// btw, askvaudevillians, Iβm also the mod behind @fifteensecs (aka Curtain Call/Scooter); Iβm on the fence about turning this Sassy blog into a joint Sassy & Curtain Call ask/RP blog! Iβd make a new blog, but Iβm not active enough to make such a commitment. Therefore, Iβm still sticking with this one.
βHi!β Sassy jerked around and spotted the brothers with a bright smile, approaching the hug. βIβve missed youse!β she gave them a stronger squeeze and each a peck on the cheek.Β
βWhy, Bonely,β she stared deeply into his beautiful blue eyes, which she had never seen before; she studied his new, softer look, blushing like crazy. βIs that you...in the flesh?! Where did ya get those big peepers? And the new silk coat (referring to his complexion)? And the polished new hair? Stanly, dear, ya havenβt changed one itty-bitty bit! Ya look handsome as always!β She complimented with enthusiasm.Β She would be lying if she said she was not smitten with his colorfulΒ glow up.
The flapperβs turned toward Salem, too,Β smiling warmly. She still thought of him as handsome, too.
βIβve been swell, thank you! Always pursuinβ fun for myself anβ enjoyinβ what life has tβ offer!β (Simply just exercising her newfound liberties in everyday life in the progressiveΒ Roaring Whinnying Twenties!)Β
Hot Wit: Like you, Sparky, our minds were maladjusted, I mean shaped by science fiction too.
Firstwit: Heβs right. I mean, take me, for example. I dreamed of being the first pony to travel to the moon, but the once-banished Princess Luna beat me to it by 1,000 years.
Poorwit: I dreamed of falling for a beautiful Martian princess worth fighting for, but like my luck with romance, my luck with science fiction was just as bad.
Witty: And I dreamed of living in a technologically advanced city where I could meet a cute filly from an underground society. You know, in a way, I already am and already did!
Poorwit: [sighs] Some Wits have all the luck.