i want to become a good person.

Leaping up into the air and coming round to the princesses face, tail still tightly curled around her hand, Audrie shook her head before looking pointedly at the chaos of a brawl happening about a hundred metres down the road from them. She didn’t know how well the princess would be able to fare when it came down to the possibility of being attacked by these maniacs, especially in those glass heels (”glass, really? how impractical” she thought) She wasn’t much use like this either, what was she gonna do? Burn them with fox-sparks? she whined anxiously before dropping back down the the floor gracefully and tugging the princess onwards.

Vanessa smiled at the woman, “thank you!” She said, taking pleasure in the compliment, “I worked very hard on the makeup.” She loved that her hard work was paying off.

“Are you.. A glass high heel?” She rolled her eyes before turning to face the other, only to realize why the shoe would be made of glass. “… Are you fucking cinderella?” The blue puff of a dress was confirming her question that she was if the glass shoe wasn’t hint enough. “Wait, you did the fucking cliche thing and lost Cinderella’s shoe? What even. Does that mean you’re going to have to get home before 12 just so people don’t see you dressed in rags?”

           eyebrows knit together as the other spoke to her , flinching away from her harsh tone , or maybe she’s just too sensitive? she offered an unsure nod to the other , wringing her hands that were covered in white satin gloves. “ um , yes , i’m supposed to be cinderella. “ she let her hand readjust the tiara that sat upon blonde locks , before frowning. “ i didn’t ... lose my shoe on purpose , or anything , it just ... happened , “ she said softly , as if afraid of saying the wrong answer. “ --- i mean ... maybe? there are worse things that could happen , “ she said. “ a-and i didn’t get this costume from a fairy godmother. i got it from my closet ... so ... i don’t know... i hope not , the dress is really pretty. ”

Miller didn’t completely disregard what the young woman said, simply stated “Ah, but before it gets to the prince, he himself has to find it where it lay, no?” They were getting much closer to the staircase now, Miller could almost swear she made out the glint of something near one of the top steps. She stopped a bit at the concern, and couldn’t help but glance down. “Oh- yeah, I’m fine. I’m just not exactly used to walking with these legs,” she said, “You know, they’re longer than I’m used.” And there’s possibly a third, she thought with an inner grimace at the idea.

         “ oh , i suppose you’re right ! “ petra’s expression brightened at the other’s suggestion as she looked down towards her feet , trying not to grimace about how swollen her ankle would be after tonight. no more TRAINING for her , no more running , no more HUNTING --- sigh. she really needed to be more careful , didn’t she ? eyebrows knit together , before she laughed a bit. “ are you normally much shorter ...? “

Audrie’s chest puffed out a little indignantly as the princess pet her, how degrading, turning her head to the side and glaring off into the distance. “A bit misplaced” she thought to herself, scanning the very out-of-place ballgown before she turned her head to the large clock in town, wondering how long Cinderella had left until her clothes turned to rags once more, a small growl-like chuckle escaping her throat at the thought. Looking back at the princess, she stood up and stretched herself out, curling a tail around her dainty hand and pulling her in the direction of the town. May as well have some company whilst trying to figure out how to sort this mess out.

Vanessa stopped to help the woman dressed in a beautiful blue ball gown, “umm, no, I haven’t seen it. I’m sorry.” She said, she hadn’t notice that her Beetlejuice costume had become eerily real.

“that’s a fair point,” he laughed, though the sound freaked him out a bit so he stopped and his attempt to flash a smile was stopped by the mask covering his face, so he gave her a thumbs up instead. “i’d take this off but i’m afraid it might kill me,” finn explained to justify how creepy he may of looked and sounded, motioning to the massive helmet on his head. “oh my god… have you never watched star wars? you know what… it’s fine! that’s a conversation we can have when you’re not missing a shoe.” he waved his hand in dismissal, his smile growing beneath the dark and uncomfortably warm mask.

        she could tell he was trying to laugh ; petra found herself letting out a small giggle AS WELL , small hand going up to hide her smile as she looked back up towards the other. “ then don’t take it off , “ she said softly , “ we shouldn’t... wouldn’t want you to die , “ she said innocently , before blinking at him. once. twice. “ it wasn’t exactly a priority for me , “ the hunter tried to reason , a pout coming to her lips as she pushed out her pink , bottom lip. “ yes , hopefully a prince ... er , has not run off with it yet , yes ? “

Miller’s eyes followed to where the girl pointed, and gave simple nod. “It’s no trouble at all, miss. Knowing how this fairytale is meant to play out, I don’t believe it’ll be too much of a hassle to locate your shoe,” she said already making her way over to the staircase. Her gait was still not smooth though. Miller didn’t believe enough time could ever elapse to make this feel any comfortable.

          she followed the other slowly , trying not to walk awkwardly with the difference between the heel and her bare foot. she didn’t say anything , while , though , not wanting to BOTHER , but a look of confusion graced gentle features as petra brushed a stray blonde hair out of her face. “ ... according to the story , it should be with some prince , no? “ a pause. “ i have not danced with anyone , though ... ah , what a pain , “ she mutters in chinese , only to look towards the other ; what an awkward way to walk. “ are you ALRIGHT? you don’t , um , seem to be walking all too ... not to be rude , i mean , but ! “ she didn’t finish her sentence , anyways.

“No.. “ She spoke as she looked down to the woman’s heel. Crouching down, she took her ankle and inspected it. “….You are okay.” Normally being one to say a bit more than this, Jessica was struggling with the sudden speech impediment that the character had brought her. “Your dress is.. big..” 

           she was QUICK to remove her ankle from the other’s grip , refusing the INSTINCT to kick her ; but she stiffened all too easily. but instead of saying anything , she smiled at the other , and offered a SHRUG. “ it’s ... um , supposed to be a princess dress , “ petra said a bit abashedly , a flush of pink on her cheeks. “ um , you know , the fairytale ... cinderella? “

Miller had just managed to get off the phone with the Council of Elders, and though there was some knowledge to what lay behind the chaos - IT STILL DIDN’T STOP THE CHAOS. She could scream, but instead she’d hung up on them and gone back out there to see what could be done. Coming up on the princess -one of many that night- she simply shook her head. “’Fraid not, ma’am. If you tell me what direction you were coming from, I might be able to provide more help.”

           a smile is offered to the OTHER in front of her , as she tucked a blonde lock of hair behind her ear. really , it was weird to see gold in her peripheral vision instead of the normal BROWN. she smoothed the skirt of her blue , sparkly dress before looking up towards the other. “ i came from over there , “ she said , pointing to a darkened staircase behind her. “ --- but , um , if it’s too much of a HASSLE , i don’t want to bother you ... “

All he really did for the time being was nod at the female, cheeks warming as he was completely mesmerized by her appearance. Though the color was thankfully hidden behind the heavy helmet on his head. “A glass shoe doesn’t sound even the slightest bit comfortable. Is it really a huge loss?” Finn asks in his deep, modified voice - still absolutely amused by the new addition to his originally lame costume. “Do you want help looking for it? I’ll use the force or something. If I can’t take over the galaxy, I may as well help a lady find her glass shoe.”

        green eyes flickered up towards the FIGURE towering over her through blonde lashes ; a frown on her lips , eyebrows knit together. she didn’t recognize the CHARACTER all too well , she could vaguely remember seeing the character on her father’s tv screen. a grimace. she brushes off the BLUE GOWN awkwardly , only to shiver at his voice. “ it’s not the most comfortable or efficient , i must admit , “ she said gracefully , before flashing the other a BRILLIANT SMILE. “ but it’s certainly inconvenient to walk around with only one shoe. ” head tilted to the side , blonde locks shifting ever so slightly , crown catching a spot in the light , “ the galaxy? you’re supposed to take over the galaxy.. ? “