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- shoutarou hidari,
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Enchanted Aquatica---the Prom [WIDE OPEN Y'ALL]
The day had finally arrived for her big event, and Starfire couldn't be happier---or more nervous, actually. She was certainly not an expert on the inner workings of a prom, but it couldn't be too terribly complicated, right? As long as the people could eat, dance, and talk, it should be a reasonable success.
With that in mind, her decorations sprung from her mind into the large dome all around her, transforming a grey Sensorium into a beautiful underwater world, one with clear waters and free from the possibility of a shark attack.
The first change was the scent of the air, shifting into the comforting salty scent of the seas. Then the ground beneath her feet became a hardened sandstone, maintaining the gritty texture while remaining easy to walk upon---except for the smooth dance floor, of course. The grey dome transformed into a flowing bluish-green, rippling all around with fish of all colors passing in the background. Some of the 'sky' faded into a violet tone over the dance floor, lit by glowing circular lights in every color. Suspended in midair, they almost looked like motionless fireflies, though they sometimes swayed in tune with songs.
Tables arose from coral in all colors, rising from the ground and twisting to provide a flattened surface on the very top---rounded ones for guests, and long tables off to the side containing shell-bowls of food. Chairs were large floating clam shells with well cushioned interiors, some large enough to hold two people. More comfortable spongy places to sit were also littered across the area, notably by the large shell-shaped enclosure that was the promised swimming pool. It too was lit by the floating lights, providing what she hoped was a romantic atmosphere.
Finally, the glowing stage above the dance floor couldn't help but attract attention with its chairs. Six royal thrones and one plush chair of all colors directly in the middle rested in the back of the stage, leaving the front open for announcements. Just off to the side of the stage stood the DJ's table, with even that machine painted to match the soft underwater glow of the scenery.
Everything finally seemed pleasing to Starfire. With one last change, dressing herself in the formal attire of the prom, she sent out the signal to everyone and waited. She hoped they would have a wonderful time.
With that in mind, her decorations sprung from her mind into the large dome all around her, transforming a grey Sensorium into a beautiful underwater world, one with clear waters and free from the possibility of a shark attack.
The first change was the scent of the air, shifting into the comforting salty scent of the seas. Then the ground beneath her feet became a hardened sandstone, maintaining the gritty texture while remaining easy to walk upon---except for the smooth dance floor, of course. The grey dome transformed into a flowing bluish-green, rippling all around with fish of all colors passing in the background. Some of the 'sky' faded into a violet tone over the dance floor, lit by glowing circular lights in every color. Suspended in midair, they almost looked like motionless fireflies, though they sometimes swayed in tune with songs.
Tables arose from coral in all colors, rising from the ground and twisting to provide a flattened surface on the very top---rounded ones for guests, and long tables off to the side containing shell-bowls of food. Chairs were large floating clam shells with well cushioned interiors, some large enough to hold two people. More comfortable spongy places to sit were also littered across the area, notably by the large shell-shaped enclosure that was the promised swimming pool. It too was lit by the floating lights, providing what she hoped was a romantic atmosphere.
Finally, the glowing stage above the dance floor couldn't help but attract attention with its chairs. Six royal thrones and one plush chair of all colors directly in the middle rested in the back of the stage, leaving the front open for announcements. Just off to the side of the stage stood the DJ's table, with even that machine painted to match the soft underwater glow of the scenery.
Everything finally seemed pleasing to Starfire. With one last change, dressing herself in the formal attire of the prom, she sent out the signal to everyone and waited. She hoped they would have a wonderful time.
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You're always so sweet. As long as you're around I can be comfortable here, and maybe have some fun? she replied as her blush extended to her long ears. A bit of her nervousness had died down and she hoped it would continue to do so even though she knew it wouldn't go away completely.
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Billy palmed the crumpled paper tucked into his pocket, wondering if he'd ever have to use it. Hopefully not, but maybe...
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Billy started creeping forward as he waited for her next message, hiding under one of the tables.
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Pictures of their favorite spots to relax and just be with each other, or their friends. She was too deep in thought with happiness to notice the creeping boyfriend about to pounce.
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Closer and closer he moved, until he typed one last message and quietly sat nearby. I've heard a rumor that there's a handsome man waiting just behind you. Why don't you take a picture with him?
A cheeky grin broke across his face as he waited, camera at the ready.
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"Oh, h-h-hey there." she managed to voice out in a soft, shy tone.
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"I was right, you're definitely a queen. We'll have to find a king that looks worthy of your presence."
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"O-oh s-stop it. You look r-really handsome... I... I r-really like it," she added as she moved some hair behind her ear. "And I d-don't think I'm queen material, there were much better choices in the running. I t-think they'd be more fittin' for the role." her voice shy and timid, but there was a bit of hope in her voice. Maybe a little bit of her wanted to still win.
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He helped her move her hair, shaking his head at her doubt. "But you are. You have the ferocity you need when the situation calls for it, and there are such people as gentle queens. You'd be adored---actually, you already are."
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The second comment left her blushing and unable to speak. Was he speaking the truth? Was she really?
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He closed his eyes and willed himself to concentrate, creating a web of slightly lighter blues on his jacket in almost the exact pattern that Ronnae had painted on him when they were 'married'. That had been one of the brightest days he could remember.
His arms stayed tight around her as he relaxed into their clam shell. "You'll see."
And if he was given the chance to read to her, she really would.
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"Who would have thought that that day would lead to all of this? Adding to our journey as mates?" her voice was soft and sweet, happy thoughts filled her head as she rested her head on her favorite spot on his chest.
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Billy was now fully aware of the thumping of his heart under her ear. He carefully stroked over her hair, averse to messing up its beauty. "Part of me still resisted, but...it was downhill from the moment you supposedly accidentally kissed me. I was caught, it was just a matter of time."
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If he'd believed in fate, he would chalk it up to that.
"Well this one's definitely not accidental," he laughed, kissing her nose in that silly way he loved.
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