Soul Eater (The Story Little Lamb and R.Q the Strange)
Ramona walked into the large room holding the inside of her right elbow. The room seemed to lead into four others. Her shirt had a sticker that said "Hi I'm a Weapon and My Name Is:a secret". There was a piano in one of the rooms over, someone was playing something rather eire. It interested her, but seemed a bit to dark. Another room was covered with striped yellow and green wall paper and butterflies painted on the walls, it was circular in shape. Ramona could hear a black haired boy in awe of the symmetry and two girls trying to calm his love. The third was an octagon and had multiple doors all attached to the walls. They were all different sizes and when you opened them it was simply the wall behind it. Ramona walked into that room it filling her mind with wonder. The lighting in the room made it seem like you were walking under moonlight. She walked around the room looking at all the doors shuffling between people. Ramona looked over from the wall the room wasn't super crowded, but there were a fair amount of people. She went back to the wall though. She could see that the largest door was being stared at by a Blue haired boy who seemed to be rather loud about his amazingness. She passed him and smiled a bit under herself. She looked in one of the corners and there was the most beautiful small door. It was made out of multicolored glass and twisted in circles.
There he was, standing in the hall with a couple of other meisters and a few weapons…of course, none of them were really his friends. There was a generic normal height bully (meister) and his bud (weapon) who thought they were doing Lionel a favour by hanging out with him, even though calling him short obviously cause him discomfort…people like them also tended to charge him money for anti-bully services, not bullying him themselves and scaring off bullies by hanging out with him. They’ve been pestering him for a whole day since they discovered his existence, where he’d usually do his damned near best to avoid trouble, somehow he got targeted this time.
There had to be a way to get rid of them…but he was also itching to cause some embarrassing trouble.
Staring up at the meister and his beady eyes coupled with his dirty green beanie, Lionel only then realised that he didn’t even know the guys name...oh well. Walking forward as if to properly address him, the small teen ‘accidentally tripped over’ and pulled both the guy’s pants and boxers down, causing a nearby female meister to scream at the sight of the bottomless male meister. Quickly recovering from his fallen position, in his short state and light body, Lionel got up and ran.
Dashing passed several rooms with the meister and his posse following behind, he lost a few pursuers by ducking through a crowd, and continued to sprint further down a hall. Making his way into the nearest room, it happened to be a big one…briefly looking over at a girl who happened to be much taller than him, his eyes bugging out at her outfit, he nervously looked around at the open doors before running over to the room with a white haired guy playing a piano…ducking under the piano itself.
Ramona turned to see a little boy staring up at her. She was confused by the nervous look in his eyes. The minuet he scurried away she followed him calmly.'Who is this boy, why was he looking at her like that,why was he running,who was chasing him' Millions of questions flowed through Ramona's mind. She found her way into the room with the piano and erie music. Ramona stopped for a moment taking in the sound it drawing her senses as well. Her curiosity as it always did got the better of her and she looked around the room checking behind curtains and finally Ramona found him under the piano. Ramona got on her knees and scooted under the desk with him. She was sitting in fetal position and for the first minuet she simply stared at him trying to figure him out based on looks. " Why did you choose to hide under the piano" She asked smoothly her Scottish accent highly noticeable.
Tilting his head slightly at her accent, he only finally snapped out of his confused state to address her, “Uh…I don’t know…I like it here?” Shrugging and looking around, he could only really hope that her presence here wouldn’t attract unnecessary attention. Finally turning back to look at the girl, it suddenly struck him that this girl was probably younger than himself, embarrassingly so. Examining her form a bit longer from where he sat, his eyes widened when he realised that her position gave him a peak at some neat cleavage…needless to say, he stared a while before looking away with a pervy grin.
Ramona noticed this and decided to get her revenge via situation. "Your under a piano hiding from something and thats your first point of focus don't you think you should be fixing whatever problems are about to come crashing through that door" Ramona started."Matter of factly you don't even know me I could be the meanest girl in the world and go get whoever is following you there probably making a fuss. I mean all in all Lionel your in a rather bad situation and my chest is not gonna help you with it at all". Ramona whispered all of that of course not really wanting the boy to be found out at all. A door was opened and two boys walked in throughly agitated. One turned to a girl and asked her if she'd seen a little blonde brat running around.
Noticing the entrance of more legs (and people) in the room, Lionel leaned forward to press a finger to the girl’s lips, and then to his own, “Shhh…!” Keeping a finger pressed to her lips, he leaned and looked over in several directions. The guys were interrogating everyone who was present at the room, and either people weren’t going to give up the position of the innocent looking blonde, or they really hadn’t seen him. Looking down briefly, he made sure his shoe laces were tied right just in case he had to sprint again. Seeing the girl’s confusion, he gave her a nervous smile and pressed a finger to his lip again, this time silently to indicate how important silence had become.
Ramona smirked at this. Ramona scooted almost inhumanly out from under the piano and leaned on it. Though it was silent it didn't go unnoticed. "Hey why were you under that Piano" a passer by asked. Ramona got a bit teary eyed. "Well I just," Ramona looked as if she was about to cry and the girl put her hand on her back. "Hey, whats wrong. it's okay" The girl tried to comfort. "I wore this dress and I'm just so stupid" Ramona explained like an idiot. By this time Ramona's hushed almost crying had drawn some attention. "Everyone has made fun of me for it. I never really wore a dress and my grandma said I should wear this one and i just didn't want to disappoint her because it's her birthday and I,I ,I just don't know what to do" Ramona continued and ended up balling rather loudly in the girls arms. Many other girls had heard the story and even a couple guys. They went to comfort her feeling rather sorry. The only people that didn't come to comfort Ramona was the one playing the piano and he just looked rather annoyed. The balling drew the two boys away from their search and they were at a loss at what to do so they came over and tried to comfort Ramona as well. While everyone was throwing compliments and not paying attention Ramona sneaked Lionel a look telling him to sneak out.
Giving her a thumbs up from his position, and tearing up a bit at her sacrifice, Lionel snuck out from the other end of the piano. Now, there were two doors to the current room. One currently being blocked by the lynch mob and etc. group gathered around the girl, and the other he was approaching at the moment. On the tips of his toes he approached silently, reaching a hand forward he—chack, chack chack, CHACK. Locked, the door was locked. His one escape from the room was locked, he was now standing in plain sight, and the only escape would be the door by the group.
"I think you look great" On guy said. "You guys really do" Ramona asked wiping a tear and sniffing really. "Wow you guys are really nice, I'm so glad that i told someone about it." Ramona said stealing more attention. " Huh, I guess the whole thing was silly to be sad about anyway" Ramona added rolling her eyes a bit. "you look great you should never second guess yourself" Another said. " Well i think you guys all look great maybe we should all just go to the dance floor or something I mean heck i've already made it my party why not not cry if I want to" Ramona joked causing many to laugh. Most left the group and actually went to the small dance floor. Ramona and the first girl were then alone. "Whats your name anyway" The girl asked. "My name is Ramona" Ramona replied. "Well I'm Rae I hope you meet us on the dance floor" The girl laughed and headed over. Ramona smiled to her and kept up her character while looking over the room for Lionel hoping he got away. The two boys of course were still looking but they were rather sure he wasn't here and were headed to leave.
Sneaking about and hiding under the piano briefly once more, it seems that the pursuers had given up on searching the room for him...but, it would probably be best for him to leave anyways, and not cause further troubles for the girl. Hiding behind some curtains and crouching behind a potted plant, Lionel stepped lightly and somehow managed out of the room. Running down the hallway, it seems like his good fortune was fleeting, as one of the guys further down the hall caught sight of his. Making his approach towards the petite blonde, the bigger guy called out for hid companions nearby...this time, there was no girl to help Lionel escape.