Nov 15, 2011 21:53
[The first reaction of the brown-haired little girl who had just arrived, after sitting up and blinking a few times to clear her vision, is to yawn and stretch out her arms. Was she hearing music? It was so relaxing that she felt like she was being sung a lullabye, relaxing and sweet enough to sleep to.]
A dream?
Is Pinoko dreaming...?
[She lies back down, rolling onto her side. She can feel the flower petals pressing against her skin, and the light breeze makes the flowers sway and her dress flutter.
After a moment, she blinks awake and sits up again, with a start!]
A-aaah! Pinoko's nightgown!
[She quickly stands up, frowning as she clutched fistfuls of fabric and raises the hem... but as she was so very short, her long trailing nightgown would usually go just a bit her toes when she pulls it.
Imagine her surprise when she manages to accidentally expose her underwear.
She quickly lets the much shorter dress fall back down, crossing her legs and turning very red.]
T-this isn't Pinoko's...!
[Just why is she wearing something she's never owned in some strange, if very pretty place, that she's never been to before?!
Unable to deal with her situation, she turns very red and looks like she's about to burst into tears, when... nothing happens. She just calms back down and resumes smiling, in a carefree manner, with a shrug to match.] Oh, well!
Time to go find Doc! I'm sure he won't be far... he wouldn't leave his wife all alone, right?
[She'll even whistle a happy tune (random at first, but soon, she's whistling to the tune of the unfamiliar song that she woke to) as she walks off, surprisingly calm about her situation.
She has yet to notice her things just beyond the vine, or even the presence of the cat, patiently waiting with a scroll in the flowerbed.]
pinoko,
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