The Fluffy Unicorn

[sr-fluffy-unicorn]

sr-drunken-soldier:

“M’supposed to be a drunken soldier.” The man pointed at the uniform, grinning as he raised  glass at the other person. “Gimme another glass or ten, and I’ll be proper drunken. Promise yer that much.” He down his drink, then. “And then another ten, and I’ll strip the uniform down.”

“Well which one is it?” The Unicorn asked, eyes wide, “One or ten? Because that is quite a large difference. And I would like to know just how long I’m going to have to wait for the promised show.” 

[sr-fluffy-unicorn]

sr-flashy-bullfighter:

The bullfighter found that hard to believe but he simply shook his head in amusement. “As long as you’re comfortable,” he said smoothly, throwing his cape over his shoulder dramatically, a smirk on his face.

He chuckled at her comment. “Perhaps instead of thinking of specifics, just think about how people make you feel,” he pointed out. “I don’t think the charm can take that.” He shook his head. “It’s too early for sentimentality.” The bullfighter took another sip of his drink. “Yes, but I don’t think the point of this event was so we could simply talk about how mysterious we find it,” he pointed out.

“Very dramatic,” she said with a smile, referring to the cape flip. “Is that why you chose this costume? For the flair of it all?”

“No, you are probably right. And at least I can still think their names, even if I can’t actually say them. They’re all here somewhere, unless they’ve already left. But I don’t think they would, or not when the bar is so well stocked anyway.” She smiled, because he was probably right. But she quite enjoyed sentimentality. “You don’t? Well why on earth did they bother then? But it’s alright. I won’t bore you with my conspiracy theories.” 

[sr-fluffy-unicorn]

sr-charming-devil:

“A Pegacorn,” he repeated like he couldn’t quite believe what he was hearing. It was a ridiculous costume, but he had to admit she looked cute. Pity he wasn’t interested in cute. “And what do you suppose I am?”

“Yes. Like a unicorn, but with wings?” she said, thinking that he hadn’t understood and not that he was skeptical. “Horns, suit. You’re either a very well dressed , or you’re a devil. Pity that knowing if you’ve gone all out with cloven feet wouldn’t help much. You don’t have any goat ears tucked away in there, do you?” she asked, peering up at his hair. 

[sr-fluffy-unicorn]

sr-charismatic-cowboy:

Another man might have hung his head in embarrassment but the Cowboy was not another man. He chuckled at the unicorn’s giggle and took a sip from his flask. “Accurate, but my delivery could use some work,” he quipped. “It’s quite odd, because I’m sure I would have remembered someone as beautiful as you,” he said. Even in her strange costume.

“No, it was good. Truly. I am just a little slow on the uptake this evening. I’m going to blame it on the cocktails, if that’s alright with you?”

“Oh, stop it,” she said with a wave of her hand. “Though I’m afraid I can’t say the same. I don’t think I know anyone so charming.” 

[sr-fluffy-unicorn]

sr-hellbound-hades:

“I could agree with you” Hades answered the tiny brunette, “But I still think for a masquerade they should have gone less cliche and more dramatic” he explained, before glancing her costume over. She was dressed as a….unicorn? It was a odd but he respected it because unlike the other ladies who had approached him this evening she didn’t seem well….desperate. 

“I do not spend a lot of time in my closet, I just naturally look this good” Hades joked with a laugh, “How about you? Did it take you long to figure out your costume?”

“You are probably correct. I think most of the budget probably went into this charm, but at least they had the good sense to splurge on the alcohol too. I couldn’t stand it if we were stuck on beer and house wine instead.” She pulled a face at the idea. She’d be lost without her espresso martinis. 

“Really? I’m surprised I don’t recognise you then. Even with this charm I should surely remember such a handsome face,” she said with lighthearted intent. It never hurt to compliment others. “Only a little while. It made me happy when I found it so I decided to wear it. Though I’ve almost twisted my ankle twice already. I should have worn more sensible shoes and not these... stilts.”

[sr-fluffy-unicorn]

sr-charismatic-cowboy:

The Cowboy walked into the masquerade with a jovial smile on his face. He ran his hand along his jawline, his fingers catching on the beard he’d grown especially for this event. Not that it mattered now. Though he supposed he shouldn’t be so upset about it for it wasn’t as if he got out enough anyway. He might as well have some fun this evening. The line at the bar was not one he wanted to traverse at this time and he pulled a flask out of his flannel pocket, opening it and taking a sip. “Two men walk into a bar,” he began, speaking to the person beside him. “Only to get there and realize they’ve no idea who the other is.” The Cowboy cringed. 

“Sorry, that was an awful joke,” he laughed. “Sounded better in my head.”

The Unicorn had not realised that the joke was over, and was still waiting for a punch line when the man announced how awful the joke had been. She offered him a belated giggle before she shook his head, “No, no! It was funny. And entirely accurate. If it makes you feel better, I don’t believe that anyone knows who anybody is. It’s bizarre!” 

[sr-fluffy-unicorn]

sr-flashy-bullfighter:

He smiled, his eyes moving down to see how high the heels were. That was higher than he’d seen in some time. The bullfighter shook his head. “Those look painful,” he said with a smile on his face. Taking another long pull on his drink, he allowed himself to take another look at the woman in front of him. She had clearly gone for something fun, something cute, instead of a costume that was sexy or elegant like many others in the room. He rather liked it when someone did what they wanted rather than what was expected.

“I don’t know that I’d say thrilling,” he countered with a smile. “But it’s certainly a different experience than what I’m used to.”

“These? No. They’re not too bad. Besides, I’m used to them and there are a great many charms for making them comfortable also.” She flashed him a bridge smile, unconcerned that high heels and a glorified onesie might be a somewhat odd combination for most people, but she felt happy enough with what she was wearing. 

“Well I like it. It’s so mysterious. Whoever came up with the charm must be very clever. The more I try to think about anybody I know, the less sure I am that I know anything about them at all.”

[sr-fluffy-unicorn]

sr-flashy-bullfighter:

The Bullfighter did not like the feeling of being without his mental faculties, of having forgotten who he’d come with. The thought itself was frightening to some degree - he idly wondered if those married couples who had come together had forgotten the other for the evening or if they’d simply thought the other had come at a different time. But this event was supposed to be fun, a time for merriment, and so the Bullfighter kept a smile on his face as he mingled throughout the event. 

He did not do well in social situations where he knew no one. Except that wasn’t quite true, was it? He knew a lot of people here - he just didn’t know who they were. Even so, the thought was maddening and he sipped at his drink as he surveyed the room. He had just turned to the other side when he bumped into someone. “I apologize,” he said with a smile on his face as his free arm went out to steady the other individual. “I am clearly more careless when I don’t know a soul.” A quip that would have been much more appreciated had the other individual known who he was. 

“Oh no! It’s alright. I wasn’t watching where I was going,” the unicorn said with a smile, happy to be steadied on her tottering heels. And it was the truth. There were so many things to look at and take in. The costumes were, on the whole, amazing. There was so much colour and creativity, with every other look showing something new. How could she be expected to keep track of where her feet were going in a room like that? 

“It’s thrilling, don’t you think? Not knowing anyone? You could just bump into someone you knew and never even realise.”

[sr-fluffy-unicorn]

sr-charming-devil:

Swaggering through the party glass in hand, the Charming Devil couldn’t be less concerned that he had no idea who anyone was. Dressed in black from head to toe, aside from the gleaming gold-looking horns atop his head, his costume was more understated that the red devil he had already seen parading about the place. He was out for a good time, and nothing, not even the total anonymity of the situation, was going to stop him. He would probably enjoy the party more because of it. 

“And what are you supposed to be?” he asked the person in front of him. 

“A unicorn,” the girl said with a bright smile. “Well, a Pegacorn, actually. Because I have a horn and wings?” She half turned to show the man what she mean. “I already know what you are, of course. It’s fairly obvious.”

[sr-fluffy-unicorn]

sr-hellbound-hades:

“Dull, this party is horribly dull” Hades remarked as he took a sip from a glass of darkness. “Whomever thought floating candles and pumpkins were original decor should be fired, or killed. It’s a pity they skimped on quality decorations”. 

Swirling his drink around Hades eyes left the whirlpool of alcohol and soda to find his companion leaning against the far wall alongside him, “Next year I think I’d rather stay home and re-wallpaper my closet, it would be a much better use of my very important time”.

“Do you think so?”the fluffy unicorn asked. She was having a wonderful time, even though she had no idea who was whom and where her friends were. It made the evening so much more magical. “Maybe it’s not meant to be original? They are classics for a reason, after all.” 

“Do you spend a lot of time in your closet?”

[jonathantaylorthomas]

[pastelgrande]