Mmk, here's the deal. XD I've been listening to the remixed Adam Young + Taylor Swift version of the song "Enchanted," which is BEAUTIFUL, by the way! ;D And it started making me think of Cooro and Franny. I mean, they're adorable, but don't get any credit because Franny was basically a filler character! D8 Which is really sad when you think about it, ya know?


*One of my BFFs (who ALSO likes +Anima ;D) has like…the last 7 of my books. XD;;; So, I'm basically going on whatever I can find here.

*I also haven't read the chapter in what's been at least a year, so, yeah…there's that.

*Any OOCness would be on account of these aren't my characters. XD; I'm used to writing about my own characters; not someone else's, kk? ;)

*I know Cooro was at least 10 years old (because he saw her the year BEFORE, right? 0.0") and Franny had to be around age 7, correct?

DISCLAIMER: I don't own +Anima or either versions of "Enchanted."


[Franny's POV]

There I was again tonight

Forcing laughter, faking smiles

Same old tired lonely place

Rem, my older brother, had some people over at the house tonight. It was boring. Nobody my age was there, which bugged me. I went off to the bookshelf and scanned through the titles, deciding which sounded interesting and which didn't. Fortunately, Rem had earned enough money all those years ago to get my eye medicine. I was near-blind, but my older brother pulled through for me.

I looked his way and smiled. He was so sweet. I didn't deserve a brother so benevolent. I sighed happily as I scanned through the books once again. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around on the tip-toes of my snow-boots. I saw the face of Madam Gilligan; she bothered me quite a lot. She preferred Madam to Miss. She told everyone it was a much more polite way of saying the word, but that was a total lie. She chose Madam over Miss because it would be "oh-so-embarrassing" if anyone knew she had never been married. She was forty-three, by the way.

"Hello, Fran," she smiled that fake, little condescending smile at me.

"Hello Madam Gilligan," I greeted politely, although I wanted to spit her name out like it was dirt.

Walls of insincerity,

Shifting eyes and vacancy

Vanished when I saw your face

She watched for a moment. I watched her, as well. She wasn't very interesting. Well, unless you counted the fact that she always wore a different rodent around her neck. Every day. Tonight, a weasel completed her attire. She sighed, clearly uninterested, and walked away to find someone else to talk to. I smirked to myself and turned back to the bookshelf. I found two books in the very back. They made my whole world stand still.

They were right next to each other: An Angel Discovery and Wood Carving.

All I can say is it was enchanting to meet you

I took quick glances at each of them. Rem didn't tell me until I was ten-years-old, but that angel I had dreamt about when I was seven was actually my friend, Cooro. And it wasn't a dream; it was a beautiful reality. A soft smile crossed my lips as I reminisced the fond memory. Of course, now I was thirteen, making him sixteen-years-old. He was, after all, three years my senior. I had gotten a letter from him the other day.

It was about him coming to the party tonight. But he wasn't there yet.

Your eyes whispered "Have we met?"

Across the room your silhouette

Starts to make its way to me

The playful conversation starts

Counter all your quick remarks

Like passing notes in secrecy

As if on cue, the door opened and a familiar face crossed through the door. I went weak in the knees, but managed to hold myself up. I hadn't seen him in six years! He'd grown so much. No longer was he a fit, innocent ten-year-old, but a semi-muscular, adorable sixteen-year-old. What was I? I had let my hair grow out about an inch longer than it had been before. I didn't wear dresses all that much; it was more of a shirt and skirt with a vest-jacket and tights, or dress-shirt and slacks. Tonight I wore the first option.

"Franny," I heard a familiar voice.

I looked up slowly. Cooro…

"Hi Cooro," I beamed, "how have you been?"

"Great," he replied, giving me one of those famous Cooro-hugs I'd been hearing about from his friends (they seemed like more of a family) who included introduction letters so Rem and I would know what they were like.

At first, I couldn't move, but I managed to wrap my arms around him, too. He had grown very much, but so had I. I was about fourth-fifths of his height, and he was about five foot six. I melted into the hug about a second to long. I realized that hug-time was over and managed to yank myself off of him. I sheepishly rubbed the back of my head and dug the toe of my boot into the ground childishly.

"S-Sorry, Cooro," I giggled awkwardly.

"It's no problem," he beamed. "How have you been, by the way?"

"Oh," I looked back into his eyes and thought momentarily. "I've been alright, I guess. My eyes have gotten much better! I enjoy reading the letters you send us."

He grinned and nodded as he began, "So I've kept you up-to-date on my new family and friends and adventures, right?"

"Yep," I smiled, leaning forward a bit to make myself look cuter.

And it was enchanting to meet you

All I can say is I was enchanted to meet you

We talked all night. Rem was dealing with people who wanted to buy more sculptures, along with huge offers of money. I beamed at him. He was, again, such a great brother. I turned my attention back to Cooro. We were now sitting in the dining room, where no one else went. They wanted to be close to my brother to see what was going on.

"So," I began a conversation, "are you really an angel? Rem never really explained it to me."

"Nah," he shook his head as he replied, "just a +Anima. A crow +Anima, to be exact. I was born that way."

That's interesting," I smiled, placing my hand in my palm. "I've always thought you were an angel."

"Nope," he snickered, "but good guess."

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go

I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home

I'll spend forever wondering if you knew

I was enchanted to meet you

Around one in the morning, Cooro and Madam Gilligan were the only remaining guest. We were on the couch with each other, reading a book about animals. We took turns reading paragraphs, each one of us admiring the animals we read about. It was so upsetting when Cooro had to leave.

"Mrs. Margaret will be upset with me if I don't leave right now," he stated nervously. "It was nice seeing you both again."

"Likewise, Cooro," Rem smirked, "come back soon, ok?"

"Got it," Cooro winked and grinned.

"I'll miss you, Cooro," I sincerely said as I smiled sweetly at him.

"I'll miss you, too, Franny," he confirmed as he kissed my forehead.

I felt my face grow hot as soon as he walked out the door.

The lingering question kept me up

2 AM, who do you love?

I wonder 'til I'm wide awake

And now I'm pacing back and forth

Wishing you were at my door

I'd open up and you would say, "Hey,

It was enchanting to meet you,

All I know is I was enchanted to meet you"

I looked in my mirror, examining myself cautiously. If I touched it, the feeling wouldn't be there anymore. But I needed to wash my face before bed. Which should I do? I leaned over my table, propping my elbows on the top and holding my head in my palms. A sigh escaped my lips as I circled my mouth. This would be so much simpler if he kissed me on the lips.

Maybe he didn't like-me-like-me, maybe I was like a baby sister to him. That would probably be why he kissed my forehead, not my lips or nose. Kissing the lips and nose is a couple-thing; a forehead kiss is a mixed signal. Did he know how insane I was going right now? I sighed even deeper as I threw on my pajamas. After letting my hair down completely (as in removing the bobby pins, clips, and bows) I paced around my room.

I finally stopped and looked at myself once more. What was I going to do? Then it hit me! I could just mail a letter to him, asking what the kiss meant! Then I looked at my clock. It was two in the morning, and Rem was probably sleeping right beneath my room. I exhaled through my nose and crawled into bed, said my prayers, and fell asleep.

This night is sparkling, don't you let it go

I'm wonderstruck, blushing all the way home

I'll spend forever wondering if you know

This night is flawless, don't you let it go

I'm wonderstruck, dancing around all alone

I'll spend forever wondering if you knew

I was enchanted to meet you

I woke up with a slight yawn. It was four at dawn, which meant I only got two hours of sleep. I grumbled and flopped onto my side to look out my window. I smiled softly, forgetting about my small amount of sleep when I saw what was outside my window. Sure, it wasn't Cooro like before, but it was close enough. I got out of bed and inclined against the glass. I exposed of my reflection this way so I could see the crisp, white snow fall and make a deep, soft, cold blanket upon the earth. It was so beautiful; especially against a sheet as dark and black as the sky at that moment.

I walked back to my bed, but almost rammed into my nightstand as I did so. The good thing about this—other than not killing myself by running into it—was the fact that I found my music box. It played Enchanted by Taylor Swift, which I adored. I opened it and danced around to it. Thankfully, it was a quiet music-box, barely audible, and I was light on my feet, so I wouldn't wake Rem.

This is me praying that

This was the very first page

Not where the story line ends

My thoughts will echo your name

Until I see you again

These are the words I held back

As I was leaving too soon

I was enchanted to meet you

I ended up staying awake and beginning my letter to Cooro. I couldn't get him out of my head, let alone my dreams! Every time I shut my eyes, I saw him lean in. Cooro, Cooro, Cooro-Kun~ my thoughts would sing. So I wrote my letter and read it over.

Dear Cooro,

This isn't Rem and Franny; just Franny. I enjoyed our time together at the party. I had so much fun! I hope you had fun, too. Anyways, I was writing to ask about that kiss you gave me.

I was blushing just writing about it!

Was it a brother-to-sister kind of kiss, or did some sort of meaning ring through it? It's been on my mind and all, so…I was just wondering. Anyhow, how have you been? Are your friends Husky and Nana dating yet? Has Senri proposed to Rose? Anyways, Rem says hello. Goodbye!



I proofread my letter and grinned. That would do it.

Please don't be in love with someone else

Please don't have somebody waiting on you

Please don't be in love with someone else

Please don't have somebody waiting on you

I looked out the window for days; waiting for the mailman to come by. What if I scared Cooro away? What if he just thought I was some child who had a baby-fangirl crush on him? Oh, I'd be so depressed! Rem even waited with me most days. To keep my mind off of it, I began to help him sculpt, which was quite relaxing. He taught me that sculptures take time to make something beautiful. I put that same logic into what I would make of Cooro and me. I just hoped no one took him before my letter reached him.

Only time would tell.