ヲタノン (imeeji anon account) ([personal profile] wotanon) wrote2019-08-13 06:58 pm
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Fill: A New Mascot (1/1)

(Anonymous) 2019-09-18 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
It's a cute dress.

Medusa still has no idea how he became the primary candidate to wear it.

It went from, "wouldn't it be nice if there was someone to pick up around here," to "do you remember the maid dresses from that one game?" with remarkable speed.

Angel and Silence disappeared to AlcheME and back almost before he could even blink.

Now he's trapped standing here with Angel and Silence staring up at him. Angel's eyes are wide and earnest. Silence is cradling the dress with careful hands, as though it is as valuable as her precious Jyanta.

"Please?" says Angel. "I can't wear it. It doesn't fit me."

"AlcheME has the power to shrink objects," Medusa points out, levelly.

"AlcheME was kind enough to lend us the dress," says Silence. "It would be irresponsible to trouble them further."

"It matches your mask," says Angel.

"The living room is in dire need of tidying," says Silence.

"We can help clean," says Angel. "You don't have to do it alone. I just thought you could be our mascot!"

"Jyanta is our mascot," says Silence, then glances at Angel in time to catch the heartbroken expression that flickers across her face. "...but we could have two."

Angel's smile is brighter than the sun.

"See?" says Angel. "You'll be our mascot, and you can clean important things like Intensity's blueprints and my sheep!"

Medusa doesn't know why blueprints need cleaning. For that matter, he doesn't know why sheep do, either. But when he opens his mouth to point this out, he finds that he can't quite bring himself to say it.

Instead, he holds his hand out, expectant.

Silence drapes the dress over his wrist, solemn, almost reverent.

There's nothing to say but, "I'll go get changed."