"Wouldn't do that if I were you," Star remarked as the Doctor soniced a hatch above theirs heads. The TARDIS had landed in a storeroom of some kind and the ground was wet, so it was obviously a ship of some kind, knowing their luck, a pirate ship.
"Oh, don't be so glum," he winked and banged on the hatch, seeing the sonic fail.
Only for it to be opened by…a group of pirates…
"Yo ho ho!" he cheered, "or does nobody actually say that?"
"You know they don't!" Star slapped his arm.
Like she thought.
Pirates.
Great.
~.~
The group stood in the captains quarters, the captains crew behind him, blocking the door as the captain faced them, questioning them.
"We made no signal." the captain said.
"Our sensors picked you up," the Doctor told him. "Ship is distress."
"Sensors?"
"Problem word." Star muttered, "Our ship automatically noticed that your ship was in trouble."
"That big blue crate?" the captain frowned.
The Doctor snapped his fingers at him.
"Tis is more magic Captain Avery," a crew member beside him stated, "They're spirits! How else would they have found their well below deck?"
"Well, I want to say multidimensional engineering," the Doctor began, "But since you have a problem with sensors I won't go there."
"Look." Star sighed, "I'm Star. He's the Doctor." she nodded to him, "That's Rory and Amy."
"We're pirates." the Doctor added, "Same as you! Argh...!" the captain pointed his gun at his head, "Except for the gun thing. And the beardy-ness."
"You're stowaways," Avery declared, "Only explanation. 8 days we've been stranded here. Becalmed. You must have stowed away before he sailed.
"So what do we do with them" the man besides the captain asked.
"Oh I think they deserve our hospitality."
The Doctor smiled as Star shook her head at him.
Pirates with good hospitality. She mentally snorted. Please.
~.~
The pirates had forced the Doctor to walk the plank as so he was currently state at the end of the plank. "I suppose that laughing like that is in the job description," the Doctor remarked as the pirates laughed at him, "'Can you do the laugh?' check. Grab yourself a parrot. Welcome aboard."
"Stocks are low." the Captain, Avery, told him, "Only one barrel of water remains. We don't need more empty bellies to fill."
"Oh, so no more rum?" Star asked, "'Why I the rum always gone?'" she sighed.
"Take the doxies below to the gallery. Set them to work. They won't need much feeding."
One of the pirates 'escorted' Star and Amy to the stairs, leading them below desk.
"Let me go!" Star squirmed in his grip.
"Rory," Amy called back to him, "A little help?"
Rory was restrained by another pirate, "Hey, listen right. They are not doxies."
"I didn't mean just tell him off. Thanks anyway."
"Nice try though." Star encouraged him.
The pirate forced them below.
Star looked around room they were in and spotted a chest; she rummaged through it and found it full of swords, "You thinking what I'm thinking?" She smirked at Amy who smirked back. She tested the sword in her hand, testing the feel and weight of it.
They also spotted some pirate clothing.
~.~
"Where are the rest of the crew?" the Doctor wondered, "This is a big ship. Big for 5 of you. I suppose the rest of them are hiding some place," he held his nose, ready to jump, "And they're going to jump out and shout 'Boo!'"
"Boo!" Star and Amy shouted as they jumped back on deck. Amy wearing a blue coat and triangular hat, just behind Star who pointed her sword at the captain.
"Throw the gun down!" Star instructed in a calm but threatening tone.
Avery dropped his gun and Amy grabbed it.
"The rest of you," Amy ordered, "on your knees." she aimed the gun at them.
"What are you doing?"
"You said they were going to jump out and shout 'boo!' so we did." Star shrugged, "But we're also saving your life."
"Ok with that, are you?" Amy added.
"Put the sword down," Avery commanded, eyeing Star who seem used to holding one "A sword could kill us all."
"That's why I'm pointing it at you." Star sneered. She swished the sword around a bit, showing off her skills when a man lunged forwards, attacking, they forced her back into a corner and she cut some rope and swing through the air of a piece of rigging, she cut one of the crew before landing on a barrel with perfect balance.
The Doctor blinked at the skills he didn't know she had and she sent him a small wink.
"You have killed me." The man breathed in terror.
"No I didn't!" she defended, "you're fine."
"It's just a cut." Amy rolled her eyes. "What kind of pirates are you?" the man looked at his hand, horrified.
"One drop," Avery cut in, "That's all it takes, one drop of blood and she'll rise out of the ocean."
"It was barely a scratch," Star huffed.
"What's all the huff about?" Amy shook her head.
One of the pirates approached Star and she swung out on the rope. He grabbed the rope, stopping her and she let go of her sword. Rory tried to catch it and cut his hand.
"Um," Rory blinked, seeing a black spot on his hand, "What's happening to me?" he held up to show everyone.
"She can smell the blood on your skin," Avery murmured, "She's marked you for death."
"She?"
"A demon. Out there in the ocean."
"Ok, groovy." the Doctor hopped off the plank and walked over, "So not just pirates today. We've managed to vast a ship where there's a demon popping in." he examined Rory's hand, "Very efficient. I mean if something's going to kill you. It's nice that it drops you a note to remind you."
A soft ethereal song began to be sing and they looked around.
"Quickly now block out the sound!" the black man covered his ears.
"What?" Rory shook his head.
"The creature," Avery backed closer to the crew, "She charms all her victims with that song.
"Oh, great," Rory scoffed, "So put my fingers in my ears. That's your plan? Doctor, come in let's go let's get back to the...back to the..." he began giggling.
"The music," the black man said, "it's working on him. Look."
"You're so beautiful," Rory gazed at Amy.
"What?" she stared back at him, surprised to the sudden change.
"I love you're get up. That's great. You should dress as a pirate more often. Cuddle me, shipmate."
"Rory stop."
"Everything is total brilliant isn't it? Look at these brilliant pirates. Look at their brilliant beards. I'd like a beard. I'm going to grow a beard."
"You're not."
"The music turns them into fools," Avery told them, as the Doctor and Star watched as Rory and the black man laughed.
Oh my god..." Amy gasped, staring at someone behind them. They turned to see a greenish glow appear in the water. Everyone watched as a woman, the Siren, rose from the water. Rory's and the black man's jaws dropped in awe. The Siren lowered on desk and Amy struggled to keep Rory back. The black man walked toward her, and reached for the Sirens outstretched arm. His disappeared as her touch the Siren.
Rory broke free off Amy's grip, "I have to touch her. Let me touch her."
"Sorry," Amy stepped up to the Siren, "But he's spoken for!"
The Siren hissed and turned red, sending Amy flying backwards in deck.
"Amy!" the Doctor ran to her, "Everyone into the hold."
They all ran into the hold, except Rory, still enhanced.
Star groaned and grabbed Rory.
"Hey!" He cried as she shoved him down into the hold.
They splashed through the gathered water in the hold.
"What is that thing?" Amy demanded, talking about the Siren.
"The legend," Avery stated, "The Siren. Many a merchant ship, laden with treasure has fallen prey to her. She's been hunting us ever since we were becalmed. Picking off the injured.
"Like a shark," the second in commanded agreed, "A shark that can smell blood."
"A shark, in a dress, singing and green." Star remarked, sarcastically.
The Doctor, not noticing the sarcasm snapped his fingers at her, "A green singing shark in an evening gown."
Star closed her eyes, exasperated.
"The ship is cursed." Avery decided.
"Yes, 'cursed,'" Star mocked him, "Meaning bad things happen but you can't be bothered to find an explanation."
"She's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen." Rory smiled dreamily.
Star winced, "not the best thing to say in front of your wife."
"Actually," Amy agreed with Star, "I think you'll find she isn't. We have to leave. Right now."
"That thing of yours is a ship?" Avery looked at the Doctor.
"Well, it's not propelled by the wind." He shrugged the man off.
"Show me. Weigh anchor. Make it sail!" he pulled out his gun.
"And the guns back. You're big on the gun thing aren't you? Freud says you're compensating. Have you ever met Freud? No? Comfy sofa."
"You and you're comfy sofas." Star rolled her eyes, thinking back to the Byzantium.
"Leave the cursed one, captain." Another pirate said, "The creature can have him."
"Yes, please." Rory nodded, very happy with that suggestion.
"Don't even think about it," Star stepped up in a threatening tone.
"We don't want the siren coming after us." Avery glared at her.
Star was about to snap back at him when one of the pirates cried out and lifted his leg from the water.
"It's a leech!" Amy realised, seeing it on the mans leg.
"Everyone out of the water!" the Doctor ordered and the all climbed onto the crates.
The pirate pulled the leech from his leg, "It's bitten me, im bleeding!" the black spot appeared.
"She wants blood," Star realised, "Why blood?"
"What were you saying about leaving the cursed ones behind?" Amy glared at him as Star smirked.
"Its ok," the Doctor assured them all, "We're safe down here. No 'curse'; is getting through here solid inches of timber."
"Don't…" Star began when the siren appeared behind the Doctor and began singing. "…say that!"
"Ah." the Doctor faced the siren, "Hello again."
Amy held Rory tightly as the 'cursed' pirate walked forwards.
"No!" the Doctor, Star and Avery yelled in unison, "No! No!"
The man touched the sirens hand and disappeared. His hat falling to the floor. They quickly ran out of the hold, Star pushing Rory as the Doctor carried the pirate's hat.
The Doctor bolted the door behind them and they hid below deck.
"Safe?" Amy raised her eyebrows at him.
"I have my good days and my bad days." The Doctor waved her off.
"How did she get in?"
The Doctor soniced the hat, "The bilge water, she's using water like a portal, a door. She can materialise through a single drop. We need to go somewhere with no water." He put the hat on his head.
"Isn't it good we're not in the middle of the ocean," Star commented, bitterly and sarcastically.
"Did you see her eyes?" Rory sighed heavenly, "Like crystal pools."
"You are in enough trouble." Amy warned him.
"The magazine!" Avery exclaimed.
"What?"
"He means the armoury where the powder's stored." Star explained to her.
"It's dry as a bone." Avery nodded.
"Good let's go, there." The Doctor began walking of when Avery pulled his gun out on him.
"I give the orders."
"Stop pulling the gun out," Star moaned, "you always pull it out and threaten us, but if you want to live I'd suggest you stop with the threats and listen to us!"
"Nobody touch anything sharp!" the Doctor instructed.
"Come on Rory." Amy tugged Rory off by the arm and they walked to the Magazine.
"Quickly, man." Avery commanded as one of the crew took out a ring of keys to unlock the door.
"The key, 'tis gone, Cap'n." he looked at him.
"How can it have gone?"
The Doctor pushed the door open, "Someone else had the same idea."
They cautiously entered, to see the room empty.
"Barricade the door," Avery ordered his men, "Careful of that lantern! Every barrel is full of powder."
"Who's been sleeping in my gun room?" the Doctor mused.
There was a muffled cough and Avery removed the lid off one of the barrels. He reached a hand in and pulled out a young boy. "You fool. You fool, boy. What are you doing here?"
"Who is he?" one of the pirates asked.
"What," the Doctor looked between them, "he's not one of the crew?"
"No. he's my son." Avery told them.
Avery's son sat on a bench, Avery next to him and everyone gathered around.
"What in gods name possessed you, boy?" Avery demanded, "Your mother will be searching for you." the boy looked down, and Avery realised, "when?"
"Last winter," he replied quietly, "Fever. She told me all about you. How you were a Captain in the Navy. An honourable man, she said. How I would be proud to know you," he coughed, "I've come to join your crew."
"I don't want you here." He looked away.
"You can't send me back. It's too late. We're a hundred miles form home."
"It's dangerous here. There's a monster aboard. She leaves a mark on men's skin."
"The black spot?" he guessed showing the palm of his hand, a black spot on it. Avery grabbed his sons hand as the boy coughed.
The Doctor, Star, Amy and Rory sat around, Rory rubbing the spot on his palm.
"There's nothing wrong with the boy." Avery remarked, "He has no scars."
"Yep." The Doctor nodded, "Ignore my last theory."
"He has his good days and his bad days." Amy repeated.
"She's coming for the sick and wounded," Star explained, she noticed he had a fever after she had a small conversation with him. Found out his name was Toby. He was a nice boy.
"Like a hunter chooses the weakest animal." The Doctor added.
"Ok, he's got a fever."
"The siren knows it. Humans. Second-rate. Damage too easily. It's only a matter of time before everyone gets bruised. My ship, it can sail us all away from here. You and me, we fetch it. Let's go." He stood up.
Avery pulled his gun out again, "You're not the Captain here, remember?"
"Again with the gun." Star moaned.
Avery's son opened one of the barrels to reveal water inside. The siren reached her arms out but Star quickly forced the lid back on as she was closest.
"The water's dangerous." Avery told his son, "That's how she gets through. One touch of her hand and you're a dead man!"
"We're all curse if we stay aboard!" the second in command cried.
"It's not a curse." Star stressed, why would they not listen? "Curse means game over. Curse means helpless. The game is NOT over, and we are NOT helpless. So," she turned to Avery, "Captain, what's our next move?"
Avery dropped a pendant around the boy's neck. "Wait with the boy," he turned to his second in command.
"Captain we're all in danger here." He reminded him.
"I said wait, and barricade the door after we've gone."
"Sure you want to go?" Amy asked the Doctor.
"We have to get Rory and Toby away," the Doctor sighed, "She's out there now, licking her lip, boiling a saucepan, grating cheese."
"You want me to stay here?" Star guessed.
"Please. And remember there are worse ways than having your face snogged off by a dodgy mermaid." He patted Rory's shoulder and left.
Star rubbed Toby's back as the boy sat on the floor coughing.
"What's wrong?" Rory looked at Amy.
"The most beautiful thing you've ever seen." She whispered.
"Oh, tell me I didn't really say that." Rory groaned.
Star noticed the two pirates removing the barrels blocking the door, "What are you doing?"
"We're not staying here to mollycoddle the boy." The first pirate said, "The Captain's gone soft, it's time for us to leave."
"Are you going against your Captains orders?" Star raised an eyebrow at them.
Toby stood up, "He told you to wait, you dog. He's your captain, a Naval Officer. You're honour-bound to do as he tells you."
"'Honour-bound?' the pirate scoffed, "Do you know what kind of ship this is? Do you know what your father does?"
Amy put her arms around Toby's shoulders, "Don't listen to him, Toby."
"We sail under the black flag. The Jolly Rodger."
"Liar!" Toby lunged at him, "He's no wicked pirate!"
"Oh, you think so? I've seen your father gun down a thousand innocent men." He turned to the other crew member, "Get what treasure you can I'll meet you in the row boat."
Toby pointed a sword at him, "You're going to remain at your post."
"I am not playing games with you boy, you put that down."
"One more step and I'll use this, you blaggard."
"Toby." Star called softly to the boy, "Give the sword to me. Please." Toby hesitated but gave her it. "Thank you."
"Taking orders from a girl." The pirate sneered.
Star whipped around and cut his hand.
"Ah! No…" he breathed as the spot appeared on his hand. "You little swabber!"
"Congratulations." Amy smirked, "Made it to the menu. Probably shouldn't go out there now."
He pulled a gun out, "You scurvy ape."
Star twiddled the sword around, victorious.
"Don't shoot!" Rory shouted, "The powder will blow and kill is all."
Another pirate took the keys.
"Mulligan," the first pirate turned to him, "What are you doing?"
Mulligan left.
"No one follows the pirate code." Star sighed.
Toby sat back down on the floor and took on his pendant from around his neck and began rubbing it, polishing it. Star frowned, watching him intently. He took out a cloth and polished it.
"Open the door!" the Doctor and Avery pounded on the door and Amy rushed to remove the barrels, 'Star! Its reflection!'
Star gasped and grabbed the pendant and began breathing on it, fogging it up as the Doctor and Avery ran in, they relaxed seeing her fogging it.
~.~
The Doctor ran out of the room and everyone followed him to the captain's cabin to see him smashing the glass, "We've got to destroy every reflection. Gold, silver, glass. She could spring form any of them." He smashed a mirror, "Oh, yes, yes, I know, I know. Very bad luck to break it. But look at it this way, there's a stroppy homicidal mermaid trying to kill all."
"How much worse can things get?" Avery shrugged.
"Help me lug this lot out."
"Where are we taking it?"
"The ocean."
"No. no! This treasure of the Mogul of India."
"Oh good," Star nodded, sarcastically, "For a second I thought it was yours."
"Must we do this?"
"Any reflection, any mirror, and the siren will attack." The Doctor told him.
"We have to protect Rory and Toby," Star added, "She almost got them moments ago."
"Go and get the crown from the storeroom." Avery left and the Doctor and Star began throwing the treasure out the broken window.
"Just wait?" Rory frowned as they all stood in the Magazine.
"Not my most dynamic plan, I realise." The Doctor sighed.
"TARDIS?" Amy asked.
"It's been towed."
"What?"
"Sorry. We might be stuck here fore a while."
"So you're saying that we should all just wait here below?" Rory asked.
"The sea is still calm," Avery remarked, "Like a mirror, if you go out on deck she'll rise up and attack you."
"But when the wind picks up we'll set sail." Star added, "The calm wont last forever."
"Until it does, you have to hide down here."
~.~
The Doctor and Star stood on deck, gazing at the stars. It's the thing they loved doing together. Normally sitting at the TARDIS doors and gazing out.
"Its not one star it two," the Doctor commented as Aver joined them, and he pointed, "The dog star. Sirius. Binary system."
"I use it to navigate the ocean." Avery nodded.
"We've travelled far, like you. Space can be very lonely. The greatest adventure is having someone share it with you." he patted Stars shoulder.
"Everyone needs someone." Star murmured.
"If we get out of this I'll take him back to England." Avery promised, "He can't stay with me. Im not the father he needs."
"The worst fathers are the best." Star remarked, "They know they're bad, which makes them so good." It was true. The Doctor thought him as a terrible dad, he did run off and leave the family, never to see them again, but…that's what makes him such a good dad now. He knows he made mistakes in the past and he is making up for it. Trying his best to make up for it, make it seem as though nothing ever went wrong. He's the best in the world.
"Who are you, Henry Avery?" the Doctor looked at him, "Respected naval officer, wife and child at home. How did you end up here, wandering the oceans with a band of rogues?"
"I've set my course now. Nothing I can't do to alter it."
"People stared at it for centuries and never knew. Things can suddenly change, when you're least expecting." He patted Avery's shoulder and he and Star walked off.
~.~
They stood quietly in the middle of the captain's cabin when Amy entered behind them, "Doctor?" she called quietly.
"Shh." Star hissed at her.
"What can you see?"
"Feels like something's out there, staring at us." She shivered suddenly as there was a crash of thunder and the ship rocked.
"Man the sails!" the Doctor shouted running from the room as the storm approached.
On the desk, the rain poured down as Avery held the rigging. Amy and Rory rushed up to them. "To the rigging, you dogs!" Avery called, "Let go the sails. Avest ye!"
Amy and Rory headed for the ropes holding the mainsail wheel Avery worked on the foresail. Star was at the wheel as the Doctor stood behind her, trying to take the wheel for himself. "Put the bunt into the slack of you clews."
"I swear he's making half this stuff up." Amy shouted.
"What we really need is some sort of phrase book." Rory agreed.
"Toby!" Avery yelled, "Find my coat. My compass is inside it, boy." Toby headed below, "Heave ho you bilge rats."
"'Rat's' was all I could hear."
Toby came back out with Avery's coat and a crown rolled out along the desk. Toby looked at his father, seeing prove that he is a pirate. The Siren reached out of the reflection and shot into the air above the ship, she sung as she floated down to the desk, her hand reaching out to Toby.
"Don't let her take you!" Avery cried.
But Toby walked to her, his hand out.
"No!"
Toby touched the siren and disappeared with a scream.
"No!"
Amy held onto Rory as he tried to reach for the siren. Star came down to help hold him back as the Doctor kicked the crown into the sea, the siren disappeared.
"Im sorry, im sorry!"
"You couldn't give up the gold could you?" The Doctor rounded on him, "That's why you turned pirate! Your commission, your wife, your son. Just how much is that treasure worth to you man?"
At that moment, the main yardage swung around, Star noticed this and shoved Rory out of the way but got hit and screamed as she was knocked over board into the ocean.
"Star!" the Doctor yelled, rushing over to the edge, he could just make her out as she tried to stay afloat, but struggling against the waves.
'Release her!' Star managed to call to him before going under and staying under, her world going black.
~.~
The Doctor, Amy and Avery entered the sickbay the Siren kept everyone. Finally the Doctor realised what the Siren was, a doctor, but she didn't know how to heal them so she's keeping them there and alive.
Amy had been able to get Rory back by showing the Siren that she was his wife and that she could take care of him and Avery had gone to Toby while the Doctor had gone to Star, showing that he was responsible because he was her father.
"Star." he called to her softly, "Wake up."
Her eyes blinked awake and her eyes darted around the room, "Where are we?"
"You're in a hospital. If you leave you might die."
"Too late for that. I can feel the regeneration seeping in."
"Yeah, I know." he sighed, "You've got a choice. Stay here forever, the Siren will keep you safe or..."
"Or leave and regenerate." she nodded, "I choose regeneration."
"But...I was meant to protect you. Stop you from needing to regenerate."
"Hey. You did a good job so far. But regeneration is a part of life."
He nodded slowly, "One second," he walked over to Avery, "We have to send this ship back into space. Imagine if the Siren got ashore. She would have to process every injured human."
"What about Toby?" he asked.
"I'm sorry. Typhoid fever. Once he returns it's only a matter of time."
"What if I stay with him? Here. The Siren will look after him. I can't go back to England. And what home does he have now, if not with me?"
"Do you think you can sail this thing?"
"Just point me to the atom accelerator." he shrugged.
The Doctor smiled and patted his back before going back to Star. As Amy and Rory stood next to her.
It was easy for Amy to get Rory free as he only had a small cut on his hand, and the siren was clever, knew they were husband and wife by the ring.
"Ready?" the Doctor asked Star.
"Better be quick," She remarked, "It'd be safer to regenerate in the TARDIS."
The Doctor and the Ponds quickly unhooked her from the life support. The regeneration energy slowly began to surround her as the Doctor and Rory carried her into the TARDIS as Amy held the doors open for them.
"Stand back." the Doctor warned, pulling them behind him as the energy burst from Star as she screamed. It soon faded away to reveal a completely different person in her place.
The Doctor caught her as she stumbled, "Hello."
Her eyes snapped open, "Hi."
She was a few centimetres smaller, her eyes were a deep green, in fact, he was sure that they were the same shade as his and her hair, he pouted, "Your ginger!" it was longer than last time, around mid-back, straight and she had a full fringe straight across her forehead.
"Ha-ha!" she cheered, sticking her tongue out at him, before leaning over, grabbing her stomach in pain, "Ow!" and suddenly stood up straight again, grinning, "I'm ok now!"
He pulled her into a hug, thankfully she was ok before realising what he was doing and quickly pulled away, sheepish, but was even more surprised when she pulled him back into another hug.
Rory opened and closed his mouth, "If it wasn't for you. I'd have drowned."
Star pulled apart from her hug and went to give him a squeeze, "Well, I couldn't let that happen now, could I? And believe me. You're gonna get a lot more hugs."
"Good," he beamed, squeezing her back.
"Well, I think I need to see how good your hugs are." Amy remarked, she was so glad right now that Star was ok and that she had also told them what regeneration was otherwise, right now she and Rory would be very confused. Not that they still weren't, how often do you see someone you know change in front of your eyes and become someone new.
Star laughed and ran to give her a hug.
~.~
"I thought I was an excellent pirate." Amy remarked as she and Rory headed up the stairs from the console. "Goodnight Doctor. Night Star."
"Night-night!" Star grinned as she waved her new ginger hair in front of the Doctor who was pouting and whining and was just…jealous.
Oh! She loved the new her already. She could tell she would be a lot happier, a lot more playful and just...fun to be around, and she would make sure that happened.
"Goodnight, Amelia!" the Doctor called, moving Stars hair out of his face.
"You only call me Amelia when you're worried about me." Amy realised.
"I always worried about you."
"Mutual."
"Go to bed!" Star called.
Rory whispered something to Amy before they walked off.
The Doctor looked at the screen, Star peeking over his shoulder, to see the TARDIS still getting a confused scan on Amy. "Oh, Amelia." he sighed.
"Well, I need some new clothes," Star remarked, "And maybe some shoes." she walked off to the wardrobe as the Doctor smiled after her but it falter a bit as he thought that maybe...he couldn't help but shake the feeling that she wanted to die. She didn't seem at all bothered by the fact. He shook his head, that didn't matter, right now, she was happy and she was alive and still with him.
~.~
The Doctor sighed after not hearing from Star for a couple of hours, he admitted he was growing worried so he headed to the wardrobe to see what was taking so long, "Star?" he knocked in the door, "You alright?" he entered to see a large pile in clothes in he floor and Star no where in sight.
Star popped up out of the pile of clothes, "I'm ok!" she assured him. "What do you think?" she gestured to her new chosen outfit. A plain white blouse with a black bow around the collar, a dark purple skater skirt and teal boots with neon pink laces, a green corset over her blouse.
"Nice bow tie." he remarked.
She beamed, "Thanks! Bow ties are cool!" she readjusted it.