Ouch...
[The seal is sitting on a bathroom counter top, staring up at the ceiling. There is some figure flailing around in the periphery. An arm and an elbow, a body turning circles before a female voices repeats,]
Ow...
[There's a faint growl, more like a dog than like a human, certainly, but unmistakably frustrated. That's why the seal has
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[Wait, those dog sounds are awfully familiar. Is this Tink's secret sister?]
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Firo.
[ :c ]
I'm stuck.
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Tinkerbell?
[ And he thought the dresses sounded bad. ]
Stuck on... that? Do you need help?
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[Bambi would be preferable, but their female housemate wouldn't have been too bad either.]
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Or... would that not be proper in your, um... Condition? Or maybe I could just cover my eyes.
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...that'd be real helpful.
[Sob.]
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[ He gets up to leave, seal in hand. ]
Wait, where are you?
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[He gives a miserable little smile.]
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[ He dashes off to find the estate. ]
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Hey, Tink, you there?
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Y'gotta get this stupid thing out of my hair.
[The bra is still mostly clasped, except for the top and bottom hooks caught in his hair.]
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Does that hurt?
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[That may be a lie, but he was willing the lose a few strands of hair to his process B| Steely dog determination!]
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[ He fiddles around with the hooks, but can't make any progress in untangling them yet, and his impatience gets the better of him. ]
Damnit... Do ya think maybe we could just cut it all off?
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...If you gotta. I'll have to find another one though... Stupid boobs.
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