Anthros are used in this story.
firefly [
♀] .&.
the first star [
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The little girl, but the age of four, stood in the grass. Her violet eyes followed the twinkling star, the first of it's kind to dot the darkening orangey-purple layout of approaching dusk. Her mother smiled, putting a hand to her daughter's back.
"Make a wish," she said.
"On what?" the little girl asked, tilting her head.
"On the first star." her mother replied, pointing to the star. "There's an old saying that if you wish on the first star of the night, it'll come true. Repeat after me: Starlight, starbright."
"Starlight, starbright." she repeated softly.
"First star I see tonight," the older woman continued, her arms around her daughter in a hug.
She smiled. "First star I see tonight."
"Wish I may, wish I might."
"Wish I may, wish I might."
"Have the wish I wish tonight." her mother finished. The little girl repeated after her. "Now, Firefly, close your eyes, and make a wish. But don't say it out loud and don't tell anybody, or else it won't come true."
Looking up at her mom for a second, Firefly obeyed. She closed her eyes, put her hands together, and wished. She wished for a younger sister, someone to keep her company during the day when her father was at work and her mother was working in their home office. Somebody to play with when her parents were busy and, despite very eagerly wanting to, could not.
Then, she opened her eyes.
A knock on the door brought her out of her musical trance. The teenage girl pulled her headphones off, pausing the music playing from the small device the headphones were connected to. She set them on top of her math textbook, which she had been doing questions for homework out of, and stood up. She walked over to the door, smiling when she opened it.
"Firefly?" asked a sweet, young voice.
"Hey Meadow. What do you need?" she asked, not at all annoyed by the interruption, and crouched down to look her little sister in those violet eyes that their entire family possessed.
"Could I come sit with you?" she asked shyly, looking down at her tiny hands.
Firefly chuckled and lifted the little girl up into her arms. She giggled, unable not to. "Of course you can." the older sister replied brightly, carrying the young'un in her arms to her bed, where she sat her down and told her fairytales instead of doing her homework. After all, what were big sisters for?
Later that night, hand-in-hand, Firefly and Meadow, who resembled her older sister very closely, went outside. Just like their mother had taught Firefly when she was a girl, she would teach her sister. After all, the wish had come true. She didn't really believe in magic, but she knew there was something whimsical, something powerful, about that first star that winked knowingly at her.
"Repeat after me," she said gently, then recited the poem her mother had taught her. "Now make a wish. But, Meadow, you must say it silently, and you must not tell anybody, or else it won't come true."
Meadow obeyed. She closed her eyes, put her tiny hands together, and made a wish, just as Firefly was doing. Firefly wished that the cute boy - his name was Hudson - in her history class would notice her, talk to her, like her.
"Did any of your wishes ever come true?" Meadow asked her gently afterwards, in that little girl voice.
She just smiled and nodded.
A week later, Firefly raced down the stairs. "Hey, mom, where's my sweater?"
"Why in such a rush, honey?" her mother asked her with a knowing smile.
"I'm gonna be late!" she squealed as she ran into the coatroom, grabbing her favourite purple hoodie and carefully pulling it on so as not to wreck her hair or any of her light makeup.
"For your date? What's your boyfriend's name anyway?" she asked, arching a brow.
"Hudson," Firefly replied in a dreamy voice, smiling. She would never forget the day he asked her out, only five days after she had wished for him to notice her. They had been assigned as lab partners, started talking, starting hanging out as just friends, and started to drift towards being more. Then he had confessed that he'd always been interested in her but hadn't even known her feelings, so he never said anything, and then he had asked her out in the middle of class causing everyone - even the totally strict and mean history teacher Mrs. Alburg, along with the guys of the class - to 'aww' when she said yes and threw her arms around him in a hug.
"Starlight, starbright," Firefly began one night. It was the night of her nineteenth birthday, and her parents had just surprised her with a brand new apartment of her very own, complete with the car of her dreams. "First star I see tonight. Wish I may, wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight." she then closed her eyes, put her hands together, and silently wished that she and Hudson would be married in the following years to come.
It was a couple of months after her twenty-second birthday, and now Firefly stood, looking in a mirror. She put her hands down to the white silk and fabric, smiling. This was it. She had always known it. Seeing the wedding dress at the store a week or two after Hudson had proposed, her friends had all thought it was a bit too simple - It was just white, with a big tu-tu-like poof near the midsection and with faded white velvet designs. Her friends wanted to go with something more complex, but she instantly knew that this was the one.
And now it was her wedding day. She stood in white heels, the dress fitting her perfectly. Her makeup was beautiful and elegant, not too dark but not too light, and her hair was tied up in a perfect style that had taken the hairdresser hours to complete. The small silver tiarra rested in front of the bump in her hair, shining, with the white veil hanging down from it.
"Something old," The tiarra, that was handed down in her family line.
"Something new," the lovely wedding dress.
"Something borrowed," the shoes she wore were courtesy of her best friend, Aliya, who was a year older than her and attending the wedding with her husband of two years as one of the bridesmaids.
"Something blue," the silver necklace that hung from her neck, complete with the set that came with the elegant hanging earrings and bracelet, were decorated with real blue diamonds, shining and sparkling.
Her father, smiling, walked into the room, dressed in traditional black and white. His tux was perfect, just like everything else. He shook his head in disbelief. "I can't believe my little girl is getting married." he said, holding out his arm. "Are you ready?"
She took a deep breath, smiling. Her mother walked in, tearing up with happy tears, then left once more. She took hold of her father's arm and together they proceeded to walk down the aisle, dotted with hundreds of light pink rose petals. The huge group of friends and family rose from their seats, her best friends standing at the front, each holding bouquets of pink tiger lilies - Firefly's favourite flower - and wearing their matching violet dresses that were the same shade as her eyes.
Hudson stood at the front beside the minister, in his black and white tuxedo, looking handsome as ever. A single tiger lily was planted in his suit. He broke out in a huge smile the moment he saw her.
Her mother wiped tears from her eyes, smiling, as she broke away from her father, taking her soon-to-be-husband's hands.
"You look gorgeous." he said under his breath, with a loving sigh. "Like always."
And, despite the fact that it was not anywhere near dusk, a lone star twinkled fondly in the blue sky.
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Kaito xx Karin 
