#sirela

(I'm sorry for getting to this so late, I wasn't anticipating yesterday to be as busy as it was and passed out for the night before I could properly answer "orz)

🌧️Do you like the rain, or think it's a nuisance?

Oh, Earth rain is delightful! How fascinating that your planet rains the very sustenance its life needs to survive!

I am surprised by the number of Earth-folk who dislike it so much, and refuse to leave their abodes if it may come. It is not acidic, or made of glass and falling sideways! ...That is someplace else.

I cannot say I care to be drenched in it myself - this cape is dry-clean only, you know! But I thoroughly enjoy watching it descend from the sky from the safety of a dry place. I have tried to coax Lady Sirela on several walks by use of a precipitation shield, but she is quite adamant against it. Perhaps because the first time we tried, my arm tired quickly from holding the shield so high above me...

An Olivine (left) and Sirela for @itstanzaniteuniverse

I’d like to imagine that Olivine is kinda like a Peridot’ manager and when making Sirela, i’d like to image she’s a ‘shadowy’ character. (she’s also blind)

holy CRAP that was a fast ask. sorry this answer wasn't BVJDFJB

(I wanted to edit it to look like it was on my actual android phone... also the fake text generator I found wouldn't hold all of it anyway kjdfh)

alternate ending: Sirela loses her shit because I love lizards and I have to project

Sirela: Orbulon, what did you say our, um… “decoration” was called again?

Orbulon: A Fasloxian Gourd! I am certain it will make your friend’s abode look “on top of fleek!”

It was a bittersweet end. Sirela had finally managed to loosen up and enjoy herself in a crowded, exciting setting - in no small part thanks to her favorite alien's abilities - but it was over as quickly as it started. She knew she could visit anytime, of course, but a part of her felt so reluctant to leave. She made it to the front door of the beautiful moonlit mansion, and turned around to look inside it one more time.

Orbulon had already made it to the bottom of the steps, but he sensed her distress and stopped to see if she had followed him. He doubled back and took a hold of her hand.

"Sirela, do you not wish to see the fruits of our earlier labor?" He asked rather gently, trying to lighten her somber mood. Sirela shook her head, snapping out of her little trance.

That's right, she thought. Queenie had said that a Boo possessing their Jack-o'-lantern was a symbol of good luck. Perhaps a blessing like that was the parting gift she needed tonight.

The Lady nodded at her date with a tiny smile, and he returned with a beam. He tugged at her hand until she followed with a giggle, and they scurried out front to check on their project.

They stopped when they saw that the gourd was still and silent as a winter's morning. Sirela's heart sank in her chest as the other partygoers' pumpkins floated and danced around, full of life.

"...O...Oh..."

Orbulon frowned and looked up at his Lady. "Sirela..."

There was a short silence between them, before he spoke up again. "I-It is merely an Earthling superstition, is it not? I am certain good things will still happen regardless!"

Sirela turned her head slightly away. "S-Still... we put so much heart into it... I don't want it to be for nothing..."

"I assure, it will be for everything!" He let go of her hand for a moment to step towards their gourd. "Come, let us bring it home! Pulverized Fasloxian gourds make a wonderful resting aid! I know you Earth-folk love your rapid eye movement." He reached his hands out to pick it up, but let out a sharp yell when an invisible force shoved him away.

"Whoa, hey, gimme a minute!!" The two were shocked to find that a Boo had materialized in front of their gourd, looking relatively miffed.

"Oough..." Orbulon straightened his shades after the impact nearly knocked them off, but he was otherwise okay.

"I-I thought... I thought it was empty," Sirela said in disbelief.

"Well, we WERE trying to get a hold of it, but this thing is so darn HEAVY!" the Boo complained. "What even IS this?! It's not a pumpkin, that's for sure!"

Orbulon's face lit up in pride, excited to explain. "It is a Fasloxian--"

"Yeah, yeah, Hazmat-ian door or whatever, I heard you the first time, buddy! I mean what is this thing MADE of? Steel?? Rocks???" The little mischief-maker was absolutely bewildered at this alien fruit.

"Wait, wait, hold on--" Sirela tilted her head. "Did--Did you say 'we?'"

Pretty much on cue, another little white spirit popped up next to the first one. "Yeah, he did say 'we!' Don't forget you're not the only one to call dibs!" it barked at its fellow apparition. "I mean, it smells a little funky, but that face is HILARIOUS! Think of all the dumb places we could put this!"

"You mean think of all the GREAT places we could put this!" To Sirela's shock, yet a third Boo appeared behind the others! "Like, we could just stick this in the middle of the foyer. Or on the toilet!"

"Look," said the first Boo. "That's all well and good, but until we can lift this darn thing, it's not going ANY place!"

Sirela couldn't help but start to laugh - a giddy little laugh that made Orbulon's cheeks tinge a baby blue upon hearing. She grabbed his hands and spun him around without warning.

"Orby, there's three of them!! Three!!" She could barely contain her excitement. "Ohh, wow! How much luck is that?!"

The little alien couldn't help but grin wide. "Perhaps a lot! But the luck has already happened, has it not? We were able to enjoy this most exciting excursion together!"

Sirela smiled sheepishly and a blush crept to her face in turn. "Hehe... that is pretty lucky, isn't it?" She started to laugh again and pulled the alien into a tight hug, which he happily reciprocated.

"Yeesh," one of the Boos muttered, rolling its eyes while the other two attempted desparately to lift the alien gourd with Herculean strength. "Get a room."

I had SO much fun doing this!! This week flew by, but every day I was so excited to see what everyone had to share! What a great party!

One that I’ll keep close to my heart for Any gloomy day when the view’s not quite as sweet as today!

Day 6 prompt - Killer Karaoke

I had this in the works since last night because I had the perfect idea for today’s prompt 👀 The song is Tomorrow Hill from WarioWare: Smooth Moves! (And Orbulon is pitching in with “Falling Off Tomorrow Hill” ksdjfhg)