☆ Tenth Wish ☆ - [Accidental Video]

[bubblywishes]

[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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[concasse]

[Norma why are you fondling yourself over the journals. WHY.

... Not that Sanji is of the mind to insist you stop (hey, perverts gotta perv), at least until he makes sense of all that grumbling]

But Norma-chwan has such a lovely figure~!!

I will not apologize for this tag.

[bubblywishes]

[The sound Norma makes at yet another male presence coming upon this is a sort of choked out "hogeh" sound. Sanji might know it well. It's the song of his people.

But after that, she simply frowns and puts her hands over her chest - they're kind of an embarrassment right now, yep.]

Not that I don't completely agree with you, Curly, but a little more up top would be nice. I'm sure you understand. [You're a guy, of course you do. :|]

[concasse]

... Well... [Being the boob connoisseur that he is, Sanji can't deny this basic truth.

But he has a dilemma: agree with Norma and possibly make this iron-board of a girl feel worse, or deny her claims and look like a liar?]

... Y'know, no matter what I say, I've already lost this argument, have I?

[bubblywishes]

[Oh, Sanji. Norma snorts, laughing hard at her journal. Ah...wow, she didn't even mean to lay that trap, either. She was just making an honest statement! Though, now she is curious for a guy's opinion...hm. And this guy's not quite her type - easy on the eyes and a hell of a good cook, but not quite to her specific tastes.]

Hahhaha! Nah, you get a free pass this time, on me. [She winks, and pulls back to flop onto her bed, laying comfortably on the squishy pillows.] Be honest - how shrimpy do I look? Or how I look in general. ...On a scale of one to ten.

[Actually, she's starting to feel apprehensive about this...]

[concasse]

[Oh good, at least she laughed. Sanji relaxes, glad the girl isn't taking this so hard after all.

... Except she's asking a very, very touchy question. If there's one thing Sanji has learned over the years about the opposite sex, it's that any answers pertaining to the female figure need to be delivered with the utmost delicacy.]

I meant what I'd said, Norma-chan! You have a lovely figure~! Why would I give you anything less than a ten?

[bubblywishes]

Because I'd break both your legs? And possibly an arm.

[Again Norma laughs, clearly joking, but her smile is honest and pure, and even softens around the edges once her laughter fades some. That's really sweet...and he actually sounds genuinely sincere about his answer, too. Curly's really a nice guy, isn't he? He may seem kind of out there sometimes, but he's a good guy.]

Thanks. ...I really mean it. I guess I'm just getting impatient to grow up a little more, y'know? But if I'm still this good-looking right now, and got a sharp-dressed man to totally agree, I can't imaaaagine what the future's gonna hold~! More than a handful, I hope.

[concasse]

[Hey now, the arms are off-limits. How else will he create delicious cuisine for you to partake in?

Nevertheless, it's good to see her in better spirits. Sanji smirks at the "sharp-dressed man" part, too, clearly enjoying the attention to his wardrobe. He wears this shit for a reason.]

Don't worry, I know you'll be the envy of every lady with enough time~! Until then, why not kick back and enjoy yourself -- maaaah, not that Norma-chan needs help with that part.

[bubblywishes]

[You'll still have one. Gawd.

But awww, he's trying to cheer her up and it worked. She actually does feel a little bit better - it's nice having a guy actually compliment the way you look now and really mean it honestly. Even if Curly seems kind of...erm...yeah, he's not a bad guy underneath it all, is he? Nggh, these journals kind of stink - she'd give him a hug right now if they were actually talking.]

I'd enjoy some hot breakfast, if you guys're open. And some good company. [She's on cooking duty this morning, but screw it - Fenimore can do it. She needs COMFORT FOOD.] Aaaand I dunno anyone better at providing both!