eswareinmal | Please please, kiss kiss / Won't anyone come kiss me~

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Please please, kiss kiss / Won't anyone come kiss me~

Characters: Anyone who's affected by the Sleeping Beauty curse, and all who would ~~be bullied into~~ come and try and wake them.
Open? Very
Where: The Castle
When: The 18th of Rebirth's Height
What: The towns folk in an attempt to be helpful, have hauled every unconscious spinner to the castle, had them magiced into a dress, and are now nagging Princes and anyone else, really, to come kiss them awake.
Warnings: Kissin'!

If there was one thing that the people of Schwanheim were good at: Recognizing repeated fairy tale themes and scurrying to take part in them. Once enough people had fallen prey to the roving spinning wheel that it was obvious what was going on, they had rushed around to find all the sleeping Princesses (for once you got your finger pricked by a spinning wheel and feel into a magical sleep, you were a Princess. At least until you woke up again.) and ferried them off to the castle to await their Princes. A little big of magic and whatever clothing they were wearing was either replaced or covered by a traditional princess gown. Hair brushes came out of nowhere to help pretty them all up until they looked positively perfect. All sleeping beauties. Yes, even the boys.

So what are you waiting for, heroes? Get kissin'!

[OoC: All sleepers, please make your own threads for the kissers to reply to!]

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Bakura really should have known better. Especially since he had been caught by another spinning wheel in the City... only he didn't remember that, an instead, it was the "why is this familiar" feeling that had got him caught by it here.

He made a very pretty princess, his white hair all brushed out so that it spilled around him almost like a cloud of soft white, barely held down by the delicate circlet. The blue and white dress he had been magiced into actually looked very nice on him as well. In fact, he'd have been utterly embarrassed to realize just how properly he looked like a princess in that get up.

As it was, he was blissfully unaware as he slept.

Eagle was grabbed almost as soon as he stepped through the castle gates. Were the castle folk just happy to see him again or... did they want to speak about the little matter of a few missing books? It turns out the answer was nether one.

He was bullied as much as escorted to one of the rooms in which a beautiful young lady slept on a plush bed. Wait. Hadn't he met this person? How was he being considered a Princess? The whole role idea was still so very, very strange.

The waiting staff were quick to deny that there was anything wrong with this and hurriedly asked if he couldn't kiss the Princess and break the spell. After a bit of consideration there really didn't seem to be any harm in trying. A similar incident had caused Princess Tatra to wake from her sudden slumber.

Eagle sat on the edge of the bed as he wondered briefly what a cute guy like Bakura would think of this whole situation when he was awake again. Well, he would find out soon enough. Eagle leaned closer and gently caught Bakura's lips for a friendly kiss.

It was a familiar feeling, one that he knew he should remember, that he grabbed at the fleeting edges of recollection that fell though his fingers like clouds. There was a warmth... something familiar, comforting...

Slowly, his eyes opened, blue hazy with sleep. "Oniichan....?" he asked softly, not all together yet, still chasing that fragment of memory.

"Oniichan?" How embarrassing! "A kiss like that reminded you of a brother?"

Eagle sat back on the bed giving Bakura some room to come back to himself. He still seemed to be lost in the haze of sleepiness.

"If that is the case I should really work on my technique."

Bakura blinked a few times, utterly confused. "Eagle-san...?" he asked, sounding utterly groggy as he sat up, hand going to his lips.

Wait... "...a kiss?" He blinked a few more times.

"For some reason a kiss really seems to be the only way to wake some one up when they are sleeping that hard."

A few members of the staff watching from the doorway nod in agreement.

"Do you remember if you anywhere near a spinning wheel?"

Another blink. "... in the park...?" he blinked. No... no that wasn't right. What...

He rubbed under his eyes a moment, trying to pull himself together. "I think so... there was something familiar about it."

"Are you still asleep?"

Bakura still seemed to be drifting.

"I don't know," Bakura admitted with a touch of a sheepish smile. "There's something..." he hesitated a moment. "There was something I was dreaming, I think... something I should remember."

"Dreams can be like that."

Maybe the dream would be remembered or maybe it would be forgotten entirely one never really knew how these things would work out.

"As long as you feel better maybe I should allow you to change? I'm really not sure what good they thought the dress would do."

Blink.

Blink blink.

Bakura looked down, eyes widening as he finally noticed what he'd been dressed in.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeh?! Wh-- why am I wearing this?!"

Well, he was awake now...

"You will have to ask them."

Those members of staff that had been watching the entire time now scattered when they were pointed at.

"It does look kind of cute but I really don't think you need it."

Bakura is cute without the dress? That is kind of the implication.

Bakura's face went bright red and he hid behind his hands, not sure if that was a compliment or a confirmation of the fact that he was painfully girly. "I'm really not the dress type..." he mumbled, utterly embarrassed.

Oh.. um... a bit of both, but cute either way really.

"I didn't really think so. I had never seen you dress like that before and the way the staff ran off like that... Clearly it had been their idea."

Bakura's shoulders slumped, hands slowly falling from his still blushing face. Still not making eye contact, mind....

"Sometimes I think the NPCs here have poor senses of humor..." he sighed, looking oh so defeated. At least Eagle wasn't about to think less of him for it... he hoped.

"I wonder if they really thought of it as a joke. they seems to take all of this 'role' stuff very seriously. I really don't understand their way of thinking at all."

Anyway Eagle would never look down on some one for something they had no way of controlling.

"But I'm supposed to be a White Mage..." Bakura protested, looking down at the dress with a near grimace.

"But you were sleeping because you pricked your finger on a spinning wheel. Doesn't that automatically make you into a Princess by their thinking?"

"...I guess so... Aaaa, I think I'm in for some bad luck if just falling for something like that is enough to make then decide you're not what you are!"

"Just don't fall for any more traps and I doubt you will wake up in a dress again."

Eagle slid bit of a good-natured tease in there as he stood up from Bakura's bed.

"Aaa-- I'll try not to..." Bakura rubbed the back of his neck, fresh embarrassment on his face.

He hesitated a moment before giving a faint smile. "and thank you..."

Being thanked for a kiss, when was the last time that had ever happened? The idea struck his a little odd but he decided to let Bakura off easy this time.

"Your welcome."

He was thanking him for the wake up, the kiss... well...

He wasn't quite sure anything about the kiss so, as was his way, he wasn't thinking about it.

Now how on Earth to get out of this dress..

"Aa! Lucky, it's just over my clothes!" he exclaimed in realization before beginning to try and figure out how to get out of the stupid wad of cloth. Maybe there was a zipper...

Well, of course he was. But it was more fun to interpret the thank you Eagle's way.

"The castle staff got you into the dress one of them should know how to get you back out of it again."

Eagle peered out of the doorway but those buggers really took off when they had run away like that. There was a one in sight in either direction.

"If I see anyone I could send them back here to help you out?"

"Aaah-- I think I'll take my chances solo..." Just his luck they'd get cranky at him wanting out of it and bully him into something even more princess like....

But, being awake now surely they wouldn't see him as a Princess any longer? Or maybe it takes a while for the idea to leave their minds?

"Alright then. I won't bother looking for anyone in that case. Goodbye Bakura."

It looked like the kid would be fine now so Eagle felt it was safe to leave.

Flora, not realising until it was too late that there was something wrong with spinning wheel, had fallen into a blissful sleep. One that felt like she had never slept in forever and not even an explosion could wake her.

She was one of the unfortunate ones, the ones that had also touched the wheel and fallen into a sleep. But, for now all that Flora could do was sleep, and hopefully dream of sweet dreams of her prince.

Sif has let this woman lie asleep for longer than is honorable.

In her defense, she truly does not want to have kissed two strangers in a day. She finds herself missing Fandral -- he certainly would have taken such a quest upon himself with marked enthusiasm.

She clears her throat, looking around for any other prince that might ride gallantly in at the last moment complete the task.

Nikki grinned as she spotted the woman who had made her first day hell. She had walked around asking for a new bed, since she was feeling quite lazy to actually go out and find one, but all the servants were refusing her request. Granted, she wasn't a princess or a prince, but she was a guest! Then she had found the reason and was bent on getting some revenge.

"So... what's up?" Nikki casually asked with a smirk upon her face. "Looks like you've got quite the dilemma here."

Delightful.

If pressed, Sif would happily claim full responsibility for the lack of new bedding. It was only one night, and she needed to learn that resources here were not renewable. Even furniture.

"There is no moral dilemma. The woman is under a spell, and a dangerous one at that."

Nikki's grin couldn't have been wider. She had hoped this would turn out to be interesting.

"Well then, your princely-ness," Nikki threw in a mock bow for good measure as she continued, "I await the kiss you're going to bestow upon this woman."

"Surely you have something better to do with your time than bother me. Like getting a hold on your powers, perhaps?"

"Oh, no. This is definitely worth my time. What could be better than watching you nobly save a woman with a kiss? My powers? Certainly, I should, but I want to learn from you. I want to learn from whatever example you will set for me today."

"I am no mage. There is nothing for me to teach, unless you wish to weild a blade."

At the girl's emphasis, Sif raises an eyebrow.

"Would it be less interesting to you were she a man?"

"Um... No. I just feel like you're hesitating and stalling. That's what makes it interesting."

"I am hesitating. In the hopes that another prince steps up to the task."

Though her hesitation is rooted in having already kissed one princess today. It will be hard enough keeping that fact from the townspeople, let alone such a public display.

She sighs.

“But the hour wanes and that does not seem like a probable outcome.”

"Just kiss her and get it over with. Worst possible result is that she falls in love with you. She doesn't need a prince."

The strange girl has point enough. Though Sif has spoken with this sleeping woman once prior. She seemed to have enough sense about her not to fall in love over on curse-mandated kiss.

Leaning down, Sif kisses the woman's forehead, lightly. It worked for Sansa, it should work now.

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