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Post by Tinkerbell on Mar 17, 2009 21:04:33 GMT -5
Tink was hungry. She'd barely had anything to eat since she got here, which wasn't that long ago, but she was still hungry. It had taken her a little while to find a place to eat. When she finally found somewhere, her stomach was grumbling loud enough to be heard. It was really very embarrassing, and she could only hope the people around her could understand.
The cafe was a sit yourself type place, so she flew over to the counter and sat there, waiting for someone to take her order. While she sat and waited, she looked around, noticing how big all the food was. Even though she knew other fairies were here because she'd met Vidia, she still wondered if this place would be able to fill her order. She was so small, and the food was so big.
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Post by ahriyelle on Mar 17, 2009 21:58:53 GMT -5
“Rajah…You’ve just eaten! You wouldn’t want to eat again, would you?”
Jasmine turned to the tiger, who growled at her , as if to say, “Yes.” Her eyes gazed at her tiger lovingly, Rajah has always been big on the appetite but today, was highly unusual. He’d just had his meal, a large one at that, fit for a king, or maybe a sultan. Though, the sultan of Agrabah, her father, didn’t really eat as much as Rajah. She smiled, glancing down the streets.
Hmm..
Lets see…
How about the Disney Café?
Sighing to herself, the Arab walk in through the doors, to find herself in accompaniment of so many beings, talking in foreign languages, it made her dizzy. Her eyes fell onto a particular seat, at the counter, which seemed to be empty, as she plopped on it. She turned slightly, to eye the rest of the customers in the café. Those hazel eyes started to skim through the crowd, in hope for finding her prince, who she had been searching for, ever since. She hummed an endless tune, as she awaited for her order to be taken.
“I wonder….How can so many people squeeze into a café, such as this?”
She sighed, watching the employees serve other customers who were there before her. The growl emitting from Rajah, alerted her of his impatience, as she patted the tiger affectionately, hoping that he would keep calm. The mischievous tiger, really needs to control his temper.
Just like you do, Jasmine…
Rajah started to paw at the counter, as she hushed him. Jasmine placed her hand on the counter, before starting to set another one. Wait- What was that shimery thing? Her eyes squinted, as she saw. A woman? No. Someone with wings. A lady, with wings. A fairy?
She’s so pretty…
And adorable.
She withdrew her hands, setting them on her lap before saying softly,
“I’m terribly sorry Miss, I didn’t see you there.”
She smiled at the little fairy before continuing.
“I’m Jasmine by the way.And this…”
She motioned to the peering tiger,
“is Rajah. How do you do?”
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Post by Mr. Caterpillar on Mar 17, 2009 22:42:59 GMT -5
(Is it alright if I post with you two? If not I'll delete my post!)
Mr. Caterpillar, who was hoping to escape the rumpus the people outside were creating, slithered into the cafe, wanting a good smoke. He looked upon the front of the cafe, an arabian princess and something miniscule. The small thing was emitting a golden light. Squinting, he noticed it was a tiny woman. It reminded him of his old state, when he was a small caterpillar lying upon a small flower or leaf, smoking away the days. Now, he was three feet tall, and he scared many people with his repulsive size.
Making his way to a chair his fairly large rump-roast plopped onto the hard, wooden chair. "This does not compare to my mushroom." Complained the creature in an aggrivated tone. He let out a sigh of frustation and continued to sit in the chair, and then he pulled out his hookah of who knows where(it wasn't exactly known where he kept it.), and put the pipe to his mouth, exhaling, a large amount of multi-colored smoke pouring to the floor. The odd thing was, that smoke usually floated, but now it was ust pouring from the Caterpillar's mouth. To a normal person it seemed like it'd be a frightful sight, but to character's like Jasmine, who had seen a massively large snake, it probably was nothing.
"Pfff." Mr. Caterpillar blew some smoke out of his nose, and turned his head, his eyes sagging a bit, they also seemed to have sunk in a tad. "You!" He called to the tiny fairy, his face dropping into a slumping, massive frown. "Whooo ... are ... YOU?" Asked the caterpillar, un-amused, continuing to smoke his hookah.
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Post by Tinkerbell on Mar 18, 2009 15:43:02 GMT -5
Tinkerbell had just been sitting there, minding her own business and waiting for someone to take her order. Suddenly, a large tigar started pawing at the counter. His eyes were as big as she was! She wasn't exactly scared, but she didn't want to become the tigar's next meal either. "N-nice kitty," she stuttered as she stumbled backwards accidentally knocking over a salt shaker. Then the owner of the tigar seemed to have finally noticed her. The woman moved her hands, which had been pretty close to Tinkerbell, and apologized. "Oh, it's all right. I understand. It's nice to meet you." She was about to say more, but suddenly an enormus caterpillar was there.
Tink retreated behind a napkin holder to hide from the big bug who had startled her. It seemed the caterpillar could still see her though because he asked who she was. "I'm T-Tinkerbell," she said somewhat frightened as she gazed at the caterpillar. He certainly was interesting with multi-colored smoke pouring from his mouth and nose.
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