Mediea’s words were only half right in her assumption of Sakura’s whole demeanor. True, she did have a bit of a different outlook recently, some of which was due to being a normal person... or even partly a normal person considering her magical capabilities, but it was fun none the less to have these types of things either. ”Well, I can’t say anything right now, considering I don’t want to give anything away about myself. But let’s just say there’s a new idol who’s nailed herself a concert gig next week here in town!” As much as she wanted to try and keep her voice down, it was hard in her excitement to hold back all of it for sure. ”So between that and this event here, I feel like a giddy school girl right now... which.. feels extremely weird to say considering I’m a full graduate. But I digress.”
The doll continued on to hum gleefully from her expressive surprise. Knowing Medeia was fully aware of her aspirations from the day they’d spent together, this wasn’t going to hopefully be much of a confusing surprise. Aside from her mother, she felt that the woman was going to be delighted to hear the news for sure. At least, that’s what Sakura had hoped for. But when she brought up the idea of her thoughts on marriage and thinking herself as a bit of a romantic, the giddy look turned to a bit of shy embarrassment, but still, a smile clung to the shy face. ”I-I-I guess you can say that. You’ve been alive for so long, Miss Medeia. Haven’t you ever been in love with someone and thought of the opportunity or dreamed about how life together with them would be like?” She asked, a bit curious of the witches own thoughts on the matter, trying to tread a bit lightly around the rocky subject of her past. ”Like, for another example I can picture us together. It would be a lot like this. Holding hands while going places, sleeping together in the same bed with you wrapped around my arms like our first night, though I did spend that in my doll body. Still, it sounds in my mind like a very cute and happy one. But, I also don’t know what happens a lot behind those dark, closed doors, so I couldn’t say anything on the reality of it. But it’s always nice to think about, isn’t it?” She asked, looking up with a close eyed smile.
The witch did make a good point... there was quite a large crowd around and it was beginning to make even Sakura a bit uneasy. If there was one sure fire thing she tried to avoid, it was large crowds. Her grip on Medeia’s hand would tighten, though it wouldn’t be much consider she had no real strength in this body. Even the look on her face had been harder to mask. An overly focused gaze off into the crowd as they went through and inside of the building let her finally breathe a sigh of relief. ”I-I thought I had gotten over that...” She muttered in a whispered tone through her breath. Inside was nearly a 180 from the other side of the doors. Despite the loud noise, it was still near silent and leftover was this sound of music playing in the distance, probably closer to the festivities of the event.
A shattering sound caused the doll to jump suddenly. Followed up my inaudible screaming. Curious, the blonde made her way to what she found to be a catering room filled with different assortments of foods and drinks, as well as a wedding cake for the event. ”My little angel will NOT eat this.. this FILTH!” The shrieking of the Karenpithicus carried on, making Sakura’s heightened sense of hearing cause her to wince from the decibels coming from one mouth. ”Is everything ok?” She asked, standing pheasably by herself at this point if Medeia hadn’t come by yet. This woman turned to the entryway to see the smaller blonde child and scoffed. ”Go away, you ugly little welp. This doesn’t involve a little brat like you.” She snapped, turning back to the caterer. ”Now you listen here, you spineless nitwit! This cake tastes like ass if a monkey!” The caterer tried to but in explaining the cake was not for this woman but instead for the event held today, but she instead cut him off once more, slapping him in the face. ”Don’t you lie to me! You were planning on ruining my angel’s perfect day! I demand to speak to your manager RIGHT NOW!”
It was at that point the blonde had heard enough. But, she also had to be creative. That’s when the idea hit. What else was fun about February aside from Valentine’s Day? That’s right~ SNOW! Forming into the palm of her hand was snowflakes that quickly molded into a sphere. With a sny grin, the doll chucked the snowball right into the back of the roaring beasts head. She paused and turned around, spotting the small one still standing there with her grin. ”How DARE you!” The beast then turned around, charging at Sakura like a bull goring a matador. As she would lay her hands on the body of the slayer, the part making contact would turn into water and separate, showing the split in her body as the momentum of the ancient fossilized bull woman crashed into a wall. ”Olay!~” She cheered as the water reformed her whole body, laughing a little as she tried to get up.
Now however, she’d face Medeia’s wrath for her comments while Sakura stepped inside to tend to the verbal lashing wounds the caterer had gotten. ”I hope she didn’t hurt you, mister.” She spoke up innocently and cheerfully. ”My friend and I were here for the event and honestly, I wanna try the cake if you don’t mind! I hope that’s ok.” The blonde looked over, seeing the caterer smile and nod gleefully from her sunny attitude and cut two pieces, plating them up and handing them to Sakura, wishing her and Medeia both a great time enjoying the event. Thanking him, she turned back to walk out of the room and check on the witch, chilling her cake to a nice, ice cold temperature as well as the plate itself, to which she really couldn’t control. ”Wanna try the cake, Medeia?”
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