Princess Sakura

Super Happy Adorabubble Hugglyness~! (Working Title)

*snuggling into the blanket, dreams of riding a crescent moon through a futuristic city with kitty skyscrapers and having a bubble bath with jewels, then having her hair brushed by a clone of herself in a bunny costume and falling through some sort of candy limbo, tries to reach the sweets, pawing the blanket in her sleep* M-myehhh~...! Come heresies so I can nom chu~! >///w///<

*no matter how hard she tries to propel herself in the anti-gravity candy limbo, just can't manage to reach the delicious treats, her arms feeling heavy and numb, suddenly finds herself rolling through the air and manages to catch a giant cookie, hugging it as it spins through the air taking her twirling around with it, her hair flowing out behind her, dizzily tries to take a bite of the cookie only to wake up with her pillow in her arms and the blanket all tangled up around her legs, pouts* Awww~... I was so cloooseee~...
*directs a huffy glare over at the boys, sniggering while sketching their dreams, her cheeks flaming with candy-deprived fury* (Those... Those~...!!!)

(...M-meanies~...!) Q///w///Q
*sniffles and storms over to them with the intention of tearing apart their dreams scribbling all over their doodles, only to be met with an abundance of censor bars* Eh~...? o.o *blink-blink*
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KYAAA~!!! (Th-those ewwy drawings are supposed to be~...?! BLEHHH~!!! There's no way I'm touching that tainted paper~!!! I don't even wanna LOOK at those filthy bars~!!!) *covers her face, shying away in defeat* >///<

*spends the rest of the lesson pretending to sleep, huddled under her blanket, eyes wide, traumatized* (I-I can still see them~... Those hideous bars with ewwy connotations~! I never thought such things could ever come to be in my kingdom town~...)

*dashes out of bed the moment the bell rings, darting for her satchel and bolting for the nearest unicorn to carry her over the upwards arching rainbow to the ground floor of the school, dismounts with a little wobble and hurries to the playground climbing up into a well-furnished pink treehouse made for tea parties for a little sanctuary, peeks out of the curtained window, observing the playground* (I want this to be a happy place for everyone, filled with memories they can hold dear to their hearts~... Not ewwy doodly ickyness~!!!) >///< (I suppose I should have expected as much from them, though~...)

Super Happy Adorabubble Hugglyness~! (Working Title)

I wanna make a quick little post, nothing too in-depth~

By the way, I don't feel like I went into much detail on my bedchamber, so here's a picture for a rough idea of the level of cutesyness~!

Fun Fact: I have this outfit~!

Super Happy Adorabubble Hugglyness~! (Working Title)

You know you love the slides really~ :D
I imagine there'd be a lot of problems in a real school, like if a bunch of people were playing pile up and clogging up the slides~...
Or, y'know, GRAVITY~ Did not think that through~...
Well, I'm stuck in the basement forevermore~

Also, wanna spend some time in class or skip to interval~?

Super Happy Adorabubble Hugglyness~! (Working Title)

If there is a swimming class and it's like one of those core classes everyone has to take because of fitness and stuffsies I'll be in the lowest-ranked group~ XP
IRL I was in the seahorses, the other two groups were dolphins and sharks~
Cannot swim at all~ Like not even seahorse standards - there should've been another group called starfish~ *Fuko daydream ACTIVATE~!*

Super Happy Adorabubble Hugglyness~! (Working Title)

Mm, I don't know about the group project actually~ If people are choosing their own groups I wouldn't imagine that happening, and if people are sorted into groups I was thinking of using a random generator or something~ Either way, unlikely we'd be paired up - as for classes, if you think a subject sounds interesting enough you'd probably choose to study it anyway, but if not you could make up your own class like I did, or we could just do a timeskip to morning interval/lunchtime/some other time we might indirectly interact, which is how I imagine most of the day might be~

Super Happy Adorabubble Hugglyness~! (Working Title)

I see~ X3 Um, well then can you think of another name for it~?

Kyaaa, writing about Dreamology is making me very sleepykins~... I'll try to stay awakesies for a little bit longer, but I'm not sure I can manage~... >///w///<

Super Happy Adorabubble Hugglyness~! (Working Title)

[Clearing his throat, the teacher proceeds to read out the notices for the day, clinging to his dignity. Nodding to his wife politely as she heads for her office, a smile passes over his lips despite the frequent embarrassments she brings him. Returning his attention to the papers in front of him, he continues to read.] ...in addition, the preparations for the school exhibition will begin following lunchtime, taking place in the auditorium. All students will be asked to sort themselves into groups and decide on a project together. Oh, as a side note... Please try not to go completely overboard with the haunted house exhibit this year. There always is one, and last year things got out of hand... Remember, we expect you to tidy up after yourselves as well. So no fake blood drenching the floorboards, understood?
[At this, nearly everyone nods rigidly, some of the more mischievous boys grinning.]

*freezes at the word "groups", panic rising in her* (Oh why, whyyy does it always have to be in groups~?!) >///< (You can already tell who'll go with who, and some of those whosies aren't very productive together~...!) *casts her eyes over at the class clowns* (As for me~... W-well, I'm fine working on my own~! At least that way I'm not a hindrance to anyone~... It puts my mind at ease, and I can relax on my own, instead of trying to struggle with the intricacies of conversation I can just focus on the task~ Actually, what will my project be~...? I can't let anyone out-cute me~...!)

[The ringing bell signals the end of homeroom, everyone rising to stand before bowing and filing out of the classroom.]

*checks her timetable, never able to remember where to go despite having the exact same routine for so long* (Let's see~... Oooh, Dreamology~! Naptime and doodling is the best way to start the day~!) :3
(...Though in my current predicament, that last part might be kinda... impossibubble~...) T///w///T

*hops into the slide leading to the basement of the school where the Dreamology class is located, chosen for the lack of windows, saving the trouble of trying to block out the light*

[The walls and fuzzy carpet of the basement classroom are a soft, powder blue, a cloud mural on the walls, with shooting stars and rainbows, the only light in the center of the ceiling, a slowly rotating shade around it projecting stars spinning around the room, multicoloured cloud-shaped, pod-like beds all around the room, with a circular low desk directly below the light, notebooks lying open for people to doodle their dreams the moment they wake up and try to decipher their meaning. Allocated to each cloud bed is a matching nightcap and blanket designed by the students themselves.]

*toddles over to the only pink bed and settles into the fluffy cloud, putting on the pink nightcap nearby and pulling up the pink blanket featuring a bunny with the horn of a unicorn sitting in front of a castle, other students getting into their favourite beds with their own designs, even the misbehaving boys seeming calmer and uninterested in causing trouble*

Super Happy Adorabubble Hugglyness~! (Working Title)

Kinda~ XP Try to imagine an older Kyoya Ootori~

If you're unsure who he is, this guy~

Super Happy Adorabubble Hugglyness~! (Working Title)

"Goddammit..." [+]

I had to include a character with glasses somewhere in the IC~

Super Happy Adorabubble Hugglyness~! (Working Title)

*chances a glance towards him, silently willing him not to open his desk, tensing as she watches the teacher's pen move down the list of names*

[Pushing up his glasses, the teacher sighs, not even having to look up from the register as he marks his late arrival.] Ichiyo Yamamoto... I'm sure you know as well as I do that this simply isn't good enough. I don't expect it to happen again. Should you continue failing to meet the school's expectations-

[The classroom door slides open and a short, cheerfully chubby woman walks in, waving casually to the students as if they were friends, some of them waving back, smiling.] Good mooorninnnggg, everyone! [The woman, who also happens to be the headmistress of Bunnyville High and the wife of the stern homeroom teacher, bounces over to the teacher's desk, embracing the bewildered man.] And how are YOU this morning, dear~? My oh my, late? He most certainly was NOT, you mean old thing! I saw him just a moment ago, looking flustered right outside the door when the bell rang! Bless, the poor sweetheart... Let me see that! [The woman daintily snatches the register from the teacher's hands while his face reddens, mouth agape, and Ichiyo Yamamoto's name is marked as being present on time, some of the students giggling and even clapping as the headmistress hands back the register triumphantly.] There now, all better! And see that you leave this poor sweet boy alone - I don't expect it to happen again!

*relaxes in her chair, forgetting all about the cute bomb planted in her classmate's desk, relieved at the arrival of the headmistress* (Kyaaa, I'm so glad I employed her~! Someone needs to keep him in check~... And she's the embodiment of Bunnyville High's dream of teaching true kindness and joy to the students~!) ^///w///^