesting..."

"What is?"

"My friends call me Red", she removed her hood to reveal a bush of ruby red hair. A mischievous strand of hair waved at the world. And like two berries on a magical plant, her amber eyes looked ripe and lively. The beauty of her round face bloomed as she smiled.

"I see. Well, Red", he crouched so they were on the same eye level, "What are you doing here?"

Being able to observe him properly for the first time, Red had to confess that he had a very pleasant appearance. His silver hair, despite being messy, was in harmony with his fair skin. The said skin had no irregularities, no such thing as scars or birthmarks. Like a polished knife, where the only stain is his inky eye. His wolf ears managed to blend with his hair, making his fangs the only unsettling irregularity.

Beautiful

"I, uhm, I work as a courier and I pass here quite often. What are you doing here? No, why did you save me? How did you manage to kill that wolf so quickly?"

"Kill? Oh no, you're mistaken, I only scared it away with some... mild injuries. I may be a wolf, but I am also a man. I am not a murderer. I am also not a thief."

Red looked confused until she saw his hand reach out. Within the grasp of his clawed fingers was her basket.

"Oh my. I've completely forgotten about it!", she took it, then looked at it's contents, "Thank you! I, I don't know how else to thank you."

"It's alright, I am just-"

A howl. Accompanied by another. White quickly tensed at the sound, then looked to the left. They both did. But nothing came.

"I-Is that another wolf?", Red tensed against the tree again.

"It's another me.", he said while looking at the sky.

Another one of his kind!

"Don't worry, it's a friend of mine. Member of my pack. There's like five of us in total. All friendly. All curious. None malicious. Some of them enjoy scaring away humans."

Some of them enjoy scaring away humans

Without a warning, he let out a howl. Unlike his voice, it was high and got progressively lower. It reached out into the sky, over the trees. Once he stopped, a self-satisfied smirk graced his lips. His ears and eyes focused towards the left. They were frozen for a few seconds until the next howl came. White's smirk became even more self-satisfied.

"They're not coming here, but we're gonna meet somewhere else."

She let out a huff: "I'm glad. I'm too tired to meet more wolfmen, no offense."

"I get it."

She looked around.

"What is it?"

"N-Nothing."

He squinted at her.

"It's just that, it's getting kinda late and I'm supposed to bring this to the northwest edge of the forest."

He looked at the ground like he was weighing his choices.

"Do you have a map?"

"Huh?"

"A map. I'm going to help you."

"O-Oh, no there's no need to-"

"I know that, but I will help you regardless. Now give me the map."

She handed him the yellowish paper.

"Good, now let's see..."

"It's a really bad map, I personally cannot read it properly."

"It is kind of old, but its still accurate. We're, somewhere... around... here.", he pointed at a place within north eastern part of the forest.

"I'm supposed to meet my friends... here."

This time, his finger was at the south-eastern part, near the middle and a lake.

"Now, information that matters to you. You're supposed to... go... in that", he pointed over his shoulder with his thumb, "direction. Go forward until you reach the river, then just follow it's course. There's a path nearby that leads to the village, I'll escort you and then..."

We part ways.

"Whatever you do, I don't care what comes at you, or how do you plan to face it. Do not, I repeat, do not stray away from the path. Is that clear?"

"Yes."

"Promise me you'll do so"

"I promise."

"Then let's go."

They walked in comfortable silence. Compared to his quiet walk, Red felt like she had a bells attached to her feet. His ears would turn, sensing something she could not. She could swear that at some point he sniffed the air like a hound, or more appropriately, a wolf.

They walked in comfortable silence. Maybe he was quiet because he was so busy doing what was his routine. She was quiet because she was busy doing something completely out of her routine.

How well can he see? Do his feet ever hurt? Does he ever run on all fours? How does he scratch himself with those claws?

Her mind was filled with irrelevant thoughts.

And very relevant ones.

Was he born this way? Does he ever wish to be a human? Is he lonely? Sad? Lost in a way that I'm not? Why is he helping me?

And so their time went by. Once White stopped, she felt the hit of reality.

"This is the path."

"Oh well, thank you. I owe you."

Silence. No movements.

He then turned around and began walking.

"Wait!"

A halt. He turns around.

"Will I ever see you again?"

The black eye widened.

"I, ugh, I don't know. Very unlikely, I do live here, but if you ever stumble upon this place again..."

He trailed off after seeing her face.

"I'm sure we'll bump into each other again someday."

She looked at him.

"See you around then."

The man smiled, then turned around to look at the sky. The wolf kept walking, his tail neatly flowing around his feet. Red stood there. Before she turned around a word came to her, flying like a leaf carried by the wind.

Someday

little red riding hood gets a little lost…

Cindercella AUs

Seeing how much time I spend freaking out over RBC x WBC (or this show in general) I decided to come up with an AU.

"Let's go for the classic! Cinderella! It will be easy!"

So I came up with 4 versions of this AU and decided to name them Cindercella (awful I know)

They still need names, so bear with me.

Red and White works.

Cindercella A

Basically the traditional cinderella story

Like 2015 Disney Cinderella

I'm still working on the other details 😅 so I'd appreciate some help (where does she work, who are the other characters etc)

Cindercella B

This one has reversed roles

Ae3803 is the princess who (frequently) gets lost around the castle

She has trouble with her (annoying) duty of marrying a prince. Hope to change her parents' minds is still strong though

U1146 is a quiet guard that creeps people out. Blunt but secretive

Except you-know-who, the first person to smile to him in a heartfelt manner

He's a reliable fellow, once even saved her Highness from kidnappers. Guards the wing where the Royal family lives.

Also helps Red whenever she gets lost (which is frequently)

Ae3803 helped him with a transfer request for his friend

She defended him in an argument at the family dinner table

They meet a few times in the garden

"Her Highness has hair as red as roses"

They're both nerds who love roses

He helps her with being more confident and (stuck up) well-mannered.

She helps him with understanding people better (and tells him why they act so weirdly around him)

Red soon finds out that her parents have found a potential groom. The family decides to keep it a secret to (add more angst) avoid gossip among the staff

She pretty much locks herself in her room until the ball

White is worried because he hasn't seen her Highness lately (thinks it's probably his fault)

On the night of the (masquerade?) ball, by the Princess' wish, the hard-working guard was given a night off

"Princess or not I cannot stop thinking about her"

Don't know will there be a fairy godmother or not, but basically he arrives at the ball looking fine af

She recognizes him instantly (I mean dude has white hair) and they dance and all that

"I love you"

He says the three words and she runs away

He follows her (into the garden of course) and shit happens (agdhdhdkfsnfhkssj)

The three words are repeated again

I'm not entirely sure what will happen and how will they solve this problem, but (gimme a break) you know the ending of Cinderella.

I love this one so much

Cindercella AB

Ok hear me out, they're BOTH Cinderellas

Ae3803 works at a bakery and gets abused by her stepmother and stepsisters

U1146 is a soldier (or a guard again?) who recently came back from the battlefield (yall kno wat dat means, angst fo dayz)

The most realistic one of them all (so probably no fairy godmother)

On the night of the (masquerade?) ball-they both come looking fine af

"Crap, she looks rich"

"Crap, he looks rich"

They both end up lying about being nobles (slightly OOC I know)

Rose nerds again

They're basically each other's therapists. While other (losers) people are busy trying to fetch a noble they're busy solving their problems

This goes on for a few nights

Dunno what happens next but they basically find out the truth and instead of getting mad they're both relieved because they're not out of each other's league

"Although it was not the richest, it was certainly the fairest wedding of them all"

Cindercella O

More Romeo and Juliet than Cinderella but there are balls and glass slippers so leave me alone

The Prince and the Princess of the two opposed kingdoms meet in the woods

It's all fun and trees until they both see the portrait of the other and find out the awful name behind it

It's kinda awkward when they meet again

"You're so much paler than your portrait"

"You're so much shorter than yours"

U1146's kingdom throws a ball

Red has to go under the excuse of mending the relationship between two kingdoms. In reality she's actually sent to assassinate the Prince.

She can't do it and has to run away from the ball.

White heartbroken and angry orders for people to find her no matter what. (Whispers: angssssssst🐍)

They use her red hair and glass slipper as the means of identification.

She's hiding with her bodyguards until they find the means to escape to the kingdom (or kill the Prince?)

Just when they think they're fine, they get caught. (Can you imagine the angst when they meet again mwahahahaaha)

Red explains herself (or something like that) and they confess (and run away from their problems into the sunset)

Again I have no idea what happens next but you can pretty much see where this is going. I still think that the last one deserves a name of it's own since it isn't really Cinderella and I could write it as a separate AU.

Which one you liked the most? Why? What can be done to improve these AUs? Any other ideas?

Thank you for reading.

@working-cells @unlikelyzipperpursewinner there you go, you two! Hope you like it🤗. Oh, and @lunchtimerushin since this is your art 😉. I apologize for any grammatical errors in advance!

Ae3803 felt her breath betraying her. The consequences of getting lost were probably more infuriating than being lost could've ever been. Always late and running. Her thoughts became more hazy with each breath.

Just a little... more. Turn the corner here and... there? There, I'm sure.

She did as planned, then missed the warning about the freshly mopped floor.

Mostly... Oh, I know where I am! There's a flight of stairs to the right! I can make that jump and descend faster!

She didn't. The slippery floor didn't allow her to turn right or stop herself, causing her to fall off the stairs...

Crap!

...and pin someone to the ground.

Oh my gosh! I hit something!

As she was lying there, head pressed against someone's chest and a leg between theirs, her thoughts managed to catch up with her short breaths.

Oh my gosh! I'm an idiot! Why Ae3803? Why do you always mess things up? Aaaargh, now not only do I have to deal with this pain in my arm and my recipient, but face this poor person and-

If she could finish the thought, the last word would be "apologize", but she couldn't because she raised her head to see the unfortunate individual.

It was him.

White blood cell!

His dark gaze wandered across the ceiling, analysing the latest twist of fate. The white hair revealed both of his eyes. He quickly collected himself and winced once he looked into her eyes.

"I, I'm... Red blood cell, I", he stammered.

They both seemed to have the same idea of increasing the distance between them. As Red propped herself on her arms, White tried to stand up. His hand accidentally brushed her thigh as he was unaware of it's presence. It made their position all the more compromising. Ae3803 blushed and started to look as red as her hair. She kept looking at the neutrophil underneath her. His eyes widened as U1146 wanted to say something, but ended up only blinking at her. His hand didn't move. No words came forth.

They just stood frozen in that moment.

Ae3803 felt her mind running at the speed of light and creating an incoherent thought pattern that would take a lifetime to decipher. Even though she stopped running her breaths remained shallow. U1146 wasn't saying anything and she looked for meaning in his eyes. She tried to find a line of thoughts to follow, an idea to express. In vain she looked for the smallest, the slightest rational thought.

Because it didn't help. Because she could only think of how beautiful his eyes were. How wonderful it was to be able to look at them for such a long time. How great it felt to blame this weird timeline they got swept into for overstepping boundaries. Why? Why did he-

Red flinched and her eyes stopped focusing at him. She looked at her hand to confirm her doubts.

It is wet! Oh, it smells like... tea?

The tea seemed to treat whatever virus befell her and she got up, unable to avoid contact with his legs and hand. Since she couldn't become any redder, she closed her eyes in embarrassment. White just laid there, unwilling to repeat the same mistake.

In that moment she wanted to run away. As far and as fast as she could. But she couldn't.

I should have said something. I should at least say something now. Come on, say something, before he does!

What was I thinking?

What if somebody saw us?

What if...?

"U-uhm, White blood cell? Are, are you alright?"

He slowly stood up. His hair returned to it's rightful place and the visible eye focused at the cup of tea.

"I'm fine, don't, ehm worry about me", a blink and a gulp, "Are you hurt anywhere?"

He didn't look at her to check. As if by order, or maybe a reprimand, he kept kneeling next to the tea. He looked more like an erythrocyte with each passing second.

"I'm fine! Great, really, I, I didn't get hurt anywhere!"

"That's... uhm, that's great! I'm glad you didn't get hurt'...uhm, I, you just be more careful next time."

"Y-yeah, I will."

"Somebody c-could get hurt if this happens again..."

"I know, my bad! Please, forgive me, please."

"It's alright, but it would be... I just wanted to warn you."

"I'm really sorry. I will get you a new cup of tea."

U1146 raised his gaze above the cup and used her box as the next object of his interest.

"You don't have to, I'm just glad that your box is intact."

"Yeah, me too!"

The conversation died and Ae3803 seized this opportunity to pick up her box and approached him. At that second, his eyes were cast upon her again. Despite being different, the gaze summoned every ounce of her will to stay calm. She wasn't sure how it appeared on the outside or how red she was now. U1146 was better than her in hiding embarrassment that now manifested itself in his rosy cheeks and rigid movement.

He scratched the back of his head.

"I will get the tea myself, thank you."

He rushed off in the direction opposite of her route. She tried to look at his eyes once he ran past her, but only saw strands of white hair.

"S-see you"

She looked at his back as he ran.

Look at me. Just once. Like that time.

He didn't.

Photographs found their place in an album. A certain cell that had seen everything smiled as he looked at them.

"Nice. Very nice."

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Okay, I was like: Imma write a drabble the way it’s supposed to be. I’m a pro.Spoiler: I didn’t, so this just turned out to be a weird oneshot. I got too much into it. Enjoy.Song: So Close - Jon McLaughlin“So close to reaching that famous happy end,Almost believing this one’s not pretend.”There she is, capturing something more than his view.Again, as if it took her no effort. But how? What was she doing here? Did anything other than her arrival matter anymore?Somehow, she looked more stunning than this morning, when they bumped into each other on the street. She made small steps trough the hall and he could see red shoes shyly showing their tips underneath her long dress. The dress swayed with each movement. From head to toe, the dress gradually turned from blue to red. Just the experience of looking at her seemed surreal.She noticed him, but then another man wanted her attention. She turned her head towards his black glasses and brown hair, then listened to his whispers and nodded until, finally, he walked away. Her gaze followed him before he got lost in the crowd.Her amber eyes met the black one again. She smiled. Resumed her pace towards him. Before he knew it, she was two feet away, the orchestra crept into the silence and he reached out.“Would you like to dance?” Pause. “Yes.”She gave him his hand and they both joined the dance floor.She placed her hand in his and spread her fingers across his shoulder. In return, his hand went underneath her shoulder blade and his eyes to hers.In the few steps that followed, the white-haired man noticed an unexpected security in her movements. It was almost as if the girl wasn’t the very klutz that spilt his tea. “You’re a pretty good dancer.”She looked away from the intense stare. An agonizing pause.“I thought I’d never see you again.”This statement made her tense and her eyes returned to his with a sheepish smile.“You’d want to?”The singer’s voice kept carrying them across the hall.“More than I’m willing to admit.”“Well, saying ‘yes’ is satisfying enough.”“Well, I guess that makes us both pleasantly surprised.”“Ehm, ‘pleasantly surprised’ doesn’t even begin to describe it”He chuckled.“What does?”Step, step, sigh.“I wish I could tell you.”He nodded in understanding. The conversation ended. They were both carried by the waves of the song into the waltz that was like a ship over the depths of each other’s eyes. Synchronised with the singer’s voice, like it was all planned outSo far, we are…The music started changing it’s pace.“Miss, if you don’t mind, I would like to try something”“I don’t.”“Hold tight.”Her expression showed how she read his intention and her grip tightened. His footwork became faster with each next step as they moved. She followed and her dress did too. The world became hazy. Guests. Marble pillars. Grand chandeliers. All gone.What remained was his smile and the bubble of laughter that wanted to escape her.It felt like-“Miss Bordeaux!”They stopped. The man with glasses from before stood as close as he had to be, looking displeased. Her partner gave them a confused glance. Glasses ignored him. His unpleasant attention was directed at the redhead. She turned to her partner and bowed.“I’m grateful for the pleasant dance.”“The feeling is mutual.”The brown haired man coughed and the girl hesitated before turning towards him. She rushed as she looked down at her feet.Her partner stood there for a few moments before walking towards the exit himself. Time to leave came too early. His friends will forgive him. As for the host, he’ll come up with an excuse.What about her?He’ll probably never see her again. Fate doesn’t give two chances so easily. Three is pretty much impossible. He knows how cruel it is. But…He can’t help but hope.Now he knows the name he yearned for all day.