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Amelia had to let out a giggle when she saw Hope try to cover up that burp of his; at least she wasn't the only one, right? So blue make bubbles and pink makes sparkles? Out of the corner of her eye she saw a girl around her age dressed in what might have been pilot's gear with some colorful sparks flying out of her mouth, but someone else approaching quickly caught her attention.
Amelia had seen some strange things, but a the man with tentacles for a beard was definitely a new one. Muffling her surprise at seeing his appearance close up, she wondered where he was from and if that seaweed-smelling pirate outfit of his was a costume. Probably not. "Amelia Stonewall," she added as introduction to this Davy Jones, and she suppressed a smirk when she saw the red-haired fairy's shock.
"Oh, I don't believe I got your name," she added after a moment, looking to the fairy. It was a little awkward speaking to someone who was just a fraction of her size, and she thought it was rather innovative that her little dress seemed to be made of flower petals.
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Hearing this sea thingy read off the invitation, Rosetta try to keep a straight smile with a hum of confirmation, "So you know her Majesty."
Her Majesty surely had a wide selection of guess; regardless she can't interfere with a genuine invitation, "Well for all of you lovely daffodils, I am Rosetta. I'm hear under the oooone and only Queen Clarion alongside other fairies mind you from Pixie Hollow. Now if you don't mind present me your invitation for I can give ya'll a wristband."
"I'm guessin' it's the first time her majesty had such a big party to invite many people from other stars," Rosetta fluttered, then looked at Davy Jones," Eeeh...your arm please."
Personally she felt she could tolerate the claw versus the one with a slimy tentacle finger. Reaching into her pocket, she pulled out a seed. With her hands she let it float over to Davy Jone's chosen arm before beckoning it to grow into a seedling. The stem grew, splice, warped, and wrapped around until it became a bracelet. It secured in a knot before a pink milkweed flower blossomed.
While Cerci was glancing around for another one of those drink serving penguins, she could have sworn she saw someone that looked like her acquaintance, Erik, from Twilight Town. She was about to call out to him when she heard a voice to the left of her, making her stop in her tracks and glance to the side. At first she didn't see anyone, the height of the voice came off as quite a few feet from the ground and at her eye level, but when she turned she saw nothing but air and a few fading sparkles from her earlier adventures.
“Hello?” she continued to look around, wondering if she hadn't just picked up someone else's conversation and had misheard where it had come from, “Um, I was just- actually I was looking for another one of those birds- the, uh, penguins with the trays...?”
She blinked as her voice trailed off and her eyes finally found the owner of the voice she had heard; a small person with the tiniest of glimmering wings hovered a few inches from her face and smiled over at her. Cerci almost didn't believe what she was seeing and would have passed it off as another effect of the drink she just had if the small person didn't introduce herself; Fawn, her name was Fawn, and Cerci was pretty sure that she was something called a fairy. She recalled hearing about them from a world her uncle made up in another one of his famous fantasy stories and wondered if all of the stories he had told her when she was younger weren't true after all.
“Hello, Fawn?” Cerci tried a small smile of her own as her eyebrows furrowed and she observed how even this magical being seemed to be decked out for this party, “I'm, uh, I'm Cerci. It's a pleasure to meet you.”
Usually she didn't go around giving out her name to strangers let alone unfamiliar fairy people, but she had a fleeting thought that she was either dreaming and all of this was just a part of her sleeping imagination or she was actually among serving penguins and magical beings, either way she felt safe here, and right then, giving out a name didn't seem like such a bad thing to do. While she stood there, half gawking at the fairy that floated before her, she fidgeted with the bottom of her coat; feeling even more uncomfortable now knowing that this party was definitely a suit and tie sort of event and here she was in her work clothes.
“You mentioned something about a bigger glass?” she led the conversation back to something that she wouldn't have to focus much of her attention on and hoped that the issue of her wear wouldn't be brought into the conversation, “That penguin from earlier just held up the tray to me and I took whatever was on top of it...you know how it is, can't just refuse a penguin, no matter how tiny those cups might have been. They, uh, they gave me some real fancy hiccups though...do you-” She paused for a moment and pat her chest as she felt another hiccup preparing to erupt from her throat, turning to the side, she covered her mouth as it arrived on cue and a few stray sparkles slipped from between her fingers, these were green. When she turned back, she smiled and blushed slightly, “Excuse me, it's been making me do that since I drank it, but, um, do you know why? Is it magic or are there a few wires loose in my system? Because either way it's really freakin' cool and I would lying if I didn't say I wanted to try some more drinks.”
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It appeared the girl had been a little befuddled when she heard a small voice calling out to her that she couldn’t discover for a short while. Perhaps it was her assumption that Fawn was down below like a small critter of sorts, most likely due to the fact she had searched the ground with her eyes for any signs of her. She had noticed her eventually and when she had Fawn senesced a hint of surprise that came from the girl , perhaps she had yet to learn of other worlds or the vast variety of creatures that those worlds spawned.
Cerci was her name. Fawn smiled to see she was capable of interacting, not many are after this revelation (assuming she even had a revelation). She mentioned something about the large glasses and almost as if on cue the penguin Fawn called to was at her side now with a variety of different beverages of colors and assortments and better more human sized glasses., ”Thank you Gilbert.” Fawn gave Gilbert a quick kiss on the cheek and sent him on his way to go serve to other guests.
She looked up and noticed the girl had burped while Fawn wasn’t looking, this girl was growing on Fawn already. Fawn chuckled and smiled at Cerci, “There's a whole variety!” Fawn’s eyes lit up as she spoke, pranks were her all time FAVORITE pass time and she loved playing games on her friends in Pixie Hollow. Not to mention who doesn’t love a couple of burps. “It would seem some of the fairies must’ve enchanted them to have these effects. Kudos to them, I think a symphony of burps really livens the place up.” Fawn let out another chuckle, maybe she’d get more tomfoolery out of this than she had thought.
Cerci smiled as Fawn fluttered down and gave the penguin called Gilbert a kiss, she never saw anyone kissing a penguin let alone talking to one, but to be fair she had been asking the last one questions about a drink before so she guessed she shouldn't judge too hard. Before the feathered waiter was set on his way, she took another glass from the tray he had been holding and tested it's weight in her hand before speaking again.
“Yep, that's not an acorn,” she grinned and lifted the glass to her mouth, giving it another sniff before taking a hefty swig. She looked forward to the type of enchantment that was put over this blue drink and wondered vaguely if blue didn't mean bubbles and pink, sparkles, or if they were all randomly magicked. After her sip she raised her glass in approval of what she had said, “You've got a point there, lass.”
Another sip and a few silent moments later, Cerci decided to continue their conversation by asking a few questions that she had been wondering since she arrived and after the initial shock had worn off, “So, Fawn...what sort of person is this Queen Minnie? She sent me an invitation and I don't think I've ever met her before in my life. Does she usually invite strangers to her shindigs?”
Abby didn't know what to make of the invitation she had received. She wasn't one for parties, but the mention of a "castle" intrigued her. She used to live in a castle...well she worked in one, but she had never been invited to such a celebration. She didn't even know this Queen Minnie and wondered why she would bother giving an invitation to a complete stranger. She spent a long time arguing with herself on the subject of attending the event until she finally decided to check it out. She grabbed the crystal, and although she wasn't sure how the thing worked, it transported her there by itself.
She looked around the room she had appeared in. Apparently she was late, but she figured that. There was an...interesting variety of people walking about. She was mainly curious of the sea creature, but she chose not to approach him. He seemed busy talking with what seemed to be a fairy. She also noticed a lot of people burping a lot of bubbles and sparkles while holding cups filled with some kind of drink. She easily put two and two together, so when a penguin waddled up to her and offered her a drink, she kindly refused.
It had just occurred to her that she hadn't dressed up for the event. This embarrassed Abby, but she noticed she wasn't the only one, so she figured it wasn't a problem. Sighing, she walked around, glancing about curiously.
Hope watched the little fairy...she was so miniscule. Of course, he'd met and befriended Tinker Bell, who he assumed was of the same species, but still. He grinned, digging into his pockets to find his invitation. Grabbing it, he presented it to the fairy, only to be given a similar seedling to the one Davy Jones had received. He nodded, watching it as the vines weaved together to form the guest's accessory. With another smile, he turned back to Davy Jones and Amelia.
"Well, I guess these are to ensure that their are no party crashers." he added with a smirk, his eyes drifting over to Rosetta. "The party is very lovely." Hope cooed. Again, his eyes drifted over to the other two. "Well, if y-"BURP. Another set f bubbles floated up into the rafters, colored a vivid blue. "That's more than embarrassing..." he whispered.
"Miss Rosetta, if I can bother you so much to inquire as to why I'm --" he looked at Amelia, "as to why we are all belching up these bubbles?"
Amelia eyebrows rose up under her bangs when she saw the sprout on Davy Jones's wrist bloom and curl from the tiny seed, like watching nature on fast-forward. That was some wristband. She reached into the small bag she had slung over her shoulder and pulled out the invitation, quietly holding it out for Rosetta to see.
At Hope's next bubbly burp, though, she snorted, trying to hold back a laugh by holding the back of her hand to her mouth. A few cobalt bubbles of her own escaped and floated into the air as she burped. She blushed again, her cheeks a few shades off of her red hair. Maybe it was just the embarrassment, but she was feeling a little giddy. Vaguely she wondered if these bubbles and sparks went the other way, and she hoped the answer was no.
Post by Ellie who has 0% on Jun 19, 2013 17:49:39 GMT -4
"Oh that," Rosetta tried to keep the flatness out of southern twang, "I think one of the other fairies had a little fill day. It don't know if the Fairy Godmother had anythin' to do with it, but who wants to be belchin' all day?"
Rosetta didn't found it that funny when she first took a sip; it was just downright embarrassing and not proper for a sophisticated party. After binding Hope's wristband, she fluttered to grow Amelia's on her wrist,"But I guess somebody needed to plant a joke to make today a lighthearted one and all especially whats been goin on around here. I guess that's why Her Majesty invited so many; everybody needs a break every once in a while ri-"
The fairy cut herself short. Her brows narrowed with a slow unamused blink. A bag of whatever just snatched off one of the tablecloth, "Hmph, wait one little twinkle. I'll be back."
Small fairy's could only feel one thing at once, but Rosetta sighed before tossing her annoyance away with a toss of her hair and a primp of her dress. Before anyone could blink she took off leaving a trail of glitter gold dust. Zipping like a hummingbird, she stopped and hovered in front of Oogie Boogie, "Excuse me but what are you doin?"
Her eyes glanced at the 'cape' that started from his neck, "You know...that's a tablecloth, which belongs...on tables."
Oogie was still just standing there as proud and arrogant as ever until something caught his attention, well it actually seemed like it was trying tpo get his as a tiny little human with wings flew over, and asked Oogie, what he was doin. Oogie tilted his head slightly.
"What does it look like I'm doin?" Oogie asked with a grin growing on his face. "Clearly I'm being fancy and making the other party guests weep at the sight of me of course," Oogie.
After the little persons statement, he looked back at his "fancy" cape. "Oh this I figured it would look better on me than any table I've ever seen don't you agree?" Oogie said with a chuckle. "Now what are you doin?" Oogie asked putting his hands on his waist. "You come over here and you dare ask me what I'm doin, when it's quite clear what I'm doin is making the party more styalized, along with that you tell me my very styalized outfit belongs on a table," Oogie said with a pant.
"All can be forgiven though," Oogie said with a hearty laugh. What was this little person anyway. Looked like a human, but it had wings, does that make it an insect, and if it is an insect, is it edible, would be the true question. Food was something Oogie was hoping for, and as if hiss wishes were answered a penguin came over with little snack items of which Oogie took the entire tray and poured the entire tray of food in his mouth.
Fawn gave a lopsided grin as the girl sipped her drink Fawn quickly swooped over to a nearby tray and picked up and acorn glass with a green liquid bubbly drink swirling within. Letting out a small chortle about to experiment on what surprising effect this would have on herself she stopped herself and left her own world and tuned into what Cerci had to say. Minnie? Fawn had spoken with her shortly and viewed her while everyone prepared for the ball, she had been the one to tell her of her duty watching over the penguin waiters, and to mingle with guests within the Colonnade to make sure no troublemakers arose any problems due to the wide variety of guests invited.
Fawn smiled slightly mulling over the words she was about to say due to the delicacy of the issue at hand, she would need to prance about the topic to avoid sparking anything. ”Minnie’s this world’s Queen. And well you see... because of the current situation on our hands here, the Queen felt maybe it’ll help to loosen up a bit. Ya’ know shake your tail feathers at this... Shindig.” Fawn chuckled a bit at this funny word, must’ve been slang on Cerci’s world. Fawn smiled as she hoisted her glass into the air about to drink the bubbling green liquid from her acorn. ”To Minnie!”
Another Blast of blue Sparks began to arise before a young adult appeared, dressed in formal wear, with a mostly black set with white gloves and a can. Having received an invitation to a party of sorts, he decided to accept the offer. After all, this could be not only entertaining, but a chance to create new friends and allies, which could be useful. Walking through, he saw may things he should have seen coming, but surprised him, Penguins serving drinks, fairies, it all seemed like absolute chaos to him. In his attempt to understand the event, he decided to walk to the far wall, where he didn't see anything strange, like penguin butlers. He made a decently brisk walk while staying formal, and looked to see that the penguins were serving drinks in acorns. He knew he was in a strange place, but this was ridiculous.
"Why?" He asked himself, trying to understand how this made any sense.
Cerci didn't exactly understand what Fawn meant by situation, but she felt her stomach turn at the thought of something more being wrong with the other worlds that were out there besides the dark shadow creature infestation she happened to notice while she was in Twilight Town; she also wondered if that wasn't the situation she was speaking of. She was about to ask when the small fairy flitted off to grab herself one of those acorn drinks and Cerci couldn't help but blush at the realization that she was drinking out of a fairy sized cup earlier. What an idiot..., she thought as she raised her glass to take another sip, glancing away from Fawn as she returned and hoping she didn't see the redness that she knew had risen to her face. Just as the glass met her lips a hiccup forced a few bubbles out of her mouth and she chuckled, shaking her head and lowering the glass. So it was bubbles after all.
“Queen Minnie,” Cerci turned back to Fawn and raised her glass halfheartedly, she wasn't one to toast to a stranger, but the lady had been nice enough to invite her so she figured she might as well start. She took a smaller sip of her drink and glanced around the room again, “All these people- the one's in the party?- are they...all from different worlds then?”
She had just come from Twilight Town where she had run into two people and had had to explain to both of them, both against her better judgement, that she was from somewhere far away and had to leave rather suddenly. She had begun to realize that a lot of her uncle's fairy tales about magical castles and distant worlds were a lot more real then she had first been led to believe and it only frightened her knowing that she wasn't aware of it sooner.
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Post by Ellie who has 0% on Jun 23, 2013 9:55:47 GMT -4
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Her face soured at his question; it should be rhetorical, but it didn't stop the petite fairy for muttering under her breath low enough for no one to hear, "lookin foolish."
Her round eyes widened when he called this fancy; oh the party guest would weep alright like a weeping willow on a rainy day. At the moment Rosetta didn't know whether to laugh or just feel downright offended. How can fashion be slandered and disgraced by throwing on a tablecloth? That was down right tacky. Either way she was too small to compute both feelings, so she looked at him bemused. It was a fairy's honor of 'if you can't say something nice don't say anything at all.' Yet it would be just plain wrong to stand there and lie.
Clearing her throat, she floated up to his empty eye sockets before dragging out the first word, "I am one of the many hands that manages this party, and I make sure all the people present were actually invited, and make sure they-"
He gobbled food down before her like a starving animal leaving hibernation.
"BEHAVE THEMSELVES!"
She groaned as her petals were ruffled, and her hair frizzed a touch. With an exhale, a smoothing of her dress, and a sprinkle of dust to primp her hair, Rosetta hovered over that Thing. Her hands rested on her hips, while her voice flatly spoke, "your invitation."
Not far from them, a couple of blue twinkles sparkled in a soft blue glow.
In a bold, dramatic swing, the doors of the centermost topiary plant, shaped like a grand castle, swung open for two Keyblade Wielders of Light!
Naturally, Sora had forgotten about the blue crystal mode of transportation. By the time the day of the party arrived he had simply traveled by gummi ship, out of habit. He parked in the gummi hangar (another perfect landing!) and entered as he always did when visiting the King. But this time, he was surprised and delighted to met with a garden decorated in white fairy lights, garlands, tables decked in white and gold cloth, guests of all shapes and sizes milling about with drinks in hand, and a little bit of pixie dust.
At his side, was Kairi, the Seventh Princess of Heart. Together, they were a charming couple, Sora in a pale, yellow, vest of watered silk and Kairi in a similarly colored dress, which was styled short, with a flowing skirt and beaded top. Sora had kept his trademark silver crown necklace and had been allowed to wear his zippered sneakers, provided he did not step on Kairi’s toes. Nether wore much in the way of accessories, but Kairi was looking especially charming with a flower in her hair.
Immediately, Sora leapt into the fray, eager to meet up with old friends and make some new ones. He loved events like this, being around people, exchanging stories, and building new memories with his best friend.
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