𝔭𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔪 𝔟𝔞𝔩𝔩𝔢𝔯𝔦

                Jezebel  was  having  the  time  of  her  life.  She’d  never  been  to  a  big,  extravagant  ball  like  this,  mostly  because  of  her  loyalty  to  her  mother.  She’d  always  dreamed  of  going  to  one,  though,  and  she  was  determined  to  enjoy  every  minute  of  it.  She  found  herself  growing  rather  antsy,  though.  She  loved  pretending  to  be  a  princess  as  much  as  the  next  villain,  but  she  still  was  a  villain  at  heart,  and  she  needed  a  little  bit  of  entertainment.  She  didn’t  want  to  ruin  the  party,  where  would  be  the  fun  in  that?  So,  she  bent  down  behind  the  snack  table,  conjured  up  an  illusion  of  a  single  mouse,  though  if  anyone  tried  to  pick  up  or  touch  the  mouse  in  any  way  their  hand  would  simply  go  through  it,  and  set  it  loose  in  the  ballroom.  The  shriek  she  heard  on  the  other  side  of  the  room  only  a  few  seconds  later  caused  her  to  snicker  quietly.  “  My  my,  someone  should  do  something  about  that.  ”  She  said,  mostly  to  herself.

               Lenore  was  over  the  moon  from  the  moment  she  set  foot  in  the  masquerade  ball.  She  often  snuck  down  into  the  ballroom  of  the  manor,  though  she  never  dared  set  foot  on  the  dance  floor,  mostly  because  she  never  had  a  partner  to  dance  with.  Here,  though,  she  saw  far  more  people  dancing  by  themselves,  and  she  was  thrilled.  The  moment  she  saw  a  familiar  face,  she  rushed  over  to  Charlotte  and  tapped  her  on  the  shoulder.  “  Isn’t  this  lovely?  It’s  like  we’re  back  in  the  ballroom  of  the  manor.  You  know,  if  the  manor’s  party  guests  had  pulses.  ”

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    It wouldn’t be the first time Odette woke up a bit confused as to her whereabouts - years ago, in her pursuit to see all of Europe before “growing up”, she had more than one or two nights that were such whirlwinds of excitement & activity it took her a few moments to get her bearings the next day. This, however… it was different. In her attempt to stay calm, Odette had thrown herself into what she always did best; staying busy & occupied. With a shopping list a mile long for the bakery & some of her own home goods needed for the new place she’d chosen to live in temporarily, the cook’s arms were laden with bags from all over the town’s shopping spots. Turning her head to the voice, Odette blinked in surprise, but gave way to a warm smile as understanding clicked. “Yes, mine too, actually. It is about lunchtime. I guess I should stop for a bite to eat…. would you like to join me? We can repair our bellies together?” 

               Harlie’s  brow  furrowed  slightly  together.  A  bite  to  eat?  They’d  never  been  hungry  before,  so  it  would  make  sense  that  they  wouldn’t  know  what  it  felt  like,  but  the  idea  was  improbable.  However,  Harlie  was  never  one  to  turn  down  a  new  experience,  and  she  often  wondered  why  some  humans  took  so  much  pleasure  in  eating  food.  Perhaps  there  was  something  to  gain  from  trying  it,  and  if  it  would  make  this  unpleasant  sensation  go  away,  why  not?  “  I  suppose  I  could  try...  ”  They  muttered,  nodding  their  head.  “  What  do  you  recommend?  ”

[ joey batey, cis man, he/him. ] ✧･ﾟ is that [ simon pevensie ] who just stumbled into town? rumour has it that they’re the [ 27 ] year old child of [ susan pevensie ] from [ the chronicles of narnia ]. i’ve also heard that they’re [ protective ] but [ stubborn ] and have [ 2 younger ] siblings. i could almost swear i heard [ the horror and the wild - the amazing devil ] playing when they appeared.