Why are you waking up now please stop

[tiatiatiatiatia]

Oh, yoohoo! Munnie sugah!

You didn't think I'd be gone forevah, did you? Ha! You can't get rid of me that easily, darlin'. Now, 'bout wantin' to paint your room a nice green... Pink is clearly th'bettah option! I don't even see why you're considahin' anythin' else! You like princesses and tiaras and all that jazz, so it makes perfect sense! [Except I'm not 7 any more, Lottie. :|]

Now, that I've spoken my mind 'bout that... How long has it been and still no princes? I'm startin' t'really doubt your matchmakin' skills. I'm not gettin' any youngah and I'm not settlin' for jus' any ol' Joe.

Chop chop, Munnie honey! That clocks a tickin', and time waits for no dame!

Comments

[atomic_wrath]

[This girl sounded well meaning, but irritating. Godzilla didn't know how to deal with such people, so he just stood there in plain view.]

[tiatiatiatiatia]

...

[NICE GIANT GREEN MONSTER. DO NOT EAT THE PINK LADY.

Especially after the unearthly scream that just left her lips.

PLEASE, WE RATHER LIKE OUR SILLY SOUTHERN BELLES.]

[atomic_wrath]

[Godzilla isn't green, he's totally charcoal gray, at least this incarnation. Godzilla found himself a bit amused by her hysterics, but didn't move otherwise.]

[tiatiatiatiatia]

[Well, he's certainly not pink.

You should be pink, Godzilla. The color is in this summer anyways. Protip: It is always in style.

Once her scream ends and she gathers enough wits about her to realize that she has accomplished nothing and that the giant monster is still very much there, she stands there, baffled, terrified, confused.]

N-nice dinosaur...

[atomic_wrath]

[Godzilla growls at a much lower timber than usual, the tone he generally uses for his son.]

[tiatiatiatiatia]

Y-yes?

Wait, Princess and th'Frog? I know a princess who used t'be a frog... but that's a long story...

[tiatiatiatiatia]

What are you talkin' 'bout? It's 1926 and Tia and Naveen aren't movie stars! Trust me, I'd know if they were. I'd make them take me t'Hollywood and get me discovered!

I'm sorry to spring all three of my most terrifying muses on you! XD

[slendy_ohcrap]

[Why hello there, Charlotte. Have a Slenderman standing there a couple yards ahead.]

XD Oh boy, do I feel special!

[tiatiatiatiatia]

...Hello?

I love Charlotte, but I enjoy torturing her!

[slendy_ohcrap]

[Slenderman twitches his head side to side and slides his tall, twiggy ass a bit closer, his featureless face apparent]

...It's a damn good thing she's a thick as pea soup.

[tiatiatiatiatia]

Hello? [Calling to anyone nearby but Slendy.]

Mistah Ringmastah? You left your stilt walkah here...!

[jack_you_up]

[Okay? Who turned Rarity into a human and gave her a southern accent?]

Ya sure ya want ta marry into royalty? Believe me that can get...complicated.

[tiatiatiatiatia]

How complicated can it be? You find a charmin' prince, dance a bit, he sweeps you off your feet int'a whirlwind romance, and then you both get married and live happily evah aftah!

[Siiiiigh~.

Wait a second.

This is a horse.

With a hat. A very cute horse in a very cute hat but that's beside the point.]

Y-you can talk?!

[cursedtosleep]

My Aunt Flora would adore you.

[tiatiatiatiatia]

Your Aunt Florah a prince?

[cursedtosleep]

A faerie, actually. Who adores the color pink she and my Aunt Merry Weather can't stop changing the color of my dress, even as I'm wearing it.

[tiatiatiatiatia]

Smart woman, then. Pink is th'perfect colah for dresses; it matches rosy cheeks.

But she's still no prince. Which means I'm still at square one and it doesn't help me any.

[snowprincess]

Oh my! Are there truly no "princes" around?

[ She sighs. ]

You and I are in the same predicament.

[tiatiatiatiatia]

...[Pretty dress, pretty face, perfect hair, lovely voice...]

You... a real princess, sugah?

[snowprincess]

Well, yes I am.

[ She couldn't help but giggle at Charlotte's reaction. It's just so darling. ]

I'm Princess Snow White. How do you do?

[tiatiatiatiatia]

Mighty fine, how are you?

I'm Charlotte La Bouff, N'ahlans numbah one deb. It's a pleasah t'meet you.

And if you're a real princess, you're practically guaranteed a prince. Th'books said there's some sort of rule 'bout only marryin' royalty.

[distressed]

You and me both, waiting is a pain.

[tiatiatiatiatia]

You got a boy you're keen on, sugah?