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@charmingsecretary​  THE BELLES

My Melody had been watching the Winter Belles, waiting for a chance to approach them when they weren’t busy singing or getting ready to do so. Being as small as she was, and with no current way to travel quickly, she had to time her approach perfectly. After looking both ways across the street, she dashed towards the group as fast as she could. Once she was safely out of the road, she placed her hands on her knees to catch her breath. 

“Oh boy...not having my parasol’s powers fully unlocked is such a bother...!” She wiped a bit of sweat off of her forehead and thne looked up, only to find that the group had again begun to move once more. “AHH! Yaaan! Wait!! Just wait a moment pleaaase!”

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@ashes-of-omelas  ICY KOI VIEWING

“Weee~!” Being small and light did have it’s perks. Sliding across the ice was much more fun when you could do it so easily. Forget viewing the koi, My Melody just wanted to slide around and play with the physics of it all. Though, being the absentminded little girl that she was, she'd hardly been paying attention to the people around her. She’d bump into them and keep on sliding. Though, no one seemed to care, because she was so small-- lucky for her.

She took out her parasol and began to pretend that she was a famous ice skater. Twirling around, using the parasol as a ‘fancy’ tool to make herself look more extravagant in her turns and loops. Then suddenly, all of the skating and looping was cut short when she finally bumped into someone that halted her movements instead of keeping her sliding along. “Yaan...” She fell back onto her behind, then shook her head before looking up at-- oh! “Hello mister Lothric, Lorian!  ...Ah, omigosh... My Melo didn’t hurt you did she?” 

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@seizonka   SNOW FUN ALLOWED

Peeking over from a tiny snow bank she constructed by herself, My Melody was preparing for an attack on unsuspecting passerby's. “You can’t escape My Melo’s precise attack. She’s been practicing her new ‘death snowball’.” She seemed oddly serious about the entire thing, but once she actually threw the snowball, it fell flat. Literally. Either she was too weak to throw it, or the throw itself had been poor in execution. 

“Yaaan....throwing snowballs is harder than I thought.” It was a fun try, but she’d rather be making snowmen instead.