dear_mun | (no subject)

[...Welp.]

Hey galpal. How you doing?

[Sigh.]

The Great and Powerful Trixie has been in awe at how wondrous her current situation is.

Really now?

Trixie has been advertising her shows on the Thor. Everypony comes to see them. It's only natural to flock to see the dazzling magic of Trixie.

Your dazzling magic will forever be a mystery, Trixie.

Trixie does not really think of herself as mysterious. Only awe-inspiring and enti- er... amazing.

Edited 2012-07-06 11:30 (UTC)

Smart move there. But I assume since your here, you want to go on a date?

Or makeout?

Trixie merely came here to welcome you to Dreamwidth. Now that she has done so, she shall take her leave.

[She turns to leave.]

That's no way to treat your marefriend. With our promise, you did SAY you'd give me a chance...are you backing out on that?

[And she freezes in place. Drat.]

...Trixie was not backing out of anything.However, she is far busier on Dreamwidth than she was on Livejournal.

Then I'll tag along. We both win.

...As you wish. The Great and Powerful Trixie will allow you to accompany her to wherever she is needed.

I think it's time for a makeup kiss.

A kiss?

Hell yeah. Let's do it.

[Siiiigh... Trixie gives an extremely brief kiss to Cotton Candy on the cheek.]

[ Here's to a dominate and passionate LONG kiss. ]

Mmph!

[Trixie tries pulling away when the kiss becomes passionate, buuuuuut... predictably, she can't escape from the crazy mare's grip.]

[ she parts. ]

Now that was pleasant.

[Trixie pants and wipes her mouth for a few seconds.]

The Great and Powerful Trixie demands more respect than that! You shall need to earn her permission next time you feel the urge to do such an act!

Why Trixie, surely you realize two things? A makeup kiss isn't a small quick peck on the cheek, and I'll do things like that to get back at you for trying to weasel out of a deal.

...Did you get a haircut?

Heeeeeey, somepony noticed!

Hmm... [Fluttercruel examines her mane.]

We don't really need one. 'Shy's got some good style. Some.

[Why, thank you, Fluttercruel.
I still say you should try MY style more often.
Um, no. I mean, yours is good and all, but I think I prefer what my style is. If that's okay with you.]

Edited 2012-07-06 10:57 (UTC)

I assume that voice inside your head is my Fluttershy. Well. Not really mine.

You got it. I've been with her ever since after one of your parties after the Old Man payed us a visit.

Old man, huh? You mean big bad dracoequus?

The one that created me? The one that tried bucking up all of us? My personal backscratcher? Yep. That's the one.

He means nothing to me now. Well, where I am in the story. It's sorta hard to explain that.

Eh. I find him boring. Still my Old Man, though. I'll probably punch him in the face if I ever see him again.

So what the flying feather's up with you?

Oh, just the fact my Mundane finally decided to stop being lazy.

Heh. Mine's looking for a game for me, but I don't really give a buck.

Ah...yes. The games amany.

You going to any?

Mun's got two in mind.

And those would be...?

Some gargle place. Blasted. Something.

The other they keep snickering and won't tell me.

What a coincidence. That's what munface is planning to do with us, depending on what happens during fourth wall whatever.

What fourth wall? It's out the window with THAT kind of place.