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Who: Freddie OR Marnie
What: Doing Stuff
Where: Various Locales
When: Wednesday

A. BIBBIDI BOBBIDI BOUTIQUE

[forget the murder game. forget the traumatic deaths. being forced to return to retail is easily the worst thing that has happened to her this year.

to her slightest credit, she manages to give two whole clients their proper princess-y looks. after that, the makeup starts to look a little... darker. was a smoky eye and purple lip gloss even an available option? why does this small Cinderella have what definitely appears to be sugar skull makeup?

she's also decided to make herself more at home and put up a sign at the entrance, reading STORE HOURS: WHENEVER I FEEL LIKE IT. and considering she is visibly right inside the shop playing concentration with a pack of cards she got from who fucking knows, she does not feel like it. this is probably for the best.]

B. ARIEL'S GROTTO

[sometime after that, Freddie is... sitting on the fence at the entrance to the grotto, still in her uniform, seeming to carefully watch each and every person that's entering. kids? pass. families? pass. elderly? pass. a single person roughly of the age from late teens to early 20s? well...]

Sorry, show's closed. Further notice. [and with her most charming smile she politely but incessantly leads the offending person way before returning to her perch to start again.]

C. PARK

[obviously Marnie's first priority, upon being given even the slightest bit of magical power, is to test it all out! it's what all the responsible adults would want, right, for her to practice? and also it sounds really cool and she misses having a sword in general? ~~mom wouldn't let grandma make her sword.~~

she presses the first card against the magicband-- a sword suddenly appears out of thin air and lands on the ground. she presses the second card, and slowly the sword raises up and comes to life, hovering in front of her as it awaits her command.]

Okay, now... Go attack those rose bushes!

[the sword zooms away on its mission-- so you, uh. probably should get out of its way-- and she cheerfully follows it.]

D. ICE CREAM SPEAKEASY

[later on, to celebrate her return to life as ~~a feral child~~ an Unaccompanied Minor, she has decided that dinner today will be dessert. specifically, a massive ice cream sundae and a Neapolitan trio of milkshakes. it's like dogs without horses out here folks.]

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[Hey, here's... a customer...?]

Excuse me: I was wanting to get your expert opinion on something, if you'd care to indulge me for a moment?

[looks. somewhat dubious.]

Okay. Shoot.

What kind of makeup would you recommend for someone who might want to wear an outfit like this?

[The outfit in question is a very rough sketch of something like this...]

[shrugs] I'm not really much of a fashionista or anything; you'd wanna hit up Evie for something like that. I can put together a nice outfit, but that's basically it.

Hmm, I see... I need to find a seamstress that can make this for me, but I was curious to see what someone might think of accessories or make-up that would look good too.

How do you feel about tiny hats? Tiny hats go with pretty much anything. This place even has 'em on headbands, for some reason.

Oh, nice. That sounds like a perfect addition to add to this ensemble.

See, there you go. But, like I said, I'm not the VK to hit up for this. You gotta ask Evie. She's probably half lost her mind not being the first person people go to for this sorta thing anymore.

"VK"?

[Remind us again what that stands for, Josh might not have been listening when it was mentioned before back during the murdergame.]

Oh-- it stands for "villain kid," which I hope should be self-explanatory. I forget that not everybody immediately understands my home's weird slang sometimes.

Ah, now I remember. You were Facilier's daughter, or at least in another universe you are?

[Multiple universes sure are weird to keep track of.]

Yeah, that's me. There's a lot of us-- turns out locking people on an island for two decades leads to shenanigans. Who woulda guessed.

Sounds like an interesting place, honestly. Though I guess it'd have to be, with circumstances like that surrounding it.

It's... home, y'know. If I have a choice, I'll never live there again, but it's still where I'm from. Can't change that.

I could almost say the same about mine... well, except that I don't have a choice in the matter regarding living there, at the moment.

Well, yeah, we're all stuck here. None of us have a choice.

Well yes, that, but I also meant how my world is currently lost to the realm of darkness, so it would be difficult to live there.

...

That'd, uh. Definitely do that. Yeah.

Welcome to the nonsense that is my universe that people like myself have to deal with on occassion.

Is this what it feels like to be on the other end of that kind of conversation? It's really weird.

It certainly is, but it's quite an experience to learn from, I find.