43rd Draw = Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weeny Troublemaking Little Chibi [Open Action]

[selphie_t]

[ooc: Forwarded dated to tomorrow morning because argh, I'll be away from the comp like... all day. D:]

[Anywho, Selphie's feeling a bit odd today. More than a bit odd though. She got up at the usual time and her bed felt... bigger than usual. After rubbing the sleep out of her eyes, Selphie sees her feet. Those little tiny feet which leads to seeing the little tiny hands which leads to... jumping on the bed. She'll be cheering as the mattress creaks like it's nobody's business before she lands on the floor with a loud thud.

Eventually... she'll go running amock in the house in a shirt that's much too big for her tiny frame before finding the kitchen. If certain people in the house listen closely, things are crashing and banging in the kitchen but nothing's breaking --

Spoke too soon. There goes a plate or two.

Before too much longer, Selphie discovers the front door and after putting on a pair of boots that are much too big for her, she yells excitedly before jumping into a pile of snow and giggling like the six-year-old she's turned into, she'll start making snow angels before wandering onto the path to make her way into town.

The question is, where do you run into Selphie?]

Comments

[falenandaawn.livejournal.com]

[And Frey's running around in a tunic that is now long enough to trail after him on the ground and make a mess, tripping him up every so often. He really couldn't care much about that, though. Snowwwwwww.]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Target acquired.

Selphie scoops up a ball of snow and tosses it at Frey before running away like the pint-sized terror that she is.]

[falenandaawn.livejournal.com]

[He was just playing in the snow when-

!!! Aww, he's all wet. but this looks like fun! Scooping up some snow and chasing you.] heheh!

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Selphie runs behind a tree and starts making another snowball.]

Hehehe!

[falenandaawn.livejournal.com]

[Running after her and tossing a snowball that half crumbles midair. Hey, he's new at this.]

[cladinthedark.livejournal.com]

[He's not Theodore yet but let's give Golbez some practice in herding small children anyway, shall we? He's tromping along through the snow, with absolutely no idea what's about to happen to him.]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[One snowball to the helmet is going to happen and then, Selphie's going to run away but fail miserably as she falls face first into the snow but giggles gleefully. This is how much she loves the snow.]

[cladinthedark.livejournal.com]

[It hits him with a soft "paff" and Golbez turns in the direction the ball came from...

What the heck is he seeing? Coming your way now Selphie.]

Just wait until he sees the kitchen. XD

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[What you see is a little kid in a t-shirt way too big for her, rolling around in the snow.]

/puts him in an apron

[cladinthedark.livejournal.com]

[A very familiar little kid, at that. He reaches out and plucks her up, holding her effortlessly in one hand.]

Selphie?

[whtmagprodigy.livejournal.com]

[There's a girl running around out there in the cold!

Selphie, you might notice another brown haired girl in far too many layers of clothing chasing you around, waving a scarf at you]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Porom, you just might have to yell at her because Selphie is too busy having fun in the snow to pay attention. ADHD? She has it.]

[whtmagprodigy.livejournal.com]

[Porom gives chase for a while before casting haste on herself to catch up and grabbing the back of Selphie's dress.]

You need to dress up warmer! You're going to get a cold...

pickle, go back to sleep. :|

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Grabbing the back of Selphie's "dress" has her shouting a startled yelp before promptly falling face first into the snow. Spluttering snow, Selphie pouts at the other girl.]

Am not! Imma big girl and you're a poophead. [CHILDISH INSULTS? NEVER.]

b-but I only just got my internet back ;-;

[whtmagprodigy.livejournal.com]

[Aha! An openning! Porom uses the childish insults as an opportunity to pull a wooly hat onto Selphie's head.]

The elder says children who call names get stolen by monsters. You shouldn't do that.

[green-eye-owl.livejournal.com]

[Look kind of small today, Cheerful Girl. There's a very large white owl that comes to land across from you in the snow, staring with frank curiosity.]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[That's because she's six and you're an owl, Ginko. But she beams at the creature and waves cheerfully.]

[green-eye-owl.livejournal.com]

[....you would wave at an owl, huh? He makes a clicking sound in response, and tips his head to the side.]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[She certainly did! She mimicks the flicking before rolling a ball of snow toward Ginko.]

/crawls off Thanksgivingaitus

[green-eye-owl.livejournal.com]

[......

takes a hop closer to it. Not really certain where small child is going with this. But he nudges it curiously, with his head.]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[Paprika is walking around the village in the human flesh, thanks to an AU switch up, to get some soup from the grocery store and notices Selphie walking about.

Not going to say anything to her though, because AU!Paprika doesn't adore kids!]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Well BOO to that! Spotting Paprika, Selphie follows her into the grocery store.]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[Not catching on to Selphie yet, Paprika walks into the store looking for some good instant mixes.]

[boomchucka.livejournal.com]

[Selphie follows a little more closely now that they're inside the store.]

sorry for the late.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[At some point Paprika stops. She doesn't move for a few moments, but afterward turns to the racks and looks at the different mixes.]

Chicken or Tomato...