paixaorpg | Little Pink Riding Hood [Active]

Entry tags:

Little Pink Riding Hood [Active]

Character(s): Lottie, Wolf
Content: Lottie settles back into her townhouse and gets a gentleman caller. Who has a tail.
Setting: Promenade Terrace
Time: Week 29, Afternoon
Warnings: None

There were no words to describe the relief Lottie had felt when she opened the door to her old townhouse and found it empty of any new owners. A fine film of dust had accumulated on the furniture she'd bought the last time she was here, but other than that, the house was undisturbed. So though Charlotte LaBouff was forced to clean with her own two hands, a sense of peace and contentment settled in her heart. It was the feeling of being home.

Now she freshened up in her bedroom, sitting at the plain but serviceable wooden vanity. It didn't have gilded gold knobs and the mirror wasn't half as impressive as the one she had back in her own world, but she knew beggars couldn't be choosers. Why, some didn't have a vanity at all! Could you even imagine?

Dressed a deep pink sundress adorned with red ribbons, Lottie carefully curled her eyelashes with mascara. Mr. Wolf was coming and a lady had to look her best! Even if he wasn't a prince.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Wolf can recall the time he met Lottie, bouncy and pink as he recalled. BUT SO ADORABLE! She was as cute as little fluffy lamb in a field of flowers. Wolf thought perhaps these thoughts about her might be bad, but he couldn’t help it. He just couldn’t! Wolf decided to look sweet anyway, before he went out to her town house he picked up a bouquet of flowers, because he figured she’d enjoy something like that. Besides, it’s the perfect welcome home present!

This was definitely a nice change of pace from all the excitement Wolf had to deal with recently. The heartless, Scar, dealing with the full moon with Remus. It was just a good to finally do something he considered to be fun. Wolf strolled right up to the town house, and knocked on the door. He cleared his throat, and straightened his collar. He had to be a gentleman for this lovely lady after all.

There was a moment of quiet from inside the house until a flurry of footsteps broke the peace along with quiet giggling. Another beat of silence and then the door was flung open, thankfully swinging inward, and Lottie filled up the frame. She leaned against the door jamb, her full skirt taking up the space. "Mr. Wolf," she purred, eyelashes fluttering. "Why, you're early."

If her expression was anything to go by, this clearly wasn't a complaint.

Making a slight gasp, Wolf, breathed in as Lottie opened the door. He then lowered his wolfish gaze upon Lottie and spoke, “My! Lottie! You’re looking absolutely ravishing since I last saw you!” Clearing his throat deciding to try and present himself to be more gentleman like, “Not that you aren’t always ravishing, but today, you’re even more so than usual!”

And at once, Wolf presented the bouquet of flowers to Lottie. They were quite beautiful. They do compliment her eyes as one could see. He gave a slight bow as he gave them to her, “A welcome home present for you… My lady,” Wolf grinned.

At his flirtations, Lottie giggled, looking away coyly. "Oh, you." She broke into a squeal as Wolf presented the flowers, snatching them from his hands and burying her face into the petals. "Ooooh! What beautiful flowers! Y'all must've picked 'em to bring out my eyes." She plucked one flower and buttoned it in the lapel of Wolf's coat. "There. Now you look like a proper gentleman!"

Wiggling in excitement like a hyperactive puppy, Lottie bounced back inside. "I'll put these in some water!" In the living room, she made her way to a small table, taking the flowers that were in a vase and replacing them with Wolf's bouquet.

Oh, Wolf simply couldn’t help it, after all a beautiful girl like Lottie deserves the compliments and flirtations. He smiled as she accepted the flowers with glee, simply basking in her cuteness. Wolf let her put a flower in his coat, puff out his chest for her. He wasn’t showing off his manliness or anything, no not at all… Ok so he was, but still! It’s absolutely necessary to show one is a man in situations like this, he’s pretty sure he read that in one of the books that psychiatrist told him to read.

Wolf followed her inside, closing the door behind him. Still as bouncy as he remembered her, he couldn’t help but grin. “Awwwooo, it’s good the have you back Lottie, did you meet anyone new since you came back?” Wolf grazed his fingers through his hair, and then he looked over at Lottie “Ah! Let me help you with that.”

Coming over to Lottie, Wolf reached around her and held his hands over her own. Guiding the flowers into the vase. Breathing in the air Wolf rolled his eyes in a little howl, “Such a sweet aroma.” He wasn’t talking about the flowers though.

Lottie paused, looking down as Wolf's arms went around her from behind. She was so stunned at his boldness that she let him put the flowers in the vase without a word. Finally she seemed to remember propriety, ducking under his arms like a skittish rabbit and moving away, the same demure smile on her face. Her cheeks were a brighter pink than they'd been before.

"Now, Wolf, do try to control yourself around me," she admonished, eyes glittering with amusement. She busied her slightly shaking hands by needlessly patting her hair into place. "Come on in to the kitchen and I'll make some tea." With that, she lead the way into the small but elegant room making up her kitchen. By one wide window on the far wall was a table and two chair -- a sunny spot for drinking tea.

Wolf simply smiled. Oh she is as cute little fluffy rabbit all right, skittish as well. He couldn’t help but keep his knowing smirk, after all he sees that blush Lottie, and pink suits you just fine my dear. Wolf tail swayed to and thro, he pretended to take offense to that “behave” comment.

“Me? Grrrowwf, Why on earth would you suspect me, I’m as gentle as a lamb,” Wolf said combing his hair away from his eyes, lifting one brow up, as if wanting to seem handsome for sweet Lottie. He followed her into the kitchen, putting his hands back in his pockets. He let himself sit in one of the two chairs near the window. Wolf let himself relax as she went to make some tea.

She glanced over her shoulder with a telling, wry look at his comment. "You're nothin' but a wolf in sheep's clothin', you are," she replied, giggling. "But I always did like a bit of danger."

Lottie began making tea, taking water she'd already set to boiling on the stove and pouring it along with several bags of tea into a pitcher. As she began adding heap after heap of sugar into the tea, she continued to chatter. "I still can't believe I came back! I feel like a cat with bags on the feet! Are they just gonna zap me back an' forth whenever they want? Who the heck has that kinda power anyway? I mean, I know there's all kindsa crazy stuff here an' all, but I'm just a regular girl!"

She stopped suddenly, looking down at the pitcher of sweet Southern-style tea. She twirled the wooden spoon she'd been using and gave Wolf a coy smile. "Well, that's not true either. I am Charlotte LaBouff!"

How right Lottie was, Wolf smirked with an eyebrow lifted. Oh yes, he knows he’s a wolf in sheep’s clothes, but that’s the fun of it! Oh sweetie pie, you do know your boys quite well. With a bit of a growl Wolf spoke, “Well that’s good that you do, I’m sure I can be able keep you in suspense then, grrf.”

Wolf’s tail wagged from the side, in anticipation for her to join him. He chuckled at the cat comment, he’s gotta admit, the visual was quite amusing. Wolf complied to the back and forth comment, “Well I’d say it’s good that you’re back, I was starting to miss you after all. And oho, I wouldn’t say you’re a regular girl either, you’re definitely one of a kind my dear Lottie!”

Sure Wolf was flirting, but he meant it, she was pretty unique. Very adorable, and very fun to be around, Lottie was just a lovely girl. Wolf smiled at her putting his hands against his chins with kind of a dopey grin. You might as well say Wolf was under the spell of cute, and couldn’t help but be attracted to her.

She giggled, pleased as a peach by his compliment. Picking up the pitcher and a stack of cups, she sashayed over to the table. "I missed you too, darlin'," Lottie sighed, pouring the tea. "At least, I think I did. Ooh, I can't stand thinkin' about someone messin' around in my head an' tamperin' with my memories!" She plunked down a full glass of tea in front of Wolf with a little more force than was necessary, splashing some of the syrupy goodness on her hand. "Oh! Dang it!"

Lottie sighed, licking some of the tea off her fingers and scampering back to the kitchen to get a towel. "Why don't ya tell me what you've been up to, sugar?" she called over her shoulder, cleaning off the rest of the tea.

Lips dropped in a small pout as Wolf watched Lottie lick some of the sweet syrupy goodness off her fingers. To say that simple act pinged him was an understatement. He couldn’t up but give out a slight whimper as his tail straightened out and fluffed up instantly. Blushing, Wolf pretended that he was simply clearing his throat as he quickly covered his mouth and looked away from Lottie, oh look what lovely window shades. Cripes! Get yourself together Wolf! You want to be a gentleman for her, don’t you?!

Wolf scratched the side of his neck in a quick gruff, and turned around to face her again, relaxing himself a bit before he spoke. “Hm, well, I have been finding out information about this place and some of the creatures that reside here. Just, you know, trying to figure out what they are and where they come from an’ what not. Also I’ve got a roommate now, his name is Remus, he’s a real friendly kid. I’ll have to introduce you two sometime. I’m sure you two will like each other. Real big on tea you know,” Wolf said with a nod. He started to wonder if it’s ok to tell her that he was a wizard or for that matter a wolf like him.

"Oh, another friend? That's great! we all need to stick together, of course," she replied from the kitchen, making her way back to the table once she was sure she was presentable again. She sat down, patting at her blonde curls as she reached for her glass of tea. "I'm thinkin' I'll have to throw a party soon! Everyone likes a party, you know! Best way to get to know someone. You can bring Remus and I'm sure we'll get on like ants at a picnic!"

She took a long drink from her tea, sighing in contentment at its sugary goodness. "Have ya heard about any princes or anythin'? If I'm gonna be stuck here again, I'll just make the best of it!"

Edited 2011-05-05 20:06 (UTC)

Those two would get along splendidly, Wolf’s at least sure the Remus wouldn’t mind meeting his lady friend. He smiled up at Lottie and gave a nod in agreement, a party does sound like something good to have to lighten things up around here. It would help him get his mind off all the things that were bugging him. Wolf grinned, “Oh yes! That certainly would help liven things up around here. Grrrf, I’m sure Remus needs it as well as I do! I’ll let him know when you do.”

Wolf tilted his head, on mention of any princes around Paixao. He lifted his eyes in thought, “Hm, none that I know of,” that got him curious he looked back at Lottie, “Are you looking for one in particular?”

Lottie nodded, sitting back in her chair with her legs crossed, wiggling one dainty foot. "You bet I am!" She sighed wistfully, looking up into nothing as a fantasy overtook her. "I've always wanted ta be a princess! Fancy dresses, beautiful castles an' a handsome prince! Why, I've wanted it all my life!"

She blinked out of her daydream, taking a hearty swallow of tea. "An' I bet I have a much better chance of findin' a prince around here than back home."

Watching Lottie dream about true love was pleasant. Wolf gave a small smile and started to remember dear Virginia, she wasn’t a girl who indulged in the fairy tale legends for romance. Though he already convinced himself when he first saw her that she was his princess, but to his surprise she didn’t want him. It just wasn’t meant to be like Wolf thought it would be. The smile wavered as his eyes gazed over the sweet tea.

“Looking for your Prince Charming, hm?” Wolf said with a soft chuckle, “I’m sure you’ll find him soon enough, there’s no doubt that a wonderful girl like yourself is going to live happily ever after. If it can happen to lovely ladies such as Snow White or Cinderella. Then I’m sure it can happen to you.” He meant that sincerely placing his hand over Lottie’s in assurance. Wolf wasn’t quite so sure about himself really anymore, but he’s sure a girl like Lottie will find true love for sure. Probably will be luckier than him with his experience with that too.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Little Pink Riding Hood [Active]

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject