⚡ one [first level]

[grimented]

[Harry has found himself in the Southern area of the city, planted firmly into the sand right and oh-so-conveniently in the path of the water washing up onto the beach. He's too shell-shocked to notice how wet his clothes had become at first, and it takes a sudden wave of water finally reaching higher than his arse to wake him up from his daze. He

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[smellyoudie]

[How about skinny girls with brightly colored horns, grey skin and sharp teeth? Nobody probably expects one of those to just show up from the empty streets.]

[Terezi is always on the lookout for anything that smells interesting and alive, once she figured out that she wasn't the only person here. A new random human dragging something along? Something that smells like delicious chocolate brown? Worth a look.]

Hello.

[grimented]

[Yeah, no, deeeefinitely wasn't expecting that. He's startled by quite a bit and nearly drops everything he's holding; except his wand, of course, his hand actually tightens around that.]

Woah!

[--well. Doesn't look like she's going to turn into a giant dragon and eat him or anything. But even so, he keeps his distance, swallowing hard.]

Er...hello.

[smellyoudie]

[No, she is not likely to turn into a dragon, although she does carry around quite a few plush ones.]

Haha, did I startle you? [Like this is a huge joke, him lying on the ground and her freaking him out.] You're a very jumpy human!

[grimented]

[CR1M1N4LS, the lot of them?]

I--well, yes. ["People don't just seemingly pop out of nowhere," he wants to say but really isn't sure if she would qualify as a "people." He swallows, and stands up.]

So you're not...human? I mean, you don't look like one, exactly, but...

[smellyoudie]

[3V3RY S1NGL3 ON3.]

[People typically aren't so sneaky as Terezi Pyrope. Or even most trolls.]

What kind of question is that? [Come on, do humans have teeth like that?] I'm your fairy godmother, obviously!

[grimented]

[He just. His face. It is made of dumbstruck skepticalness.]

Are you serious?

[No, Harry, she's Terezi--]

[smellyoudie]

[She grins, showing off every single tooth.]

Absolutely!

[grimented]

[...well, it's not like he can...disprove this or anything. Really, what do you say to a girl like her who claims to be your fairy godmother?]

You don't...look like a fairy.

[smellyoudie]

[You go along with it, Harry, or you get trolled.]

Fairy godmothers are a bit different from your ordinary fairies. We have to be able to get things done instead of just flitting around.

[grimented]

[Eyebrow raise, followed by by a quick sigh.]

And what sort of things do you do as a fairy godmother? [Still skeptical, yep.]

[smellyoudie]

Function as a guide on whatever silly quest you're in the middle of. You'll never know how you managed without my help before! If you impress me we might just be able to have some kind of a rumpus too, but you've got a long way to go before you earn a dance party.

[grimented]

I've managed quite well, actually. [Mostly means that as, "I'M MIRACULOUSLY ALIVE" more than, "I'M AWESOME AND DO HEROIC THINGS YEAH."]

...A dance party?

[smellyoudie]

Just managed? [Come on, Harry, don't you want to WIN? Or at least not be relying on luck all the time.]

Maybe. You really don't seem smooth enough to bust the moves for a super-sweet hump rumpus. But! That is not a bad thing. All the moves won't really help you.

[grimented]

Yes. [But that's all Harry knows how to do on his own.] Am I not supposed to?

...I really don't know what to say to that. [Dancing what's dancing how do you do that and what the Tereziwords.]

[smellyoudie]

You should do better! You should succeed like a hero, rather than just scraping by like some two-bit loser.

[Harry you are not keeping up here.] You should accept my generous offer to help you out.

[grimented]

But I don't... [being a hero means fame and fame means attention and attention is just no. he gets that "yer a hero, Harry" stuff a lot as it is.]

Alright, fine, I'll let you "help" me with whatever it is you're on about.