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 Posted: Sun Jan 01, 2017 10:15 pm
 School was a very interesting time for young Damselfly, and probably the curious bane of Miss Morning Glory. At one moment an involved filly, answering questions with an almost encyclopedic recital, and other times needing to have her name called thrice before she looked away from the window, entirely zoned out. Mostly, though, she liked being there with all the other babbens- making friends, and then ending up crying on those friends, sniffling over anything from tripping over a rock or just being so very happy to see them.
Damselfly was not known to be very effective at containing her emotions.
The day of the class White Elephant game was hardly any different, bouncing in her seat and humming as loudly as Miss Glory would let her get away with, giggling no matter whether her present was 'stolen' or she playfully took someone else's. It was all very exciting and good fun, almost disappointing when the last person had swapped gifts and it was time to unwrap them.
"Oooh-" little wings flitted excitedly as the box was opened, light glinting off the metal inside, revealing- well, not a crown, or a necklace. Damselfly hefted the collar aloft in confusion, tilting it over in her hooves, oblivious to some of the stares she was getting from her peers. The girl that once cried over a particularly fuzzy caterpillar must seem so bizarre holding aloft the black leather and steel spikes. All Damselfly was thinking that a nice coat of gold hoof polish on the spikes would make it extra pretty. Or holographic pink glittery polish!
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2017 1:55 pm
Hellion may have made a lot of fuss about participating in a white elephant event, but secretly he was looking forward to it. Sure, it was hard trying to figure out what to bring in for a gift that was cool, yet would be liked by all the happy go lucky losers in his class. Particularly when he and his siblings were a bunch of scrappy orphans who couldn't have ask their parents for help with picking out what gifts they brought in. After careful deliberation the colt had brought in a rather sloppily wrapped voodoo doll, which if anyone asked he would claim there was nothing voodoo about it (they'd just get a fun surprise if they accidentally poked it with something), and with pleasure he watched it get traded around the classroom as he awaited his turn.
Once the back and forth trading was over the pegasus was left with a sour expression and a very pink headband bedecked with flowers and bows. The colt examined the girly monstrosity with a loud groan. What the heck was he supposed to do with this? Ignoring his siblings' teasing with his lips pressed into a tight line, the batwing boy set the headband on his desk to glare at it's offensive pinkness.
"This must be what Buddha meant when he said life is suffering," he muttered bitterly.
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Posted: Mon Jan 02, 2017 2:39 pm
Without a doubt, the pink and floral drew a few gazes from across the room- some giggling about Hellion getting that headband, a few jealous gazes for getting such a pretty thing, and one curious set of eyes wondering why he looked glum. Damselfly, after all, thinks the flower headband to be a perfectly lovely thing.
But then class was called to order by their teacher, only to promptly break into disorder when recess was announced, the energy high from new things to play with or wear. Even Damselfly was excited, the spike collar perched on her head like an odd and particularly dangerous crown as she made for the door. Not surprising that she would become sidetracked, pausing before her goal to glance back.
Fluffy hair fanned as she shook her head, turning back to leave. She couldn't imagine that someone could be upset with such a nice gift, obviously he must just have a sad-looking face. Damselfly's entire knowledge of Hellion was that he draws and often looked like he was waiting in the longest line ever.
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2017 2:27 pm
This was for sure the absolute worst day of Hellion's life. Recess may have been announced, but the pegasus wasn't interested in hanging out with his joyful classmates. They were all so happy with what they'd gotten and here he was with this stupid pink garbage. The colt sighed, pressing his cheek against the cold laminate covered wood of his desktop. Maybe when he got home he'd set the pink monstrosity on fire...
Feeling eyes on him, the foal glanced up from his seat to lock his gaze on one of his less cool classmates. Damselfly. His eyes flicked to the gleaming metal spikes that covered the piece of black leather she'd plunked on top of her head. Dammit. Of course a goody goody like Damselfly would get the best present in class. She wouldn't even appreciate it's coolness!
"Whatever," he mumbled, slouching so low in his seat that he slid to the floor with a thump as he watched the filly turn away. He would just turn into a pile of mush alone in here and fade from this miserable existence. Then whoever brought in that silly headband would really regret it!
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Posted: Sat Jan 07, 2017 10:53 pm
No, perhaps Damselfly wouldn't appreciate the 'coolness' of her gift. She could still have fun with it, bouncing around her other classmates, laughing with them. Striking up a game, and then immediately losing the game because her impromptu crown fell off and she stopped to return it to it's perch.
Maybe it was a good thing she could have such a flighty attention span. Intent on playing one moment, and then curiously looking back at the school house door the next. At this rate Mayfly would have been a more appropriate name.
"Did Hellion come out?"
"He's probably just drawing. Or drawing on something." The little colt she'd been playing with huffed noisily.
The game faded to the background, classmates hardly noticing as one of their ranks wandered off, back towards the building, all gumption and no sense.
"Hellion? Why're you in here still?" Wouldn't be the first time Damselfly has tried inviting him to play. Then again, she'd probably invite a swamp monster to play and not get why it would be a problem. cursedandwandering Hellion is such a beautiful, precious child.
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2017 2:23 pm
Luafien xD <3 Ha ha, thank you. Damselfly is quite cute herself.
"Maybe i just like being alone..." He sighed. All the great artists suffered alone. It fed their tortured souls and helped them produce great works of art!
"Why does it matter? Nothing really matters anyway! We're all just going to end up in the dirt," the dark colored pegasus whined. "Why are you here anyway? Did you want to make fun of me for getting such a girly present?" He looked at her suspiciously, it was the only reason she could of come back here that made sense to him. That would be such a Damselfly thing to do. Come ion here to rub her happiness in front of him. No one could actually be that nice and cheery all the time without having a motive. She probably would go back outside and tell her friends about what a big baby he was and how stupid his present looked.
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