I have...nothing to say other than I was bored.


" Why do I have to wear that?" Cheeky Fairy whined, glaring daggers down at the outfit layed neatly out on the bed in front of her.

Marley grinned up at her from where she was seated comfortably on the ratty beanbag in the corner of the room. " Because it's my birthday." she pointed out.

" No it's not."

" Fine, half birthday then."

Cheeky let out a sound that was cross between a sigh and a groan, glaring down at the...costume in front of her. It looked like something one of the Killer Queen's fat-bottomed girls would wear, all lace, leather and fishnets... and completely out of Cheeky's style.

But Marley on the other hand...

" I am not wearing it!" Cheeky said firmly, crossing her arms.

Marley's grin widened, her lip rings flashing as they caught the light. " It's either that of nothing... and I have no problem with either!"


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