Happy Happy! Magnolia Romp!
Ah, Magnolia Town. This place was happier than Anastasia was, which actually made this place a bit repulsive to her. While it seemed like a friendly enough place where one wouldn't have to worry about violence, the constantly cheery atmosphere began to annoy her. She didn't come here to play with the locals and join one of their millions of festivals they had every year. Who knows, somewhere in Magnolia Town, they might be having a festival as they spoke. A festival dedicated to what? Who knows. Probably the festival of throwing fire for all she knew.
While happy things do not repulse her in the slightest, she really liked happy and beautiful things, even she had her limit to how absolutely cheerful she can be. This has nothing to do with 'the secret' or the 'law of attraction'. No, something simpler than that. Anastasia looked up for a moment as she walked down main street to see people laughing and being cheerful in the street for no freaking reason! There were no festivals going on and people were throwing a bash as if there was one. Was this merely practice or an act of insanity?
Just as the contemplation of this place's sanity came into question, her hand was grabbed by a faceless NPC. The man was dancing and skipping along with a larger group of individuals. She got dragged into a flash mob. Crap! Not being able to do anything to stop the predicament she was in, she just cracked open a smile and laughed all the while being forced to participate in a dance number with a large group of individuals. A woman beside her told her the movements while they traveled to their destination.
"Why did you guys pick me?" she asked the mob that she was drifting away with. The woman who fed her the dance moves from earlier shrugged her shoulders. "Oh yeah! Do you know how to sing?" Anastasia was asked. She nodded in response. "Good! Then you'll be doing the singing bit after the dancing. I'll let you know when. Make sure you sing something pretty for this couple, yeah?" the woman said before turning her eyes forward for a moment. "We're almost at our destination, get ready!" Upon reaching their destination, everyone began to act naturally -- sorta. People were walking back and forth between 2 locations, each trying to time their placements with each other until the couple arrived.
Anastasia's placement was somewhere in the middle of the crowd, playing with her make-up. Yeah, because that's natural for her to do. Someone cleared their throat as the signal for the couple arriving, with that signal quickly being passed down from person to person in a subtle manner with everyone slowly moving to their places. When everyone got into place, everyone stopped for a moment. It was eerie seeing so many people paused on the street for so long; it was as if time stopped it's erosion for just a brief moment before music began to play from out of nowhere. The music was forgettable, but it had a good beat. Just enough for Anastasia to pull off the dance number she was instructed to do with the large mass of other people she was with.
It was obvious that she didn't have any idea what she was doing, doing her best to mimic the behaviors of others in the flash-mob while just subtly lagging behind the others. She continued to look out towards the others out of the corner of her eye to make sure her movements are correct. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the possible bride to be covering her mouth in awe of what she's seeing. She turned to her boyfriend and playfully hit him on the chest before turning to look back towards the flash mob. As soon as she did that, the flash-mob froze with the end of their dance routine. Everyone in the flash mob took a knee in a wave-pattern, leaving Anastasia alone to stand.
This caused a little bit of nervousness to strike the girl before she felt a nudging at her feet. It was a black microphone. Turning her eyes down, she noticed a sheet of paper with the names of the two that would-be engaged to each other on it. Picking up the mic, Anastasia stood up and looked towards the couple and dedicated this song to them. Now she had to come up with a song to play for the two of them. Bing! Perfect! She knew of the perfect song. She clears her throat and closes her eyes for a moment, clutching the microphone tightly. A strange black wisp zipped around her, turning her clothing black.
The song started out a capellla before the sound of pianos poured in from out of nowhere. The singing caught the interest of the people in the flash-mob. This caused them all to break out of character, kneeling down with their eyes cast on the ground, to all look at Anastasia awestruck. They didn't realize that Anastasia was this good at singing. Neither did the couple that is to be engaged, hopefully, after this song. Once the song was over, Anastasia gave a nod with a big smile upon her face. The blackness of her clothing evaporated back to her usual orange attire. Her attention was now fixated on the couple before them. She mouthed out 'go ahead' to the man.
This caused the man to look down at his girlfriend and get on a knee and pull out a diamond ring from his pocket. The size of the rock didn't matter, no, he had her melted just by the public display in her honor. The man was tackled by the woman with the words "Yes, yes! Of course!" Following her acceptance for marriage, everyone in the flash mob stood up and clapped, pouring out fanfare for their future bond of marriage. It was at this moment that the mob began to dissipate. People passed by and began to give Anastasia accolades for her singing prowess. While she accepted the compliments graciously, she really only came here to shop for clothes.
"If you guys really want to thank me, you guys would -maybe- give me the location to a lot of pretty clothing stores?" she asked the people that crowded around her. She was given multiple locations at once only to eventually break free of the mob and lose everyone. Sighing in relief, she returned to her regularly scheduled program. But she strangely had a microphone in her hand. Woops, might have to return that sometime. Finding her way back on the main drag, she started looking into the windows of all of the clothing shop. Her eyes becoming fixated on one particular shop, seeing a really cute dress in the window. "Oh my god! That dress is so cute!"