Title:           Mothvillage 38
Author:          BreakfastAnon
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First Edit:      Friday 26th of December 2014 05:04:30 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Last edit on: Friday 26th of December 2014 05:39:15 PM CDT

>You are Shimmer Light.
>This... is somewhat painful.
>Meisa has been putting different articles of clothing on you for well over an hour.
>They all look really good, as far as you can tell.
>She shakes her head and throws them into a corner.
>... You just don't understand fashion.
>Still, it's for Hexferry, so you'll endure it.
>"I truly wish Hexferry had come to me for her dress as well."
>Meisa doesn't stop working but looks at you with a knowing smile.
>"Your dresses would've matched beautifully."
>... This is another part of why you don't want to be here right now.
>When you and Hexferry met with Meisa that night, Meisa said nothing of... you two... together...
>However, when you came in this morning for the main dressmaking portion, she hasn't stopped congratulating you for getting with Hexferry.
>You still don't exactly know how to correct her.
>... Mainly because she's somewhat right.
>"Shimmer, dear, you must help me with my dressmaking; you don't fidget at all! We could achieve true greatness working together."
>Her voice was lauding and calming.
>"... I'm sure Hexferry would like to see you as well."
> Forget it. You have to dispel this before you start showing any sign of a reaction.
>... What will you say?
>"Feel free to tell me if I'm prying too far; how did you two become a... pair? Which one asked?"
>... Those aren't formatted in a way you like.
>Well, you'll have to go along.
"... I asked her... to the festival."
>She gasps and stops working.
>"Why, Shimmer, I'm so proud of you!"
"... Why?"
>Meisa blinks a few times.
>The question obviously got through her thought of the situation.
>"Well, asking someone to such an event requires a lot of courage. The Festival of Hearts is especially known for its effect on couples, and how it brings them closer together."
 
>... Oh no.
>Does she honestly believe you're going as a couple... romantically?
>This is going to be... interesting...
"We... are going as friends."
>... The room is silent.
>Meisa's eyes are wide from... shock?
>She certainly wasn't expecting that answer.
>"O-oh! I'm so sorry, I thought you two were..."
>She looks away from you.
>How unusually tactless of her.
>... Maybe she just lets her guard down around you.
>That means she trusts you enough to be casual around you.
>... You can't just betray her like this.
>While you two aren't "together", you'd still like to be.
>If only you could vocalize it...
>"I suppose I'll be both honest and forward with you. Did you give her that card?"
"... No."
>Her ears droop slightly.
>"Why not?"
"Because I picked it up off the ground... and threw it away."
>... Meisa seems to be dumbfounded by the simplicity of your answer, yet how different it is from the answer she had.
>"Oh, I see..."
>She takes a more proper posture.
>"I apologize for jumping to such a conclusion. It was wrong of me to assume that of you; I hope you will forgive me."
>... No you feel bad.
>Her conclusion was almost a reality, but you were too scared to make it happen.
>Well, at least you know Meisa will support you when you do...
>If you do...
>You feel your face get slightly warmer.
"Don't... be sorry. It made sense, given the... context."
>She smiles lightly as gets back to work.
>... Now you're thinking of Hexferry.
>Mainly how you're going to eventually... someday... actually ask her...
>This room is really hot and breathing is difficult.
>...
>You stayed with Meisa the rest of the day, helping her make your dress.
>Well, you were really only an assistant.
>She asked you the get things out of her reach and try things on.
 
>That's it, really.
>... You're fairly certain you accidentally gave away how much this means to you at some point, because Meisa seems like she knows something... major.
>She probably won't ask again, but you trust she's perceptive enough to only make the same mistake twice if she's absolutely certain it isn't a mistake at all.
>... Basically, she knows but she won't tell you.
>Luckily, you don't fear Meisa. She's incredibly nice and she'd never tease you like Caramel teases Hexferry.
>... Unless it's absolutely true.
>You don't know if she'd tease you in that circumstance.
>You deserve it. You're technically going behind her back and kind of lied to her face.
>Well, you twisted the words and the meanings. You never actually lied, but...
>... Anyway...
>Her entire process was very hard to describe, but the dress is complete.
>It's like your skirts, but it's obviously longer (because it's a dress), and it has more frills.
>The part covering your body has a few frills as well, but it doesn't cover your chest fluff.
>It's color palette seems... familiar...
>Golden yellow and a gold-like orange.
>Those aren't perfect descriptions of them, but you aren't very good with colors.
>They compliment your mane and coat pretty well, so there's nothing to really make you suspicious.
>Still, something about it...
>"Do you like it?"
>You nod.
"It's... beautiful."
>With that, Meisa gives you several tips on proper care for it and a bottle of... unmarked perfume?
>"Lightly apply it before leaving. Don't use it before then; there might not be enough."
>With that, you pay for the dress and take it, as well as the perfume, back to your home.
>Now, you wait.
>... Just three more days...