[EVENT] Log for Prince and Princess Teams

[majorarc]

Who: Everyone
When: Monday, September 5
Where: Everywhere
What: The Prince team is getting their mack on saving the Princess Team
Warnings: PG for kisses~

Oh Prince Charming, Help, for the princesses have fallen asleep under an evil spell! It's up to you to wake them up with a single kiss. If you don't wake them up in time, they will perish and fall victim to the evil witch who did this to them. Yours, The Rulers

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[therarestgem]

Rarity gaped at the suggestion. "A tornado? That would ruin my hair!"

[ex_unitedstates491]

America leaned back on his palms and gave her an incredulous look. "Seriously?! Aw maaan, there's way more stuff to freak out about if you're out in the Wild West! That's the exciting part! Desert heat, ol' buzzards, rattlesnakes, coyotes, and even outlaws and bandits!" He was excited again so he bounced off the bed back onto his feet.

"And you can get as close as you want and not worry about a thing, 'cause I'll protect you! I'm a hero after all!" He puts his hands back onto his hips in a similar pose to Superman, except the effect is lost when dressed as a floofy prince.

[therarestgem]

Heat? Snakes? bandits? Oh, no. Rarity was extremely happy that she did not have to deal with this Wild West. She hopped off the bed to stand beside America in her fluffy dress.

"Good. You make sure those yucky bandits stay away. I don't want sand to get on my carpet."

[ex_unitedstates491]

With Rarity on her feet, America finally saw how much of a pony she really was. Even if he'd manage to get on her back, it was like if he tried to ride a little kid's bicycle. He frowned again upon that realization now that it was for sure it wouldn't work out. Oh well, a promise is a promise and a pony is a pony (well, unicorn), and no cowboy should let a ponycorn (ha ha, he just made that up) be left defenseless in this strange world.

"Okay! So! Now that we got that settled..." He tugged at his prince outfit again, grunting loudly as he tried tearing it off. After a moment of no success, he fell back onto the bed again. "Aw maaaan! I thought once we kiss a princess we can get this crap off!"

[therarestgem]

It was nice to be considered a Princess, even if it was the Rulers' doing. Rarity had no problem keeping the cute dress on. "You don't like it? I think it looks rather dashing!" She smiled and then walked around America to look over him. "Although I may have tailored the pants more to your shape, and toned done the shoulders..."

[ex_unitedstates491]

At the sound of her voice, America pushed himself up so he was sitting again. He slouched forward, crossing a leg over the other and leaned one elbow on his knee while the other hand rested on his hip. It was like a less elegant version of 'the thinker' pose.

"Whoa, seriously? Hey, as soon as I can get these fancy duds off, they're all yours! Totally not my thing, y'know? I mean, it's okay to dress like a hero, but something's way off if you look like some ballet dude when you punch bad guys. Laaaame."

[therarestgem]

Rarity chuckled in response. "Well, what would you like to wear?" Perhaps she could make America a nice outfit. She could see if she was still able to without magic and try adjusting to the shape of a human body. "I simply must repay you for waking me up."

[ex_unitedstates491]

America had rested his chin on one hand, but pulled up and looked at her in surprise. Her question caught him off guard as he thought it was his duty as a hero to help people without asking for anything in return. The idea of Rarity willing to do something for him tugged at his heartstrings and he could feel a bubbling sensation of happiness. "Whoa, r-really?! Aw, shucks! I mean, that's totally awesome! I've never worn anything made by a ho-pony before! What kinda stuff do you make!?"

In his mind, America pictured himself dressed in some combination superhero outfit and Rarity standing next to him in a matching uniform, except she was twice as large and America can easily hop onto her back and gallop off into the horizon.

lmfao...

[therarestgem]

"Oh, all sorts of things," Rarity boasted. She put her front hooves on the bed beside the country so that she was standing on her hind legs. "I make dresses for all the ponies in Ponyville. Why, even famous designers have said my outfits were to die for! I'm certain I could make you something stylish that brings out your best side!" Which was the truth, if she was able to work without her magic. Being linked to the Element of Generosity, Rarity loved to make gifts for her friends. She now saw America as her friend, even if he was a bit silly.

[ex_unitedstates491]

America couldn't contain himself any longer. It was sad that Rarity wasn't his sought-after Widow-maker, but a horse, er, pony, er, unicorn, whatever that can talk and do nice things like make super cool clothing was pretty darn awesome. Oh, right, clothing! Gotta get this weird outfit off somehow! Realizing he probably had to check in with the leaders for fulfilling his mission, America pushed himself back off the bed again and stretches.

"Alright then! Here's the plan! I'm gonna go get these frilly tweeds off and we can start on those hero outfits! I'm totally stoked to see what you can make, cuz seriously, I've never seen anyone with hooves make clothes before, ha ha ha! Catch you later then? Guess this is your room, huh?"

[therarestgem]

Rarity got off the bed when America did, and she stepped from one hoof to the other in excitement. She really wanted to make clothes again, and she hoped she would be able to. But after failing with the scissors at France's shop, she was a little worried. She had to keep positive, though. If there's was one thing she'd learned from her friends, it was to never ever give up. Rarity would make those scissors, and everything else, for that matter, work for her.

"Oh, yes! Whenever you're ready, dear. You can visit me any time!"

[ex_unitedstates491]

"Sweet! You bet!" America turns to head towards the door, but stops for a second then spins back around to face Rarity again. Without warning, he leans forward and scoops her into a quick hug. "Oh man, even if you're not Widow-maker, I'm still freaking stoked to meet you, Rarity!" He sets her back down (maybe a little roughly) and stands up to give her a bright salute.

"I'll see you again for sure! That's a hero's promise! Ha ha ha ha ha!" He turns towards the door again, this time finally strolling straight out; the sound of his laughter echoing in the stairwell.

[therarestgem]

She certainly was not expecting a hug! The little unicorn stumbled when America but her down, but was able to catch herself before falling completely. She was really liking most of the humans she met here.

Rarity walked forward a bit to watch America leave and made a pleased humming noise. She was all ready to start designing his clothes! Now, if only she could pick up a pencil to draw with.