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I looked in the full-length vanity mirror before me. It was perfect. My hair and make-up had turned out just as I had wanted it to, and my dress fit me in just the right way.
Yep, you read that right. I said dress.
The flock and I had all decided to go out for a night in the town, and just have some fun for once in a (long) while.
I had gone out and bought myself a dress for the occasion, (okay, okay, more like I threatened the store manager for the dress, but it was on the clearance rack!), went out to get my hair and make-up done, (okay, more threatening, but it was for a good cause!), and now I stood in front of the vanity mirror, admiring myself. I could clean up pretty well.
The dress was short and tight, but not too tight, purple and sparkly with a large black belt around the waist. Very not my style, especially with the high heels I got with it, but I wasn’t doing this for myself. No, I wasn’t doing any of it for myself or anyone else. Anyone…except Fang.
Fang and I had agreed to “see each other”, but to make sure it did not get in the way of taking care of the flock, or little time-to-time errands (such as grocery shopping and saving the world).
But, in a very unlike me way, I had felt ashamed of myself most of the time since Fang and I started seeing each other. I was suddenly self-conscience of the fact that I was, quite frankly, most of the time very dirty. You spend so much time in the wild trying to save the world, and you tend to get a little dirty. I had never noticed it much before, but now I felt bashful every time Fang came in for a hug or a kiss, afraid my grime would scare him off.
Tonight, that was going to change. I was going to be the girlfriend Fang would be proud of. He would beam with pleasure as he introduced me to everyone he found. I was so caught up with my fantasy; I hardly noticed when Fang walked in.
“Oh!” I cried, and nearly fell on my high heels. Nice first impression.
Fang looked me up and down and said, “What’s the occasion?”
I frowned. “Don’t you like it?” I asked.
“Like it?” he sounded amused, “I love it. Turn around.”
I did a little spin for him, turning to face the mirror again.
Fang walked up behind me and slipped his hands on my hips. He rested his head on my shoulder, looking at my reflection with me. “I had better watch it. No man is going to be able to resist putting his hands on you tonight. Good thing Iggy can’t see.”
I turned to face Fang, pulling myself into his arms. “Don’t worry,” I whispered, my face inches from his, “I’ll stay nice and close to you. Nobody will mess with you.”
He chuckled, then closed the space between us with a kiss. It was short, and I savored the sweet taste of his lips on mine.
I sighed as we pulled apart. “We should get going.”
Yep, you read that right. I said dress.
The flock and I had all decided to go out for a night in the town, and just have some fun for once in a (long) while.
I had gone out and bought myself a dress for the occasion, (okay, okay, more like I threatened the store manager for the dress, but it was on the clearance rack!), went out to get my hair and make-up done, (okay, more threatening, but it was for a good cause!), and now I stood in front of the vanity mirror, admiring myself. I could clean up pretty well.
The dress was short and tight, but not too tight, purple and sparkly with a large black belt around the waist. Very not my style, especially with the high heels I got with it, but I wasn’t doing this for myself. No, I wasn’t doing any of it for myself or anyone else. Anyone…except Fang.
Fang and I had agreed to “see each other”, but to make sure it did not get in the way of taking care of the flock, or little time-to-time errands (such as grocery shopping and saving the world).
But, in a very unlike me way, I had felt ashamed of myself most of the time since Fang and I started seeing each other. I was suddenly self-conscience of the fact that I was, quite frankly, most of the time very dirty. You spend so much time in the wild trying to save the world, and you tend to get a little dirty. I had never noticed it much before, but now I felt bashful every time Fang came in for a hug or a kiss, afraid my grime would scare him off.
Tonight, that was going to change. I was going to be the girlfriend Fang would be proud of. He would beam with pleasure as he introduced me to everyone he found. I was so caught up with my fantasy; I hardly noticed when Fang walked in.
“Oh!” I cried, and nearly fell on my high heels. Nice first impression.
Fang looked me up and down and said, “What’s the occasion?”
I frowned. “Don’t you like it?” I asked.
“Like it?” he sounded amused, “I love it. Turn around.”
I did a little spin for him, turning to face the mirror again.
Fang walked up behind me and slipped his hands on my hips. He rested his head on my shoulder, looking at my reflection with me. “I had better watch it. No man is going to be able to resist putting his hands on you tonight. Good thing Iggy can’t see.”
I turned to face Fang, pulling myself into his arms. “Don’t worry,” I whispered, my face inches from his, “I’ll stay nice and close to you. Nobody will mess with you.”
He chuckled, then closed the space between us with a kiss. It was short, and I savored the sweet taste of his lips on mine.
I sighed as we pulled apart. “We should get going.”
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