Virgo Campfire; Saturday Afternoon.

[not_a_mused]

It wouldn't have been a problem if it hadn't been the wings.

Why, why had there been wings? Cal had thought it was bad enough that there was an excessive amount of pink as well as interlocking male-female symbols being advertised on his butt, but then there had to be pretty fairy wings on it, too. Just great. It was definitely a day where he

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[not_fangirl]

Temari went looking for some sort of explanation for what the heck happened over night.

And why this stupid henge wouldn't disperse.

And found another pony with butterfly wings. "Everyone?"

[not_a_mused]

"Uhh..."

Cal couldn't exactly speak for everyone, but it was a little bit of a relief to see someone else afflicted, even if this one didn't have to be stuck with pointless, unexplainable wings.

"Well, at least I know I'm not the only one," he commented.

[not_fangirl]

Temari blinked once. "Oh, you're male."

The wings and pink threw her.

[not_a_mused]

The, yes, male...mostly...pony gave a snort. "Har har. You know, and here I was worried that I wouldn't get to hear that today. Good thing you came around."

[not_fangirl]

"You have butterfly wings and are pink," Temari informed him dryly.

[not_a_mused]

"And you have a forehead protector around your neck," Cal countered simply. "Your point?"

"Also, I'm not all pink. There's some blue in here, too."

[not_fangirl]

"It's a feminine color," Said the purple pony.

There was no way this was going in her report home.

"I wore it that way when I was younger."

[not_a_mused]

Cal's head shook slightly. "All you ninjas, going around without protected foreheads."

He stuck with that, since he didn't know how to defend the pink very well. His wings did flutter a little, though entirely not by his choice.

[not_fangirl]

If a pony could smirk, Temari did a good job of it. "And you are fluttery."

[not_a_mused]

"They have a mind of their own!" Cal insisted. "I don't even know what they're doing there, there's nothing even remotely fairy-like about me."

Really.

[not_fangirl]

Temari hummed in amusement.

"Of course." She looked around. "Who are you, anyway?"

[not_a_mused]

Cal considered making up a name. But then he considered something else.

"Would it really matter? I mean, it's not like you'll recognize me later."

Hopefully.

[not_fangirl]

"For my own curiosity," She replied, looking at him out of the corner of her eye.

"Why? Worried I'll see you again?"

[not_a_mused]

Cal shrugged. "Just saying that it's not like you'll recognize me. I'm a lot less pink. Or blue, for that matter."

[not_fangirl]

Temari shrugged.

"Then why not say your name? If I won't be able to put it to a face."

[not_a_mused]

"Cal Stephanides," he offered. "You?"