Nothing is True. Everything is Permitted.

Mya didn't mind the sunlight, but felt movement behind her. She slightly shifted positions and layed there, snoring quietly.

 

Zee had woke early that morning, he pounded on Zane's door without a word spoken to them inside. Zane opened one eye, "Mmmh, go away." he called out but the pounding continued.

 

Mya groaned and threw a glass bottle at the door which shattered. She then pulled a pillow over her head.

OOC: Gotta sleepz nao.

 

Zee closed his eyes, So he has her in his room again. I should've known. He left them a note pinned to the door, saying he'd be at the ball if they were wondering.

OOC: me too

 

OOC: Ugh. Your sig o_e

BIC: Mya yawned and slightly opened her eyes. Zane, shouldn we get up?

 

OOC: XP I was feeling Kirby scary.

BIC: Zane opened one eye and looked at her, "I guess.."

 

OOC: It scares and disgusts me. PLZ CHANGE IT TO A CUTE KIRBY

BIC: Mya sat up and streched a bit.

 

OOC: Okay, it was just meant to make a point last night.

BIC: Zane sat up yawning, "I wonder who that was at the door before though..."

 

OOC: Lolz a lot better.

BIC: Mya shrugged. Probably Zee. The ball starts in the afternoon so we have time to kill.

 

Zane sighed and fell back against the pillows, "Good, time for a nap."

 

OOC: I liked te last one better XD

BIC: Mya smiled and cuddled against Zane.

 

OOC: I know. But I'm more of a LoZ TP fan than Kirby XP

BIC: Zane fell asleep wondering what the ball would be like. He'd gone out of his way to stay away from the public and now he'd be going to one of the most public events possible.

 

Mya fell asleep and purred softly.

 

Afternoon rolled around and Zane woke Mya to get dressed, "If we're gonna go to this thing, we might as well make an effort."

 

Mya yawned and nodded. I suppose you're right. She jumped off the bed and grabbed her clothes.

 

Zane pulled on a set of clothes he'd pulled from the base of his closet. Pure white and red. It wasn't much color but he preferred his gray tones. Pulling them on, he looked more approchable instead of like Death. "Ugh, now I look like Zane instead of Reaper..." he sulked.

 

Mya smiled and nuzzled him. I never liked Reaper anyways. Besides, we have to take the casual approach.

 

He let her nuzzle him and laced on his bracers, pulling the sleeves down over them, "Right. I never liked Zane, but I suppose he's a better man than Reaper."

 

Mya pulled on hers as well before giving Zane a hug. You're right. That's what I love about you.

 

He frowned in concentration, "You love that I'm a different man than before? Hmm, was I really that awful?"