♪♫ Kimber ♫♪

“Young lady, just how did you manage to get your hair so pink?” The witch could only assume magic, but many other things have surprised her in this city.

"Hi!" She nervously laughed. "Wow, you're...wow." She tripped over her words, unable to make much sense at all. "I'm Kimber. I, what?" Her hair? "I dyed it. It’s... All dye. Did you want me to do you?" She paused. “Your hair?”

He offers this nugget of wisdom after prolonged minutes of observing the girl’s thwarted attempts at winning whichever banal prize had caught her eye from the array of pure tat hanging on display. Inflatable objects, stuffed animals, plastic gem encrusted jewellery…Why would anyone waste their time obtaining such garbage?

Kimber sighed and had just about given up when she caught that tip. Was he even talking to her? Just in case, she carefully kept him in her peripheral as she followed his advice. She aimed carefully, threw and landed her hit! She screamed in excitement and threw her arms around the stranger for a too tight victory hug. "Thank you, thank you, thaaaank yoooou~" Her prize had been a small lion, the smallest cutest little lion and she loved it! She took a selfie with it. She took a selfie with tiny lion and the stranger, then turned to him, turned tiny lion to him, and in her softest voice said. “I’m Kimber.”

Her hands moved to her hips before one went up to her face.  A light tap on her nose was all Jasper did there.  “As such, you must call me Jasper.  I have no other name and will not answer to anything else either.”  There was a pause.  “Also, I don’t do fun.”

"So, Jasper." Her regular grin was back. "I'm sure you find sooomething fun. Everyone finds something fun. Like, what do you like to do?"

      She realizes the hair was probably done well before the event was even announced, but she still feels the need to comment on it, offering the other young woman a bright smile.           “I like that shade in your hair– how long’d it take you t’ get it that bright?”

"Oh, it's a day long process~" She returned the smile and absently tucked a flower behind the other girl's ear with a wink. "Mostly retouching the roots every couple of weeks and letting the dye get in, I could do yours too, if you wanted?"

“Do not. Touch me.”  While she could have thrown this thing to the ground (she’s got the power) she decided not to, as it seemed(?) an innocent enough action.  It was sort of nice to be fawned over when it wasn’t from that disgusting moldy-thing.  “And it’s only natural I’m amazing.  Quartz are far superior to all others.”  Save for Diamonds but who was counting, right?  There was no one else in earshot to tell her otherwise.

"A quartz?" Kimber almost kicked herself for her repetition, but that was what she had said, right? "You're a quartz?" Some of her spark began to reignite, her happiness regained. "I'm Kimber." She winked playfully at the much taller woman, her heart already beating a mile a minute as she skillfully tossed her hair over her shoulder and asked. "You wanna do something fun?"

“I love your hair-”

“Aaaaawh!!! Hi, cutie! You want to touch it?” Most kids did, either the long pink tresses or the undercut, which she was all too happy to share.

“I had a cooler guitar, but, hey, this is better than nothin’, right?” He grins and plays a quick riff as he floats in the air before setting back down. “Yeah, sure though. I’d love to jam, haven’t really done that in a while or at least since I’ve been here. But, I mean, two guitars don’t make a band. Whatchu doin’ in here anyway, girl? Lookin’ for instruments or what? ‘Cause I work here, so it’d be cool if you bought from me.”

"Nooo, two guitars don't, but I can play piano, and-!" She held her hands out as if weight out two equal amounts. "Guitar, piano, I thought, why not combine them!? Have a keytar party!" She dropped her hands as a new excitement washed over. "Buy from you?" She laughed, a tiny snort sneaking in there. "Only if you let me apply my employee discount! I work here too!" And in a flurry of pink hair and pink dress, Kimber gave her new co-worker one of the tightest Kimber hugs she could muster.

☀️ » Finally! Someone who appreciated her talent and ability to function daily with nails like hers! This was truly a miracle. “Uwaaah! I’m so, so glad you like them! I work really hard! I wouldn’t trust these bad boys with anyone else but myself! I should totally start doing other people’s!”

"You shoooould~" An excited gasp left her lips as let her hands go and spread her fingers out, nails up. "Oh! Could you do mine? How much would you charge?" It had been too long since she'd had such cute nails. “We can do little kitties! Or or or, like stars! Little stars~!”

“You’re not supposed to tell me! They’re called secret pants! Actually, putting your name in them is a pretty good idea. I’m gonna do that too…”

“Oooookay... But sometimes your pants sag, like, a lot lot, and theeeen you have some whale tail business going on and sometiiiiimes secrets are not so secrets. Sometimes that’s how you end up with nicknames, Mr Alien Man”

“Mine are secretly lace and custom stitched with my name in case I ever lose them.”

Right?

"This is great! Thank you~" But it wasn't as if she was ready to be let down, as long as the other kept her suspended, Kimber would use all her stamina to keep hanging on like a kitten on a branch. "You know, you're amazing, like no lie, truly amazing." From her muscles and strength to her cute little nose. Wait! Kimber let out an excited gasp and kicked her legs to gain the momentum needed to swing up onto her arm better, to get a better perch from where to touch it. "Look at your little nosey!" She reached toward it. "Look at iiiiit~!!!!!"

I had to take a moment to draw my OTP, and Kimber’s adorable attraction toward Stormer. If interested in a commission, message me for details! <3