"I do apologise for any inconvenience in storing it, Ouma-san, but I would like to offer you a gift." Turning aside with a flourish, Sonia presented... a Shetland pony. She bought Ouma a pony for his birthday. "Happy birthday. Do you like it? He does not have a name as of yet." | @regicidism | ouma’s birthday bash!
❝ sonia-chaaaan, we’ve been walking for hours. is this how you treat your beloved subjects ? how cruel of you ! ‘ as a matter of fact, it had only been ten minutes, but you’ll take any opportunity to talk smack about the monarchy. the idea of being born into power makes you sick to your stomach. you may be the ultimate supreme leader, but at least you earned the title fair & square.
after what actually seemed like hours, you come across a great barn looming above you. head tilts in curiosity as your mouth stretches into a malicious grin. ❝ so it’s in here, eh ? what surprise do you have in store, sonia-chan ? is it a royal banquet for yours truly ? oh ! or do you have some poisoned wine ? well joke’s on you, i’m immune to all poisons in existence ! ‘
she turns your back to you as she opens the door with a loud creak. of course she would. is this how the princess of novoselic reveals her true intentions ? but as she turns around, your assumptions fly out the window.
❝ no. freaking. way, ‘ the smile that splits your face wide open gleams with childlike excitement in the setting sun. did she really just... get you a pony ? you blink, & sure enough, it’s still there, nickering softly in your direction. any harshness in your expression slips away like a thief in the night as you gently lay a hand on his soft, pink nose. you have to hand this one to sonia-chan –– she sure knows your aesthetics to a tee. but there’s one little thing missing...
whipping out a checkered bandana from your pocket, you tie it around the leather reins with a dramatic flourish. ❝ alright sir twinkle feet, welcome to dice ! ‘ oh, raiding the local 7/11 was going to be so much more fun !
