The Lakes ~Poetlore~

~ 2 ~

Hey, Lovelies! I have another chapter for y'all! 🤍🩶

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🩶 Folklore 🩶

I woke up at 6 am as usual and put on my cardigan. I heard shuffling coming from Poets's room. I opened the door.

"Hey, Folklore. You need something?" Poets was holding a book, probably a book to do poetry. 

"I was just wondering if you would like to join me at my favorite spot in this whole house?" I asked her. 

"Yeah, sure! I'll bring my poetry stuff!" Poets smiles, grabbing a pen. She put on a cardigan. We walked out of the Eras house. 

"So, Folklore, tell me more about yourself." I turned on some music and we started walking down a path.

"Well, me and Evermore also write poems. I have a little dog named Betty and I'm basically the mom of this house." I told her. 

"Wow, it must be hard handling all these Eras." Poets says, holding her book closely.

"You have no idea, Poets! Especially Fearless!" I told her about Fearless and her antics. 

"So she's named Fearless but she's not fearless?" Poets's eyes are wide.

"Red and Rep call her Fearful, so the name sticks." Poets laughed. I told her other stories about the Eras. 

"So, this one time, Lover took Rep and Fearless to a haunted house, and Fearless got so scared, she fainted in the middle of the room. Her reputation was definitely ruined there and Rep teases her for it." Poets laughed. 

"I was in the Vault minding my own business once when RepTV suddenly yells "NINE!" And we all looked at her like she was an alien. RepTV kept repeating "NINE NINE NINE!" And we all laughed at her. To this day, she still randomly screams 1989TV's name." It was my turn to laugh. 

"1989TV is just as crazy!" I say.

"Trust me, I was in that vault for two years, and 1989TV and RepTV were so clingy, I understand why RepTV is so obsessed with her." Poets rolled her eyes.

"Sometimes 1989TV will come into the house asking for Rep and it's a hassle getting her out. Last time, Lover had to hold her legs while Fearless knocked her out with a chair. I don't know how she isn't traumatized." Poets looks very interested.

"I think everyone in this house is traumatized, Poets." Poets laughs. 

"It can't be that bad, Lorie." I couldn't help but blush when she called me "Lorie." 

"Tell that to Lover, who has way too many problems. Rep has a rough history with her sister, but they're somehow like best friends now. She's actually "living" in my cottage." We got to the lake where Karma  was standing. 

"Oh, speaking of Rep's sister, there she is right now!" I made my way to Karma, who noticed me coming.

"Hey, Kar." I say to Karma. 

"Oh, hey, Folklore! Who's this girl?" Karma motioned to Poets. 

"I'm The Tortured Poets Department, Poets for short." Poets shakes Karma's hand. 

"I'm Karma, also known as Rep's sister." Karma curtsies before going back into my cottage. 

"Hey, Poets, what are you writing?" I asked her, doing some yoga. 

"Just some love poems, Folkie." Poets hides her book like she doesn't want me to see it. 

🤍 Poets 🤍

I was sitting under an oak tree, writing a love poem. I watch Folklore do yoga. I remind myself to get advice from Speak Now when Folklore joins me under the oak tree. 

"I think you should get a dog, Poets!" Folklore says excitedly. 

"A dog? I love dogs!" I put my book down. 

"I found the PERFECT dog for you!" Folklore shows me a picture of a black dog. 

"Okay, now that's the perfect dog." I say. I've always wanted a dog, and I was so grateful for Folklore. 

"We can pick him up today. What do you want to name your dog?" I think for a minute.

"I think Robin would be a good name." I say, totally set on the dog name. 

"Aww, a cute name for a cute dog! Wanna go back to the house and meet my dog?" I nod. 

"We can talk out here every morning." Folklore says once we start walking back.

"Yeah, that would be fun." I used to escape from the Vault every morning to go to a river I loved. We got back to the Eras house to see Evermore cooking pancakes.

"Oh, hey Poets! I'm making my signature pancakes." Evermore flips a pancake.

"They're really good. Poets and I are gonna go upstairs to pet Betty." Evermore nods and we go upstairs to Folklore's room. I see a small green dog. 

"Did you dye Betty key lime green?" I asked, kneeling down to the little dog. 

"Yeah, it's a reference to one of my songs. Also, don't worry, this dye is for dogs." Folklore clarified. We got called down for breakfast. 

"And there's your chance to get to know the other Eras!" Folklore says excitedly. 

"I'm kinda scared of Fearless..." I admitted.

"She acts like that to everyone, Poets." Folklore and I walked downstairs. We had a very uneventful day, but after Folklore went to bed, I walked into Speak Now's room.

"Speak Now? Can I ask you a question?" Speak Now nodded.

"I think I like Folklore. I feel butterflies when I'm around her, and I have blushed multiple times today." I sat next to Speak Now.

"Well, maybe do nice things for her, show the love. Write a love letter, a poem, whatever you want." I had an idea.

"What if I write Folklore love notes and place therm at her favorite spot?" 

"Yeah, you can do that! You can even use my song lyrics."  I sat at my desk and thought of what I should write.

I was enchanted to meet you, Folklore 

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Long Live lovelies!