 dress rehearsal

[bacchusfairy]

[Puck seems to have a small changing booth set up. There are hangers inside with a few outfits, but secrecy is the goal. He pokes his head out to see if the coast is clear. His slender shoulders are surprisingly bare, save for the thin red straps of... a dress. Oh jeez.]Haaaaamleeeeeeeeet~~~? I need your heeeelpppp~ I want the perfect thing to win

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[bacchusfool]

[Hark! A call for assistance! Who is Hamlet to ignore such a thing? He rolls on up to the... booth, blinking at it curiously, circling around the thing until he comes upon the- kjnfshHOLYGEEZ]

... Puck?

[bacchusfairy]

[Puck beams at Hamlet and steps out. The red dress seems a bit too plain, but the striped stockings scream witch Bacchus anyway.] What do you think? [It's like someone transplanted Puck's head on a Barbie.]

[bacchusfool]

[It's quite an interesting effect, he has to admit. Bacchus in every aspect, and plain as the dress is, it goes well with the boy's complexion and-- ahem] It's quite fitting, actually.

[bacchusfairy]

Hmmm... really? I thought so too, but it's too plain. Hime-chan would win. I have to look like a ─ a queen! [He dives back into the changing booth thing and digs around.]