Mar 26, 2024
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this man will forever have a special place in my heart <3
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WonderWorld Wednesday
My dudes
Wonderous Encounter
《Balan had found himself outside the realm of the magical theater. What can he do!?》
It was unlike the theater to be so... Alive today. Often closing doors and areas where our Maestro needed to go. It was becoming odd to Balan. Just what was going through the theater today?
Balan finishes feeding the Tim's, the fluffy creatures, as well as being quite different. They seemed more pushy and forward. Trying to get Balan out of Wonderworld.
The maestro only sighs at the creatures, allowing them to force him outside.
Stepping back into the real world. He caressed the wood walls of the theater gently with a smile. The theater made a soft creak in greeting, yet had a small grumble.
"My dear friend, what is the matter? You seem a bit sadder."
The theater becomes still and quiet, the few windows that were once closed start to open. As Tim's rush out from their places and start to crowd around Balan.
"What has gotten into you all?!" The Maestro shrieks, surprised by the opening doors to the theater as Balan is once again being pushed by the Tim's.
Stumbling and trying not to fall, Balan holds onto the handles of the doors. His smile became strained as he felt his fingers slipping.
Lance makes it through the crowd of Tim, a coy smile on his face.
"Lance! I believe this meeting is not by chance.."
The king of negati places a black tendril on Balan's shoulder.
"Good luck Balan."
Pushing the maestro away, Balan loses his grip. Falling onto the cement outside of the theater.
"This isn't funny, Lance!'' Balan yells, hurriedly trying to pry the doors open before a human could see him.
"It is for your own good, Balan. I will let you back in, in time..." The former maestro chuckled.
"You swine..!" Balan hissed, pulling even harder on the twin doors. "The theater will allow you inside before nighttime," Lance states. His voice faded away as the host of the theater could no longer feel his presence.
Stomping on his heel with a pout, the maestro heard a soft chirp as a wad of human cash was slipped beyond the doors.
Surprised at this, Balan bends down and picks it up, a small note attached to it.
A scribbled heart and what looked like a three-layered cake.
At this point, Balan could only chuckle for the absurdity of the situation. Tapping on the door, he bids the theater farewell as he goes to the nearest clothing store. Knowing his clothes would cause more attention than needed in his "day-out".
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Staring dully at the items of clothing you had folded and put away. You stretch your back, feeling your joints pop and scream at your lack of exercise. Ignoring the odd tingling sensations in your body, you gaze hopelessly at the outfit of your dreams.
The colors and fabric sway your judgment to not waste your paycheck. But knowing another brand was possibly selling even a replica made you frown.
A song of bells wakes you from your thoughts.
The clerk greeted the customer uncaringly. Yet you stare bug-eyed at them.
A tall, humanoid-like man adorn with a white top hat and a matching white suit with gold and red frills steps inside. The smile on their face reminded you of the "smile your on camera" sign hanging on the side of the room.
"Hello!" His voice booms loudly, the cheer very present in his tone.
"Hi... Sir..? W-what can I do for you?" The clerk asked, once seeing the tall man walk over to their station.
"I would like to try on an outfit."
"Of course." They reply and step away from behind the cashier counter. Pulling out a small key chain with a single key dangling on it.
You, on the other hand, couldn't keep your eyes away from the person who had walked in. You felt your heart racing and your cheeks flushing a darker color of your skin.
Shyly peeked at where the other patron went. You grab whatever clothes near you and with no wobbly knees. Follow after the two.
As soon as the new customer clicked the door shut to the dressing room. You arrived, the clerk smiled at you and unlocked another door for your changing room.
You thank them and close the door, hearing their footsteps walk away.
"Must I really change? Oh, that darn Lance is to blame!" The familiar voice of the stranger spoke loudly. Their tone very displeased with this "Lance" person.
"You okay over there?" You call out, fiddling with the top of your clothes, removing them as you hobbled on your feet.
"Ah yes! I'm fine, I just need to unwind."
"Really?" You ask, patting down the new outfit as you twist and turn in the mirror. Noticing it hugged your curves and aera nicely.
"Yes!''
"Okay, uhmm.." You trail off, not knowing their name.
Your words grabbed their attention as they introduce themselves.
"B.. Balan, call me Balan."
You nodded your head but forgot they couldn't see you.
"(Y/N)." You answer back, now more focused on the mirror in front of you.
You hum at your appearance, not bad... But not the look you were going for? You were unsure...
"Aughh, I dunno, I dunno!"
"What is amiss, my friend? You seem distressed?"
The stranger calls back to you, oops, maybe you were too loud.
"I'm just not, loving, this outfit. It fits and looks nice, but I just don't know.." You whined, checking the price tag, your lips turning up at the suitable price.
"Okay, now my opinion is a bit swayed." You answer, hearing Balan chuckle at your antics. "I see!"
"What about you?" You asked, carefully taking off the outfit so you don't ruin it before buying.
"Hmm, alas, but even I.. Perhaps, would you mind if I asked?"
"Oh! Yeah, sure!" You reply, happy that your normal clothes were back on.
Once out of the changing room, you hold the clothes close to your chest. Waiting for your "changing room buddy" to come out.
The clerk returns to check up on both of ya'll. You tell her you were fine, just waiting for your... Friend?
Suddenly, the door of where the new customer opens up.
You weren't expecting a tall, green-haired man with golden-yellow eyes staring at you in shock as well.
Balan wore a simple button-up shirt with a dark blue vest and dark long pants. His heeled boots are mostly covered.
The clerk compliments him kindly before heading back to the register.
But you stand in place like a love sick puppy.
"Hehe, do you like my appearance? It seems like it made you incoherent."
He giggled, finding your features rather charming and intriguing.
"You're gorgeous." You state, not once regretting your words as the man stared at you in wonderment.
"You, my dear, make me breathless." The stranger breathes out, their smile causing butterflies in your stomach.
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[Happy anniversary 2nd everyone! Sorry if this seems a bit rushed, I just wanted to write for this loveable guy! I would of wrote for Lance too but I'm on a time crunch! Thank you! Reblogs and hearts are appreciated.]
Happy Balan Day! Thank you Kenichi Suzumura for bringing our lovely Maestro to life~!! 🎩🧡✨✨
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