bubblywishes | ☆ Tenth Wish ☆

[It's early. Too early. Norma groans as the sunlight from outside hits her smack in the face, and she squeezes her eyes shut as she curls up in her bed, putting a pillow over her head to block the light. Ugh...no...not yet! Go away, sun, she still wants to sleep in for a few more hours! It's too early to get up on a Saturday morning. Yet, even at Norma's best, she cannot beat the blazing sun and grunts as she sits up in bed, grumbling and flinging the blankets off herself. Unknown to the young teenager, she actually left her journal on her bed last night, and the action of swinging her sheets off knocks the journal against the wall, having it fall open and immediately start recording. It's a shame she's still half asleep right now, too, otherwise she would have actually noticed that happening. Oh well.

Norma sniffs, climbing out of bed and scratching her untidy bedhead, looking properly frazzled after a long, wondrous night of sleep. If only she could still be within its majestic arms... Whatever, maybe she'll take a nap today, after lunch or something. As she contemplates such things, and heads toward the bathroom to wash up, she stops in front of her mirror, staring at her reflection.]

Mmh... [Shifting positions, Norma raises a brow and puffs out her lower lip.] Huuh...oooh... [And after taking a step closer to the mirror, she smooths down the front of her shirt, running her hands over her chest, watching her reflection and how her little breasts just barely peek out from the tightened material. Norma sighs, then lets the shirt go and grumbles angrily.]

Another year...and no progress at all. Come on, you guys! We're gonna have some serious issues here pretty soon. I mean, I feed you, I water you, I'm even talking to you right now! The least you could give me back is a few inches! I'm not talking G-Girl level, but get real! This [Yeah, she's pretty much grabbing her boobs right now, glaring at her reflection.] is not okay. You guys gotta get a move on, I mean it. I'm not gonna wait around forever. You've got til next year to grow at least three inches, got it? Three inches or we're over.

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[Surprise her, huh? Well, Norma will be waiting and ready for that surprise. The day she wakes up with boobs at least around the size of Chloe's, she will skip around the enclosure singing.]

Well, I guess not so much a big deal...but it's still annoying, y'know?! I mean, most of my friends, and the girls I see back home - and even around here, too! - are all looking good and have a least a decent handful. I've just got little paperweights here; mosquito bites, actually.

Yes, I can see why that is a concern. But I'm sure there are other girls who are just as small if not smaller.

[But she'll understand if you find that hard to believe]

Well...

[Norma's head bows a little, and a crazed looking grin spreads on her lips, from which a quiet cackle escapes. Oh, yes, she is aware there are those less fortunate than even she. And she just so happens to dislike one of them. One of them that she is talking to right now. Heh...heeeehhehehehee.]

I do know one.

[Shout-out to you, Ms. Tatlin.]

Oh? Judging from that expression you must be close.

[close friends or close enemies. Sometimes where someone falls on the line is difficult to tell]

If by "close" you mean the undying urge to want to kick 'er in that big ol' melon head and possibly strange her with her own babyish pigtails, then...mmm~! Yeah, I'd say we're real close.

[Welp, that should answer the friends or enemies question pretty well, yep.]

It seems you are. Rivals can become friends if they aren't careful.

[It's never that simple]

[That there was a rather loud burst of laughter, whoops. Hopefully she didn't wake anyone.]

That ankle-biter's not even close to being what I'd consider a rival. No way. She's decades behind me in every little thing - looks, talent, intellect....haah~! It's so hard being this successful! Really and truly, I don't know how I do it. All I need is a good upper body, yet I'm still loved by all regardless. Oh, to be me. To be me...!

Oh, I don't know. Perhaps she will come to surprise you.

The only surprising thing about that half pint is that she's not half bad with her ere--uh...magic... Phone arts or whatever she called it. [Fonic artes, Norma.] Whatever. She can't hold a candle to the things I can do, but it's still not bad for a little kid.

Though the day she really surprises me is the day I throw myself headfirst into the lake. Ker-splash.

What can you do? I'm all ears.

[And several more ears will appear on either side of Robin's face]

Well, for one thing my magic's used differently than hers - it's called eres, which is a term stemming fro--

[WHAT.

W H A T.]

[SCREAMING AND FLAILING AND XHVJDHF--falling off the bed, whoops. Thump.]

WHAT THE HECK'S WRONG WITH YOUR FACE?!

Hmmmm? Not a thing. Please, go on.

[And the ears will wiggle at you]

[LOLNOPE.

Norma's just going to sit here and kinda just...gawk.

Like a fish.

Blub.]

[The ears disappear in a shower of pink petals that quickly fade and she continues to regard the girl seriously]

Is there something wrong?

...I think I just hallucinated.

[No. No, she did not. Norma knows she did not, but she has no other way to explain what the hell she just saw. And, frankly, she's happy not to even think about it. That was horrifying.]

No. It is merely me. [she'll show her a pinwheel fluer to show that, indeed, she was not hallucinating at all]

I've heard it's disturbing.

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