dancing queen

                ❝  wow, i wish i was that talented. maybe you could teach me sometime. do you know how to do anything else? i mean - like.. any other cool hobbies or talents you have?  ❞  finally, someone here that was interesting! the name that was shouted out caught her off guard as she turns her head. rapunzel? wasn’t that a character?  ❝  you have such a beautiful name, rapunzel. like the princess, right? you were named after the princess?  ❞  rapunzel wasn’t exactly a common name, so it’s quite bizarre to hear it. then again - the name nini wasn’t exactly common either.

“I could write a song about all the hobbies I have,” Punzie laughs, she had actually done that once. “Thank you!” she says at the compliment before blushing slightly. “It’s funny you should mention that,” Rapunzel moves her braid so it rests more comfortably over her shoulder. “I am the lost princess!” She sips her drink, waiting for the girl’s reaction. 

                 she returns the friendly smile and sets her drink down upon the table. ever since she’s arrived in the strange town she hasn’t exactly made any friends - it’s not like she was planning on it anyway.  ❝  thanks, i really appreciate that.  ❞  nini couldn’t help but glance over at what the other female was doing; quite fascinated by it.  ❝  it’s no worries, i should be the one apologizing in the first place for being a bother.  ❞  a small laugh escapes her lips, trying to make conversation.  ❝  those are really pretty by the way. i never learned how to do origami. oh - i’m nini by the way!  ❞  

“I taught myself!” Rapunzel says with a small laugh. She has taught herself a lot of things with the time she spent alone in the tower; but she doesn’t want to dwell on that. “I’m-” she hears “Rapunzel!” called out from the bar. With a laugh, she stands. “well, what they said! I’m Rapunzel.” she goes to get her drink and sits back down. “It’s  nice to meet you, Nini!”

                  days continued to be a bit lonely and gloomy - nini wasn’t exactly sure whether it was just because the weather here at walton creek was completely different than utah but.. she supposed this was her home now. technically, this so-called ‘holiday café’ nini has been going to for the past month is probably where she spends most of her time. a sigh escapes her lips as she picks her pink smoothie up, only to find no open seats anywhere.  ❝  um.. hi. do you mind if i sit next to you? i mean - only if that’s okay. i won’t be a bother, i promise.  ❞  this was just another situation where nini was embarrassing herself once again.

Rapunzel looks up with a wide grin on her face. “Please! Of course you can sit next to me! I’ll move some so you have room.” she scoots over to make room on the long bench. She has taken to making little origami animals out of the napkins that she has doodled on and moves them out of the way so the girl can set her drink down on the table. “sorry, i was just messing around while i waited on my drink to be ready,” she laughs. 

“i can help with poses! don’t worry!” barbie smiled, looking at her friend. “the coffee shop? sounds lovely! i’ll see you there.” with that barbie smiled and gave a sweet nod. with that, she gathered her camera and headed off. 

Minnie dashed home and grabbed a few outfits before making her way back to the coffee shop. She had changed into a red and white outfit for her first one and threw the others into a bag. She made it to the store and saw that Barbie hadn’t arrived yet so she took the time to order a coffee and sit down by the window, waiting. When she walked in, Minnie smiled and waved her over. “I got the outfits!”

for  what  it’s  worth,  benny  is  friendly.  he’s  not  the  nicest  guy  on  the  block,  nor  does  he  think  his  personality  will  allow  that,  but  most  people  are  cool  (  he  might  have  a  habit  of  trusting  those  who  inevitably  fuck  him  over  —  it’s  cool,  though  )  enough  in  his  eyes.  zay  is  one  of  those  on  his  list  ;  he’s  heard  a  lot  from  maya,  who  seemingly  knows  almost  everyone  in  this  town,  despite  the  fact  that  he’s  sure  he’s  been  there  longer  than  her.  "hey,“  he  grins  at  the  sight  of  the  other.  "what’re  you  doing?”

Seeing that the other person was Benny, Zay grinned back widely. “Hey! Benny, right?” He hasn’t met the guy in person, but they had texted before (Benny had gotten his number from Maya if he remembered correctly) and he seems cool. “I’m just killing time between school and my next event, what about you?” 

“— Woah,” Phineas stopped short as he rounded a corner, just a few inches she of the sea of magazines spread out on the floor and the girl on the floor reading them. Running into another person was enough of a surprise — he’d started to frequent the bookstore once he discovered that they had an impressive science and technology section, and for as often as he was there he rarely saw any other customers — but the scene on the floor in front of him was enough to make him pause. “Hi,” he said tentatively, looking over the covers of the magazines before his eyes finally landed on the lizard perched on her shoulder. “Is that a chameleon?”

Rapunzel looked up at the voice and offered a bright smile. “Oh! Hi there!” She waved softly at the new face before taking pascal into her hands and holding him up. “Yes, he is a chameleon! His name is Pascal!” The chameleon tried to camouflage and she gave him a look. “Now now, we need to say hi to our new friend, Pascal!” She giggled, standing. “I’m Rapunzel, it’s nice to meet you!” Her long braid reached her ankles as she stood. 

Liv would have been happy either way, but she’s pleasantly surprised when the stranger chooses the smoothie that’s a little too healthy for some people. “I really hope you like it,” she says eagerly before handing it over. And if she didn’t, well, it was still free. “I’m Liv. Nice to meet you.” She finally takes a sip from the smoothie still in her hand, now that she knows it’s truly hers. “I’m assuming you’ve never heard of me,” she says with a laugh, only the slightest touch of bitterness in her tone.

Minnie sips the green smoothie and smiles. “Mmm! It’s so good!” she takes one more sip as Liv speaks. “It’s nice to meet you, too, Liv! No, I haven’t. Should I have?” Minnie asks. A small twinge of fear goes through her as she realizes that maybe she had met the girl before and completely forgot about her. 

the weather is finally cooling down, though it’s still much warmer than her liking. still, she appreciates it for the sheer change it is to her life back in pixie hollow. experimentally, she crafts a delicate, slightly over-sized snowflake between her palms, then throws it up into the air. periwinkle thought it would float down gently to the ground, but it turns out fall is a blustery season, blowing the large snowflake (approximately the size of an acorn) away, away, until it breaks apart against someone’s arm. “sorry!” she squeaks, hurrying over. “it, er, wasn’t supposed to do that!”

Rapunzel is enjoying the blustery day, taking note of the dappled sunlight through the trees and the way it lights her skin. She giggles at the image of herself and spins around in spite of herself. As she does, a snowflake the size of an acorn gently brushes against her skin and falls apart. She gasps, mortified that she broke someone’s creation. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to break it!! Here, can we pick up the pieces? I can fix it. I promise!!”

“Best. Day. Ever!!”

barbie’s stance softened and relaxed, a soft smile eased her lips as she watched the boy internally battle with sharing. “i’m barbie,” she offered softly. “your own musings? that’s new and i like it. i’ve never heard anyone refer to their thoughts as musings. it sounds so mystical.” she hummed, and eyed the bag. “what’s in your bag, Zay?” she inquired, knowing full and well that school books would be heavier; barbie was naturally as curious as ever. 

“What can I say? I have an artistic mind,” he chuckled softly, glad that she thought his way of saying things was fun and interesting. He moved the bag once more, this time taking it off of his shoulder and opening it up for her. “It’s my dance bag,” Zay explained. He hoped the older girl wasn’t the type to judge him based on his interests and hobbies. “I do ballet.”

“let’s do it as soon as possible!” barbie cheered, clasping her hands together in excitement. barbie hasn’t always been excited about photoshoots; she hated the way she looked on camera, but everything looks better from behind it. “bring at least three different outfits that you love! and then you get to pose how you want! my job is to just take the photos. 

“Oh, gosh! Don’t give me that much control,” she laughed. “I’m so awkward when it comes to choosing poses! But I can definitely choose three outfits. Should we meet at the coffee shop in about 20 minutes?”

ironically, barbie loved being bored. given that her life was always on the go prior, being bored was something amazing at this point. but after a while, the mundane life became lackluster for her, as she found her routines driving her crazy. she even tried to switch up the routine; go to the grocery store earlier, switch the order in which she did things — but she was still bored. one day she went to the mall, and bought a camera. camera’s can make things more exciting, and she already had a good hand at photo editing. now, she was hanging up posters for free photoshoots; barbie loved being in front of the camera, but she is completely enveloped in being behind it and being the one to find the beauty in what’s in front. “hey! do you want to model for me sometime?” 

Minnie grinned widely at the idea. She would love to have her friend take her photo. “Of course!! Anything for you,” she giggled. She hadn’t hung with Barbie in what felt like ages, so any excuse was a good one for the pair to spend time together. “When do you want to do it? Should I bring anything special?” she asked.

barbie smiled at the boy, matching his soft greeting with one of her own. “hiya!” she grinned, stopping to look at the boy. “lost in thought?” she questioned, cocking her head. she didn’t let him know that they almost ran into each other; he was definitely in another world. “sure seemed like it, is everything alright?” she asked, softly. trying not to impose, she was never the type to force people to talk; she knew what it was like to be asked the same question over and over again, and be interviewed by so many people. 

He chuckled, running his hand through his hair. “Yeah, sorry.” The girl was closer to him than he had realized and he took a small step back, adjusting the bag on his shoulder with his dance gear inside. “It was nothing, just my own musings,” he let out a soft chuckle as he gave her a genuine Zay Babineaux smile.  “Name’s Zay, what’s yours?” He didn’t mind going on about his thoughts, but he also didn’t want to bother the woman with them either.