day 7 - cosplaying
"Can you see my hair in the back?" Mary asked anxiously, turning around so Seto could see the back of her neck. She wore a short dark wig, and he squinted to see if he could spot any white hairs escaping.
"Ahh, hang on," he replied, digging in the bag she'd asked him to hold for the bobby pins he knew she'd put in there. A second later, and he was carefully pinning the white lock of hair away and out of sight. "Got it," he told her.
She smiled, turning back around. "Then I'm ready to go!"
Seto had no idea what she was dressed up as. Oh, she'd told him, and he'd tried to listen as helpfully as possible, but the fact remained that he could never keep up with whatever manga she was into at any given time. Still, he'd agreed to come to this event with her, mostly since she'd seemed scared to attend it herself. But what could go wrong, right?
Not two steps into the center where the event was held, however, and they were stopped by a pair of girls who squealed and grabbed Mary's hands. He saw Mary flinch away, unused to the familiar contact from strangers, but before he could swoop in to rescue her one of the girls was speaking.
"You are my favorite character," she all but shrieked, "you look so adorable!" A tiny smile grew on Mary's face, and Seto resolved to leave well enough alone.
The rest of the day was a whirlwind. Mary wanted to get some of her books signed, so they stood in line for a few hours, but people kept pulling Mary out of line to take pictures of her. She seemed proud of her costume and the attention it was getting, so Seto was enjoying himself, even if he had no idea what was going on.
As they left that evening, tired and happy, Mary cheerfully said, "Next year you should dress up too!"
Seto laughed. "Why? I'm not really into any of your—"
Mary cut him off, something that happened rarely, but she was just so excited. "I've got so many ideas! We'll match, and we can take couple pictures." She paused, adding shyly, "you don't have to. I asked Momo, but she said her popularity might cause a problem at an event like this…."
"No no," he replied hastily, though he had a sinking feeling that he was getting in over his head, "I can do do it!" Any common sense he had about the idea was washed away by the worry of she and Momo taking 'pairing pictures', whatever that was. Momo's popularity might be a problem indeed.
