The Looking Glass Book Store

[Melody Nocturna]

Melody patted his shoulder, "Oh it's alright, we all make mistakes at times," she smiled.

"And besides, it just shows how much you like the book store," she then knocked on the sides of the closet, curious as to how Shad traveled.

"So, how does this work exactly? Is there some kind or portal or pulley? Some kind of door?"  

[Shadeaux D Gloom]

Melody Nocturna

"So, how does this work exactly? Is there some kind or portal or pulley? Some kind of door?"

"A portal is probably the best way to rattle it off." Shad sighed, leaning into the closet for a closer inspection on where he might have gone wrong. "Or as I like to refer to it... a Shad-door. HA!"

A moment of silence followed and an impish Shad leaned back out.

"Er, that sounds funnier in my bean." He hexplained, then held out his arm to escort Melody back in for a second try.

"If at first you don't succeed..." He said as he led Melody into the shadows in the closet...  

[Harry Herne]

Gobbledygook looked doubtfully at the store.

"Are you sure, young master?"

"Yea, dude, and stop calling me that."

The night of Winter Solstice Ball was upon them and Harry had arrived at The Looking Glass to pick up his date. Unfortunately, they would have an escort. Gobbledygook insisted on going as this was an official diplomatic trip for the Court of the Erlking. Harry was sooooooooo embarrassed.

"I hope you refrain from 'duding' at the Ball, young master. You are an envoy from the Court of the Erlking!"

Harry rolled his eyes and found the stairs hexactly where Draconia said they would be. Goobledygook tried to squirm ahead to knock but the Sidhe prince was having none of that silliness. He knocked on the door and awaited Draconia St George.  

[Draconia St George]

FRIDAY.

Night of the Howliday Ball.


"That must be Harry!" Draconia nearly jumped out of her chair in front of her bedroom mirror. She had just finished putting her last curl into place. Fortunately, being startled hadn't disturbed her look too much. She did one final check in the mirror.

Makeup - greens and muted dusky purple, looking good.

Hair, pinned to a side with voluminous curls and some black pearl hairclips for emphasis, all in place.

Dress, a purple velvet minidress purchased from the vintage store Fashion Bites at the Maul, with a new, snowflake-y bustle painstakingly sewn in by Draconia over the last week. The gold buttons on the front sparkled in the light.

Shoes, a pearlescent pair of high heels with a dragon scale texture and matching gold buttons trailing down the heel, absolutely fangTAStic!

Draconia smiled. She was indeed ready to head downstairs.

"Hello, Harry! You look fairy nice tonight." She greeted the fae as she opened the front door of the bookstore. There were very few ghostomers in the store fright now, but those who did definitely paused their browsing to catch a glance of the couple...and their odd chaperone. "Oh! Hello to you too!"

Draconia was a bit surprised as the Goblin thrust his head towards her, looking her up and down critically...evaluating whether everything that was taking place in front of him was proper for the son of the Erlking's first dance outside of the Never Never.

Finally, Gobbledygook gave an approving sigh, nodded and stood back.

"It shall do. Now! Off to the ball!"

"Shall we walk?" Draconia asked, looking at Harry...then at the goblin...then back at Harry. She wasn't quite sure who was coordinating this date now. "The Embassy isn't that far away."

"WALK?!" The goblin nearly jumped out of his highly-shined, pointed-toe boots. "The son of the Erlking and his Great Dragon consort shall not be expected to lower themselves to the INDIGNITY of arriving at such a high affair on common FOOT!"

"Er, but I thought walking would be more environmentally-" Draconia started to say something, but was cut off. Suddenly, a large, soft, squishy, spotted carriage rolled into view on the street in front of them. Six grinning goblins were pulling it.

"Your carriage, master and madam." Gobbledygook gave the two of them a sweeping bow as he held open a squishy, spotted door. Draconia looked at Harry in surprise.

"Is....is that carriage made...of mushrooms?!"  

[Harry Herne]

If Harry was a peace loving goodie boo shoes, he would have smacked Gobbledygook upside the head for how he was talking to Draconia. He could eat them both! Instead, he shot the goblin chaperone a dirty look.

"Nonsense. The Lady Draconia looks bootiful."

Harry blushed furiously when the carriage pulled up.

"Uh, the Old Monster insisted. I'm kinda....like....the official envoy to the Lamia Embassy tonight."

He politely held open the door for Draconia and it wasn't long before they were bouncing along towards the Ball. Harry's energy spiked and he was almost bouncing around the carriage. Tonight he would give Arillena her gift and....BY THE COSMOS HE NEEDED TO TELL SOMEONE!

"Wanna see something radical and totally lined out!?"

Before Draconia could answer, Harry pulled a scroll case from inside his coat.

"I am Arillena's Secret Kringle and I got her the MOST CRUEL GIFT EVER! Ari was orphaned as a baby and lost her home in Fairy. I embraced her like a sister but now it's official! I convinced the Old Monster to adopt her into the House of Herne! She can never inherit but she now will always have a home and family in Fairy!"