Possibly, probably gonna app her to Ruby City.

[ladygreensleeves]

Mun? I know you can hear me. Stop watching that ridiculous American television show and listen. Why are you even watching it if it scares you so much? You’re almost worse than America.

Anyway, I just… well, I just hope you know what you’re doing. You’re not exactly experienced at playing me. Arthur, yes, but despite some similarities, I’m not Arthur, am I? At least you seem positive about the whole thing. And Amelia coming with us might benefit. Maybe.

[Alice frowns, thoughtful.]

I know you’re excited, but it’s a busy time of year, remember. You’re not even sure you’ll have access to the internet over Christmas, and you have several tags to be getting on with. Plus you have a job now, and you’re constantly procrastinating—

…Mun. Are you even listening to me? Miss Constantly Distracted. I’ll just talk to myself, shall I?

Comments

[unalienable]

Wh-What do you mean "worse than American"?!

[ What she means is... Rude! ]

At least I don't believe in silly things like fairies and imps! I'll let you go there with just a talking pony, if you don't watch it!

[ladygreensleeves]

I mean she's easily frightened by stories about ghosts and the supernatural, almost as much as you are.

[She smiles slightly, but there's no spite in it. America's unease about horror films and such is something Alice finds a little adorable.]

And there's nothing silly about the fairies that live in my house. How can you admit to there being things like talking ponies, and not believe in fairies? Honestly.

[unalienable]

[ Amelia frowns, her brow furrowed deeply with agitation at what she considers to be England's blatant slander of her good reputation. It's true though; she's something of a masochist when it comes to supernatural thrillers. ]

Because they do exist and there is tons of proof everywhere about them. Google it, okay? I know you're old, but seriously! Even you know how to work a computer. The talking pony is my mun's and her name is Fluttershy!

[ladygreensleeves]

As do fairies! I'm sure the right internet search would give the same results. I know them, anyway. That's proof enough. I had tea and crumpets with some of them just yesterday.

[She folds her arms across her chest, giving America a look that tells her she thinks her former colony is being very closed minded about all this. She blatantly decides to ignore Amelia's comment about her age.]

I... do look forward to meeting Fluttershy, though...

[A talking pony sounds cute, and she is pretty intrigued.]

[unalienable]

No, it's not! You believe in a ton of super fake things! That's like saying that just because it rains all the time at your place, it must rain all the time everywhere else too!

[ She really had thought this out, see. ]

She's a pegasus pony too, by the way.

[ladygreensleeves]

They aren't fake. Other people see them too, when they visit. You're just blind to them, America. And that's a ridiculous analogy.

[She huffs, giving the American an annoyed look, but at the mention of the pony her face brightens some.[

A pegusus pony?

[Her intrigue just rocketed.]

Well... she does sound quite adorable.

[unalienable]

Oh! You're ridiculous.

[ Amelia flounders weakly with exasperation, frowning tightly. ]

Yeah, well, I hope she and her unicorn friend are adorable enough to keep you from going out of your mind with boredome when I don't go with you because of what a dope you're being!

[ladygreensleeves]

I'm ridiculous? I think not.

[She frowns at Amelia, huffing.]

Oh-! Well, with them I wouldn't be bored, I'd be fine. I've been without you plenty before, haven't I?

[She shuts her mouth and folds her arms, trying not to pout at the other nation and failing.]

[unalienable]

[ America glares, too accustomed to being on the receiving end of the pout to fall for it this time. She is plenty angry, but instead of turning her nose up in the air, she laughs harshly at the older woman. ]

Suit yourself! If you want a repeat of those centuries, I totally have no problem there!

[ladygreensleeves]

[Alice, on the other hand, does turn up her nose, arms still folded across her chest.]

Well- All fine by me. Your company might have been nice, okay, but if you'd rather overreact and go sulking off by yourself while we're off to... to wherever this place is! Alright, then!

>_>;

[flutterkind]

U-Uhm... excuse me...

>w<

[ladygreensleeves]

Hm?

[Alice almost doesn't hear the pony, but after a moment she turns, still disgruntled, away from Amelia. Glancing down at her, Alice can't help the smile that creeps over her face.]

O-Oh! Hello, there!

[flutterkind]

I... I don't think getting angry with each other will help.

[ Please excuse her; it takes her a bit to gain traction. ]

lol I don't have an icon where she's smiling, LET'S JUST PRETEND

[ladygreensleeves]

Oh, I'm not angry. I'm just... Amelia here is just being silly, so I was setting her straight.

[Alice is still smiling pretty blatantly at the pony, paying no mind to how quiet and unsure she seems. So cute!]

LOL Oh dear. Sure, sure!

[flutterkind]

By letting her walk away angry?

[ This clearly makes so little sense to the pegasus that it shocks her right out of her shyness for the moment. ]

[ladygreensleeves]

[The Englishwoman's smile slips ever so slightly, a crease forming in her brow.]

Oh- W-Well, it's nothing to worry about. She'll come around. As I say, America's just being silly.

[She sighs.]

That girl, honestly. She just likes to overreact.

[flutterkind]

Aren't you friends though? You should accept your differences instead of fight with each other because of them. They make you strong together. You should always apologize to someone you hurt, even if you didn't mean to.

[ladygreensleeves]

[Her smile drops almost entirely. Adorable this little pony might be, but Alice isn't much liking the things coming out of her mouth. Mainly because she knows the pegasus is probably right.]

Well. I suppose, but...

[She shakes her suddenly, expression turning impassive but for a small tight frown, waving a dismissive hand.]

But I didn't do anything wrong. She should be the one to apologise.

[flutterkind]

Yes, she should— you're absolutely right. I'm very sorry she hurt your feelings, but you're older than she is and you should know better. You're supposed to be setting a good example for her, right? Forgiveness is an important part of friendship.

[ladygreensleeves]

I never said she hurt my feelings.

[Alice huffs, sure to get that across. She wasn't expecting such insistence from the pony, honestly. Or such... high morals. Nonetheless, adorable flying pony or not, Alice is extremely stubborn and there isn't any way she's about to apologise to her former colony.]

It's— Look, this happens sometimes between me and Amelia. She's childish and ridiculous and prone to overreacting, and I...

[Alice shakes her head.]

The point is that it doesn't matter. She'll come around. She's not the kind to avoid the trouble she'll find at that game we're off to.

[flutterkind]

[ Fluttershy looks uncomfortable with the sharp tone of the woman and she grows increasingly uneasy at the explanation. It's difficult for her to fathom real friends treating each other this way. Obviously, however, she's not getting through to the lady, so she stops beating a, ahem, dead horse. ]

Oh... 'sorry.

[ She is the shy pony, after all. ]

[ladygreensleeves]

[Well, looking at the pony, now Alice just feels a bit guilty for being so stern, even if she still very much believes in what she said. She quickly waves away the apology.]

Th-That's quite all right. There's no need to be sorry. I- Ah, I know you only meant well, dear.

[flutterkind]

[ That helps a great deal; the pegasus pony perks up and actually has the courage to get a little closer to the woman. ]

...Really? I mean... You're not mad at me? Please don't be mad at me!

[ladygreensleeves]

Of course I'm not mad.

[And she's back to smiling and quietly buhyoo'ing at the adorable pony. She bends down so they're at the same height.]

What's your name? I've never see a pegasus pony like you before.

[flutterkind]

[ Ohhh... now she's all bashful again. ]

F-F... Fluttershy. I'm from Ponyville.

[ladygreensleeves]

[C-Cute.]

Well, it's nice to meet you, Fluttershy. I'm England.

[invinciblegentleman]

They never do listen to reason, do they? Even when they know we're obviously right.

[ladygreensleeves]

They never listen, full stop. Stubborn, that's what they are.

[She sighs.]

It's my life she's making decisions on here, after all. You'd think she'd pay me a little more attention.

[invinciblegentleman]

Likely as not. They are the most egotistical of humans, after all. Worse than our bosses even!

[ He pats her shoulder a little awkwardly. There, there, Alice. ]

Stiff upper lip though. You'll be brilliant.

[ladygreensleeves]

[Alice folds her arms across her chest.]

Oh, well, of course. I don't doubt that. Assuming she puts the effort into the application, I only hope there's nothing too dreadful in this game she's putting me and Amelia into.

[invinciblegentleman]

Er... I wouldn't be so hopeful if I were you, ma'am. I've heard plenty enough about these places being terrible and I believe the specific one you're going to may be one of the worst. My mun's friends speak often of this city and the ongoings regarding our... ah, colleagues, if you will. It doesn't sound pleasant. Very... nasty business, that. You have my sympathies.

[ladygreensleeves]

Oh, brilliant. It would be, wouldn't it? I'm looking forward to this less and less, I must say.

[She sighs, frowning tightly.]

Still, keep calm. Carry on, and such.

[invinciblegentleman]

[ A wry smile. ]

Naturally. But, ah... Amelia... Do watch her. If she's anything like Alfred...

[ He'd rather not think about the kinds of trouble she can get into if Alice doesn't keep a firm handle on her. ]

N-Not that I doubt you're abilities, of course!

[ladygreensleeves]

Oh, of course. I plan on it. Places like that... well, who knows what she'll get herself into.

[A frown as Alice finds herself becoming a little more worried about all the uncertainty than she cares to admit to. She shakes it off quickly, looking back up at the Englishman.]

That's assuming she stops her fruitless overreaction and decides to come at all, of course.

[She rolls her eyes.]

[invinciblegentleman]

Oh, she's America.

[ Arthur flaps a hand dismissively. ]

They always overreact to any little thing that wounds their overly self-inflated ego. It's in her nature not to be practical or sensible. Quite unlike us or how we raised them to be, of course.

[ Uh-huh. ]

I expect she'll come around sooner rather than later.

[ladygreensleeves]

Very true. I don't know where we went wrong with them.

[She sighs.]

You're right, she'll get over herself. Won't be able to resist the trouble of that place, no doubt.

[invinciblegentleman]

We didn't go anywhere wrong with them. The little brats have always been needy.

[ Arthur actually sounds more resigned to this than spiteful about it. In a sense, he's not really as resentful of the fact as he makes himself out to be. ]