If The Shoe Fits [57B + 57X Amelie|Asher]
Dec 23, 2018 6:17:58 GMT
Post by Asher on Dec 23, 2018 6:17:58 GMT
For this prompt, we'll be doing both Under New Character Management and Once Upon A Time. I'd like posts for both, please!
Today had been a busy day for the Saboro household, indeed. Earlier, her family had received an invitation that had been sent to the entire kingdom, from none other than their elusive prince! Or, more likely, from whoever was in charge of sending mass letters for said prince. But, who would really note those little details?
After spending the entirety of her day ensuring that her step-sisters had everything just right on their own dresses, and curling their hair for them, Amy had been left alone to tend to their home. Despite the invite being sent to every young woman, her step-mother had forbidden her to leave. After all, there were no nice dresses in the home that would fit her! Or, so the woman said.
So, instead, the teen was left with cleaning up the messes that had been left behind for her. Slipping into the garden, the brunette took a deep breath. A frown fought itself on her face, while she attempted to bite back the expression. There was no point in being upset about something that she couldn't control, right?
"Not much that can be done about it," she murmured to herself, looking at the sky.
Or, was there? "Depends," a voice started, while a black-haired girl slipped around the corner of the house, and into the garden. "What are you wanting to do? If you need help, I may be able to do something for you."
Shouldn't this girl be heading to the event, also? Everyone had been invited, and she certainly seemed pretty enough! Furthermore, why was she letting herself into Amelie's garden? Either way, she deserved some sort of answer. "It's silly," Amy finally responded, a blush tinting her face. After all, she hadn't expected someone to hear her talking to herself! "It was just about the ball. You don't need to worry about it."
But, it seemed that the other girl felt that she did need to worry. "You want to go?" The silence that met the question was enough to answer. Even if Amy had been pondering answering, the stranger decided that enough time had passed. At this rate, she would miss the ball even with assistance! "I can help with that. If you close your eyes."
It couldn't hurt to entertain the idea, right? Following instructions, the teen stood with eyes shut. A soft tapping could be felt on her shoulders, material growing heavier inexplicably. And, after a moment, "you can open your eyes now."
And upon doing so? A long, gorgeous dress was immediately obvious on her skin. Where had her previously tattered dress gone? How had this stranger changed Amelie's clothing without her even realizing? It was as if it were magic! Was any of it real?
A pair of glass slippers were soon pressed into her hands. "Here are shoes, to match," the stranger suggested, making Amy suddenly realize that she was standing barefoot. Which, simply, would not fly when it came to a party of this sort. But, how did the mysterious girl draw a line at putting shoes on people's feet, if she had done a complete wardrobe change otherwise? "Keep in mind, if you stay out past midnight, everything will turn back to rags."
What?
"You're like a fairy godmother, aren't you?" Perhaps, not much of a mother, considering she seemed to be Amy's age! But, perhaps a fairy wasn't too far off!
To this, she received a small smile from the black haired girl. "I usually go by Ooi."
A strange name, but Amy certainly wouldn't judge someone for that! Especially someone that had been so quick to assist her! "Thank you," she answered, at a loss for words still.
And, even moreso, as 'Ooi' led her to the street. "One more gift," she added, a black haze seeming to blink across Amelie's vision briefly. After rapidly fluttering her eyes, a lovely coach had suddenly appeared! "It has the same time limit as your outfit. So, you may want to hurry."
Once Amy had lifted herself into the chariot, she leaned out the door, planning to offer a hand to help the other girl into the cart. After all, she would surely want to come, too! But, once she had turned to help, she found herself alone. Despite few places to hide, Ooi seemed to have vanished! Instead, the brunette slowly closed the door to the chariot, after contemplating getting out to find the other girl. Hopefully, she'd have another chance to thank her at a later date.
But, for now?
Lips pressed into a timid smile, while blue eyes peered out the window, seeing the castle grow closer with every second. Soon, she found herself at the gate, where a butler would make his way to the door, and put out a hand to help the girl down from her ride. In a few more steps, she would be entering the palace, and possibly catch a glimpse of the person that this party was about.
[Word Count: 832]
Today had been a busy day for the Saboro household, indeed. Earlier, her family had received an invitation that had been sent to the entire kingdom, from none other than their elusive prince! Or, more likely, from whoever was in charge of sending mass letters for said prince. But, who would really note those little details?
After spending the entirety of her day ensuring that her step-sisters had everything just right on their own dresses, and curling their hair for them, Amy had been left alone to tend to their home. Despite the invite being sent to every young woman, her step-mother had forbidden her to leave. After all, there were no nice dresses in the home that would fit her! Or, so the woman said.
So, instead, the teen was left with cleaning up the messes that had been left behind for her. Slipping into the garden, the brunette took a deep breath. A frown fought itself on her face, while she attempted to bite back the expression. There was no point in being upset about something that she couldn't control, right?
"Not much that can be done about it," she murmured to herself, looking at the sky.
Or, was there? "Depends," a voice started, while a black-haired girl slipped around the corner of the house, and into the garden. "What are you wanting to do? If you need help, I may be able to do something for you."
Shouldn't this girl be heading to the event, also? Everyone had been invited, and she certainly seemed pretty enough! Furthermore, why was she letting herself into Amelie's garden? Either way, she deserved some sort of answer. "It's silly," Amy finally responded, a blush tinting her face. After all, she hadn't expected someone to hear her talking to herself! "It was just about the ball. You don't need to worry about it."
But, it seemed that the other girl felt that she did need to worry. "You want to go?" The silence that met the question was enough to answer. Even if Amy had been pondering answering, the stranger decided that enough time had passed. At this rate, she would miss the ball even with assistance! "I can help with that. If you close your eyes."
It couldn't hurt to entertain the idea, right? Following instructions, the teen stood with eyes shut. A soft tapping could be felt on her shoulders, material growing heavier inexplicably. And, after a moment, "you can open your eyes now."
And upon doing so? A long, gorgeous dress was immediately obvious on her skin. Where had her previously tattered dress gone? How had this stranger changed Amelie's clothing without her even realizing? It was as if it were magic! Was any of it real?
A pair of glass slippers were soon pressed into her hands. "Here are shoes, to match," the stranger suggested, making Amy suddenly realize that she was standing barefoot. Which, simply, would not fly when it came to a party of this sort. But, how did the mysterious girl draw a line at putting shoes on people's feet, if she had done a complete wardrobe change otherwise? "Keep in mind, if you stay out past midnight, everything will turn back to rags."
What?
"You're like a fairy godmother, aren't you?" Perhaps, not much of a mother, considering she seemed to be Amy's age! But, perhaps a fairy wasn't too far off!
To this, she received a small smile from the black haired girl. "I usually go by Ooi."
A strange name, but Amy certainly wouldn't judge someone for that! Especially someone that had been so quick to assist her! "Thank you," she answered, at a loss for words still.
And, even moreso, as 'Ooi' led her to the street. "One more gift," she added, a black haze seeming to blink across Amelie's vision briefly. After rapidly fluttering her eyes, a lovely coach had suddenly appeared! "It has the same time limit as your outfit. So, you may want to hurry."
Once Amy had lifted herself into the chariot, she leaned out the door, planning to offer a hand to help the other girl into the cart. After all, she would surely want to come, too! But, once she had turned to help, she found herself alone. Despite few places to hide, Ooi seemed to have vanished! Instead, the brunette slowly closed the door to the chariot, after contemplating getting out to find the other girl. Hopefully, she'd have another chance to thank her at a later date.
But, for now?
Lips pressed into a timid smile, while blue eyes peered out the window, seeing the castle grow closer with every second. Soon, she found herself at the gate, where a butler would make his way to the door, and put out a hand to help the girl down from her ride. In a few more steps, she would be entering the palace, and possibly catch a glimpse of the person that this party was about.
[Word Count: 832]
