Day 38: Bedaub
Rating: K+ for theme and slight innuendo
"And what did you do to Mommy's dress, sweetums? Did you decide to make it more colourful?" Neo-Queen Serenity, dressed in only her royal undergarments and her husbands favourite plush robe, was looking at what her toddler had managed to do to her official Dress of State, and trying not to laugh.
The dress was a mess. There were splashes and stripes in all sorts of colours all over the white satin. The gold stitching around the top had apparently been completely unpicked thanks to the one loose thread she'd been planning on getting fixed. There were feathers, presumably cannibalized from the ripped open pillow in the corner, attached to the wing-bow in the back. As well, all the little gold baubles had been either ripped off and replaced with childish gewgaws or coloured in. All in all, it was a rather impressive eyesore.
"Well well well." A husky male voice broke her reverie, arms sliding around to hold her. She could feel his smile in the curve of his lips as he kissed the back of her neck slightly. Both the parents stared at their offspring in horrified wonder. "What has our little treasure ("Terror" Usagi muttered, trying to stifle her giggles) done? And exactly what did she use to bedaub your gown so?"
"Nai powish!" Came the sweet voice of their beaming two-year old. "Mommy dress! Powish! Cowor!"
Both were shaking lightly now, knowing they shouldn't encourage destructive behaviour, eve if it was with the kindest intentions. "I've got to meet that diplomat, so she's yours this time." The blonde murmured, turning her head to kiss her husband lightly.
"Your dress is wrecked." The raven-haired man replied, looking at said article.
"Like you can talk about fashion!" His wife scoffed. She pulled a pen out (from where? He never asked. He wasn't sure he really wanted to know) and held it above her. "Moon Power! Transform me into Neo-Queen Serenity!"
Mamoru stepped back as his wife's transformation washed over her. "Why don't you do that every day?" He asked, noticing how easy it was for her to do.
She winked at him saucily. "Here's your robe." She responded, handing the item back over. "Make sure the heating's turned up in the throne room. Regardless of how it looks, I'm still wearing the same thing I was before."
With that she sashayed out of the room. Mamoru stared after her, still in shock from that announcement.
I try my best to keep these all appropriate for all ages that may watch Sailor Moon, in an attempt to keep my language and inclination to passionate romance in check, but for this one I just couldn't resist. The idea was just to good to pass up. I'm thinking I may have to upgrade the rating in general, though. I don't control the prompts, after all.