Feeling something colided with her leg, the blue skinned villainess looked down. Blinking bright green eyes at the tiny, short legged dragon, Bluebell about squeed, “Oh my evil god! Look at how cute you are!”
Brashly, she grabbed the dragon’s cheeks in both gloved hands. Having quickly discovered that being blue in public no longer resulted in ‘go directly to jail, do not pass go, do not collect $200’ she was flaunting it. With her makeup a dramatic glittering gold and green to set off her eyes and sporting a leather jacket that was nearly more metal than leather, she would stand out even without the blue skin.
Wow, this lady was sight to behold. Like a 90s pop art of Marylin Monroe, definitely hard to ignore in the crowd. Sator cringed at being called cute and definitely didn’t appreciate being pinched on his muzzle. He snapped his jaws at her and growled.
“Lady, let go,” he barked at her.
Blinking at the tiny dragon, Bluebell made an ‘o’ with her mouth, “You talk! Oh my fucking god!” jumping up, she let out a whoop, “Fuck yeah! I’m Mulan and your my Mushu! Let’s do this shit!”
She was prepared! Ready since she was a little girl for this day. To be chosen by a princess companion. It wouldn’t even matter if that was what this was or not, she was fucking rolling with it. She loved that damn movie!
“Oh! I need my sword! And armor! Fuck I don’t have anything historical. Will leather work?” she tapped her chin, “It’s going to have to until I can get Minion to make something new.”
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