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It was a usual day in the life of a certain rabbit raevan. She was out shopping with her gram-gram. She had even managed to wander away from the quixotic woman. Yup, just a usual day for LuLu. What was unusual, however, was that she found herself in the shoe department of her favorite store. As many times as she had wandered through the double doors of this beloved building, she had never once stepped foot.... or rather, ribbon in this area. Her guardian had a way of maneuvering her around this section. He always was a stickler for not letting the frei fix her attention on something she could not use. Even today, with Josh's mother in tow, the likelihood of her visiting this area was slim to none. Lucky for her, she had "misplaced" the woman an aisle back. LuLu would just have find her gram-gram... after she enjoyed shopping on her own for a bit.

LuLu traced a finger dreamily over a pair of red pumps. Her nails idly brushed along the leather material they were constructed from. Her hand then came in contact with a humbling price which read "$199". LuLu let out a sigh.

The girl's mind wandered elsewhere to a world where she had legs to wear these shoes... and the money to buy them. It was not long before LuLu was almost completely absorbed in her daydream. The only thing that served to pull her back into reality was a women prancing up and down the isle just next to her. Well, not particularly the woman. It was the shoes she was donning that grabbed LuLu's attention. The rabbit gave a soft gasp and floated forward. Words flew from her mouth before she could filter them, "Those are beautiful."

LuLu still seemed to be focused on the shoes rather than the woman who wore them. Keen lavender eyes dipped and wavered over every stitch and groove. Her attention was only pulled away from the lovely boots when the frei heard the well placed complement aimed at her. The rabbit looked up and regarded Doucette for the first time. She smiled and gave a slight curtsy in midair, "Thank you."

This woman had good tastes in fashion as well as people. She was smart in complimenting the frei. It was an action that would not go unnoticed. The rabbit offered up an introduction as a reward, "I am LuLu."

LuLu stared at the delicate hand offered to her for a moment. Lavender eyes trailed over manicured nails before her nose crinkled slightly in distaste. She did not enjoy when other people initiated touching. It made her... uneasy. After all, she still barely knew this woman. The frei's senses were still on high alert despite Doe's giddy and jovial appearance. LuLu trusted her instincts even if it meant assuming everyone was an enemy until proven otherwise. Plus, that was the sort of greeting men gave, not princesses. It seemed redundant and somewhat belittling; however, LuLu swallowed just a small amount of her pride in order to humor her new acquaintance. The frei did not want to come off as rude.

LuLu reached up and took the girl's finger tips in her own. The rabbit barely squeezed the appendages as she gave one soft flick of her wrist. The rabbit released the handshake just as quickly as she initiated it. The motion felt awkward and silly to the frei. Even though LuLu tried her hardest to maintain some feminine modesty in her actions it still felt too rough to her. Rough actions should be reserved for fighting not saying hello. LuLu concluded that she would not be taking up this new form of introduction anytime soon. The rabbit much preferred her signature curtsy.

LuLu's smile returned now that the handshake drama had passed, "Pleasure to meet you Doooe." The girl dragged out the name and sampled it on her lips. She was always fond of short names. They reminded the frei of her own. They were easier to remember too. "I am just looking," the girl gave a faint chuckle that seemed more sad and misplaced than happy, "No legs, after all." LuLu looked wistfully again at the shoes around her. There was also the matter of Josh's dad putting a shopping ban over her. Nevertheless, it seemed pointless mentioning that fact to this woman. The frei mused. Maybe one day she could enjoy this particular aisle more.

LuLu shifted uncomfortably under Doucette's gaze. The girl did not enjoy being scrutinized. It made her feel as though she was being judged, like she had done something wrong. Lavender eyes diverted away from Doe. However, LuLu could not help but follow the woman's stare downward towards her ribbon. The rabbit watched listlessly as the tattered scrap of green cloth twirled and radiated beneath her. The frei had grown accustomed to this occurrence long ago. The ribbon had lost most of its entertainment value after her first month with Josh. LuLu looked back up at Doucette, her awkwardness passing for now, perhaps it was just new to this woman?

The rabbit’s ears perked up when Doucette broke the silence around them. She cocked her head to the side curiously when the woman motioned for her to follow. The frei hesitated for a moment, her better judgment telling her not to tag along, before her inquisitiveness got the better of her. With a snap of her wings the raevan trailed behind.

LuLu slowly spun around in the new aisle in an attempt to take in all there was to see. She recognized the scenery instantly. She had been here before. This was one of her favorite places in the store, next to the clothing department. It was a well known fact around the Peterson residence that she was an accessory fiend. On more than one occasion, Jannet’s necklaces and bracelets had gone missing. Immediately, a set of gold bangles caught LuLu’s eye. They twinkled and hung incitingly from a metal hook as if becoming the raevan to come and take them away from their display case prison. She would be more than happy to give them a new home. The frei made a mental note to bug Josh’s mother about them later. For now, the rabbit’s concentration was ripped back towards Doucette… and her newfound hat.

The rabbit frowned and shook her head. She was never one to simply give out false compliments. They were things to be earned. Doe, unfortunately, was not doing well in securing one from the finicky raevan. LuLu floated closer and plucked a different hat from a shelf. The girl scrutinized the piece in her hands. She began twirling it side to side between her palms. It was a green bowl shaped design, something akin to what a flapper would have worn back in the day. LuLu seemed pleased with the selection. She held it up to her companion, “This one is better. Try it.”

LuLu seemed just as analytical as Doucette, if not more. The frei watched while the other female twisted and turned her svelte body into gently sloping, decidedly feminine silhouettes. As the Irish woman fought to find good angles, the rabbit bobbed with her to look for the bad ones. Lavender eyes crinkled in thought. With each pose made, the raevan found that she becoming less and less married to her selection. Red curls puffed up from the moss hued hair piece to give a view that was akin to a volcano erupting into a swampy sky. Although the imagery may have been lovely in one of LuLu’s fairytales, it did not look good in person. LuLu pouted. She was not fond of making mistakes. However, she would let this one take a backseat for now. Some slip-ups were bound to be made in the name of fashion. If anything, this woman was able to prove to the frei that she could provide some amusement. Doucette had given LuLu a challenge.

The ever competitive rabbit would accept this mission and beat it.

The frei ‘s brown tipped ears perked at Doucette’s comment. The fuzzy appendages raised and lowered delicately as they weight the woman’s words. LuLu shrugged. She did not know what the hat had to do with Christmas. It looked nothing like what the man in red wore. Was she was asking if it made her look pudgy, like the man in red? LuLu’s bell like voice rang reassuringly, “You are not fat.” Lips curled into a smile. The frei held out a hand to gain Doucette’s attention. A spark of excitement lit her young features, “Follow me now. I will find the best hat.”

A grand tale was being meticulously woven deep inside the frei’s mind. LuLu floated off with her arms poised gracefully at her sides. Today, she played the part of the refined princess. She was a gracious and kindhearted ruler who had undertaken the task of helping a peasant girl find a hat. Perhaps, it was for the King’s ball? Yes, this peasant girl needed the perfect hat so she could find her true love at the King’s ball. LuLu let out a cheeky giggle. Her torn ribbon trailed behind her like the train of a dress. The raevan took the frayed fabric between her fingertips and gave a delighted twirl. She only wished she could enlist the help of small animals. That would be the cherry atop her princess sundae. LuLu questioned, “Does Doucette like princesses?”

It was not long before the rabbit found another promising hat. This one was a cowboy hat made of weathered leather. The frei nodded to her companion in approval. The material gave the apparel a lovely, rustic touch. She held it out to the woman, “Try it on.”

LuLu's ears twitched as they caught Doe's comment. The rabbit replied in a grave tone that seemed odd and misfitting coming from her mouth, "Only silly girls." If LuLu had some way of sharing her love for princesses with the world she would take up the opportunity in a heartbeat. It was almost whimsical how much respect the rabbit had for those fictional characters.

Lavender eyes gleamed brightly as LuLu watched her companion try on the hat she had offered. The frei was almost shocked at how good the selection turned out. LuLu gasped softly in delight. The girl swelled with pride only to promptly deflate as Doucette returned the accessory. It almost seemed like a slap in the face. LuLu frowned, "Doucette does not like my choice?"

The girl held the brim if the hat between her fingertips and thumbed at the hem idly. She had never given thought to wearing a hat before. The first time she had laid eyes on the fashionable wears she had turned her nose up. They always seemed too restrictive. LuLu did not like the idea of covering up her most prominent feature. It would be like hiding a part of herself. Additionally, a hat would dampen her acute hearing. The rabbit hated being at a disadvantage. Her nerves would not be able to handle such an obvious handicap. LuLu pouted and slipped the hat on for only a brief moment. She wore the item just long enough to give Doe a bitter taste of reality.

LuLu had never been able to find her own perfect hat.

The girl griped, "It was better on you."

LuLu’s dreary mood was smoothed over by Doucette’s polite commentary like an irritated cat getting a sudden and much wanted pet. The girl felt a small swell of pride. As well, she felt her blond ears bobbing with each word spoken as if they were also interested in the unrestrained compliments. The rabbit gave a wistful sigh like a forlorn princess who has lost her prince charming. She wished dearly that all the words that had been said rung true. Of course, Lulu was a rare and exotic beauty, but the frei was unsure if that quality would be exemplified by a poorly fitted hat. The raevan gave the hat’s leather exterior another cursory glance. Lavender eyes melded with it the warm russet brow material as she examined it. Her fingers brushed loosely over its surface as if willing it to work properly. It may not have looked good, but the girl sincerely wished she could pull the look off.

LuLu gave a soft squeak as the accessory was pulled from her grasp with a sudden and uncalled for fervor. Her empty hand shot of in the air from the fright as her gaze followed the form of the retreating hat. The rabbit quirked a brow at the redhead's actions before she tailed after the exuberant woman. LuLu felt a bit uncomfortable with the looks she was receiving. They looked to much like the look she was giving the hat in her hands. She did not like being appraised and was about to protest. However, LuLu's uneasiness was quickly forgotten as Doucette spoke. The promise that she could make the hat work with LuLu’s ears rang tantalizingly in the air around them like a siren call. The rabbit’s voice came out a delicate coo, ”R-really? You can?” She continued to follow behind Doucette even as they approached the register. LuLu felt a bit giddy. Was this really happening?