Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27181220-20151026221600/@comment-27260597-20151028221107

As Merana entered the Thronecoming dance, with Dami at her side, kind of nervously smiling at all the other people there. Her silky hair, wavy and free, spilled over her shoulders as she gently tugged on Dami's sleeves, ignoring the fact that sparks were flying.

"Don't worry about the people," MerMer smiled.

"Right. I never worry about the living organisms that possibly could and will hurt in me sometime in the future." Dami grinned nervously, but laced his fingers into the mermaid's before blushing and-

"WELL I GUESS MUFFINS AIN'T IMPORTANT HERE ANY MORE!" The demon's sister marched into the dance, hands on hips, surveying the muffin-less room. "Hmmph. Cop, wanna go protest to the kitchen?" The fiery prankster turned to the wind-up girl with a small smile on her face.

"Sure. I will be pleased to escort you to the food-preparation area." The unliving doll said in her monotone manner, creaking as she walked delicately with Desi, her big unblinking eyes with only a hint of happiness.