77 Godiva Street; Saturday Morning [01/23].

[died8yearsago]

What a glorious morning it was! And Rosa was in a beaming, glowing, gorgeous mood to go with it. There was a spring in her step, a smile on her face, and a song in her heart, because how could there not be? Who needed to long for happily ever after when happily ever after was clearly right there in front of you?

And that song in her heart translated into the song filling the kitchen, as Rosa, dressed in a pink as cheerful and bright as she was, set to not only making breakfast, but also singing the Breakfast Song, which everyone knew made everything taste better, a song that narrated exactly what she was doing it as she did it and how wonderful it all was.

And her dearest friend Anna, who had been her faithful companion since she was just a small girl, was joining in on the song as well.

To Rosa, there was no voice sweeter than her dear Anna's, and that their voices were in perfect harmony. But to probably anyone else with ears, it was probably just howling noise.

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[died8yearsago]

"Well, then," Rosa positively glowed at the prospect of what she was about to propose, "I'll just have to make you some, then!"

It would be fine! She knew the perfect song, and Anna would help, too! Probably some birds and squirrels, too! It would barely be any work at all!

[what_the_shock]

"Maybe I can pick something up at the store."

Please don't tell Miguel the dog would be making his outfit.

[died8yearsago]

"Oh, there you go," Rosa's look was fondly indulgent, with her smile seeming to only grow the moment she actually looked at Miguel, "being so silly again. You'll do no such thing. What kind of charming wife would I be to my darling husband if I couldn't even make him clothes for the ball tonight?"

With the help of the dog.

Who was, to be fair, being surprisingly calm and quiet and obedient at the moment.

And might wink at Miguel if he happened to look her way.

[what_the_shock]

Okay, this was just weird...er than usual.

"Of course. How silly of me."

He was going to regret this, he knew.

"You go right ahead with that."

So sue him, he was curious.

...had the dog just winked?

"I should probably be getting to work."

[died8yearsago]

They would be absolutely amazing clothes for the ball, Miguel, and you'd better believe that the pants would be nice and appropriately loose with plenty of room.

"Oh, but your breakfast has just finished!" Rosa noted, because it was! What perfect timing! And she twirled effortlessly to grab a plate and then twirled back to the stove to add the food to it. "Unless...I suppose I could just pack it up to go. I wouldn't want you to be late..."

[what_the_shock]

"Packing it up sounds great." Miguel did his best to sound apologetic. "You know how the boss hates it when I'm late."

He really needed to get out of here.