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Description
Logan took a deep breath, steering herself before walking out of the dresser.
“This is stupid, why-?”
*Click*
The dark haired girl blinked away the colorful bubbles floating in front of her eyes as she tried to adjust from the sudden flash of light, only to find Helena carelessly shaking a Polaroid back and forth.
“You do look very good, Master. These will sell well.” Said the short girl, her usual blank expression present despite the fact she had exchanged her usual attire by a scandalous outfit that looked like something borderlining S&M… and still not nearly as horrifying as the pink little slip of fabric and see through lace the bubbly pink-haired girl was wearing, curves threatening to slip (o burst) from every inch of stretched fabric.
“My prince, you look AMAZING!!” The bountiful fairy squealed.
“That suit is very becoming of you, dearest husband.” Tsiidi smiled in her usual sweet fashion as she pressed some paper tissues against the artic fairy’s nose, least the blood stain her pretty outfit before the party started. Artica didn’t really seem to notice, mumbling something incoherent from under the tissue.
Chas nodded energetically, blushing lightly as he stared up in admiration at his superior.
“You look incredible, Miss Logan....”
“The drool, Chester.” Muttered his older sister, making the pre teen blush horribly and glare at the actress.
"I still don’t know why THEY want me on this stupid party, making me use this monkey suit..."
Surprisingly small and fine hands gently cupped her cheeks, moving them down, and it was possibly due the startling softness of the touch the dark-haired woman didn’t retaliate violently when well knows lips pressed against her.
*Click*
“… Yep, looks better with a bit of lipstick.” The witch was shaking a new Polaroid as she absently licked her begrudgy lips, the color having fades slightly.
Logan didn’t really have time to react, because there was an horribly high-pitched cry as Bambi latched herself to Logan's neck, smooshing her impressive asset against the specialist own respectable bust, big, fat crocodile tears on the edge of her eyes.
“Not fair, I want a kiss from my prince too!!”
“M-Miss Bambi!”
“Dear Logan!”
“Oh dear….”
“Money shot~!”
*Click*
“HELENA!!!” the specialist howled like a rabid gorilla and the witch decided it was a good time to heed her survival instincts and flee for a location more proficient in witnesses and teachers, both younger fairies clinging to Logan’s arms and trying to stop her from murdering their friend while the Izayuran princess calmly walked behind them, smiling contentedly.
“This is stupid, why-?”
*Click*
The dark haired girl blinked away the colorful bubbles floating in front of her eyes as she tried to adjust from the sudden flash of light, only to find Helena carelessly shaking a Polaroid back and forth.
“You do look very good, Master. These will sell well.” Said the short girl, her usual blank expression present despite the fact she had exchanged her usual attire by a scandalous outfit that looked like something borderlining S&M… and still not nearly as horrifying as the pink little slip of fabric and see through lace the bubbly pink-haired girl was wearing, curves threatening to slip (o burst) from every inch of stretched fabric.
“My prince, you look AMAZING!!” The bountiful fairy squealed.
“That suit is very becoming of you, dearest husband.” Tsiidi smiled in her usual sweet fashion as she pressed some paper tissues against the artic fairy’s nose, least the blood stain her pretty outfit before the party started. Artica didn’t really seem to notice, mumbling something incoherent from under the tissue.
Chas nodded energetically, blushing lightly as he stared up in admiration at his superior.
“You look incredible, Miss Logan....”
“The drool, Chester.” Muttered his older sister, making the pre teen blush horribly and glare at the actress.
"I still don’t know why THEY want me on this stupid party, making me use this monkey suit..."
Surprisingly small and fine hands gently cupped her cheeks, moving them down, and it was possibly due the startling softness of the touch the dark-haired woman didn’t retaliate violently when well knows lips pressed against her.
*Click*
“… Yep, looks better with a bit of lipstick.” The witch was shaking a new Polaroid as she absently licked her begrudgy lips, the color having fades slightly.
Logan didn’t really have time to react, because there was an horribly high-pitched cry as Bambi latched herself to Logan's neck, smooshing her impressive asset against the specialist own respectable bust, big, fat crocodile tears on the edge of her eyes.
“Not fair, I want a kiss from my prince too!!”
“M-Miss Bambi!”
“Dear Logan!”
“Oh dear….”
“Money shot~!”
*Click*
“HELENA!!!” the specialist howled like a rabid gorilla and the witch decided it was a good time to heed her survival instincts and flee for a location more proficient in witnesses and teachers, both younger fairies clinging to Logan’s arms and trying to stop her from murdering their friend while the Izayuran princess calmly walked behind them, smiling contentedly.
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awsome awsome awsome LOVE the outfit and her hair she looks amazing