( t e x t, 02 ) Hey, when everyone is asleep tonight, should I make some magic?

[hattrick]

So, it's come to my attention that a lot of people think my panties are pretty weird. ... My magic panties, that is. [ As if to clarify, a doodle of a pair of bloomers pops up next to her words. ]

If you think that... well, just think of them as a foldable top-hat, okay? They're just another magic prop.

[ And the writing stops there.

If you're viewing this about half an hour later, a bunch of doodles start - hearts, diamonds and stars as well as doodles of some strange people with spiky hair pointing. They're nothing special, there's no breathtaking artistic talent, just the doodling ability of any bored high schooler. The first spiky haired stranger also ends up with a beanie on his head, covering his spikes. ]

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handwriting

[urnotafraid]

Magic... panties?

[action on ship]

[soundandfurry]

-Because rather than asking in person, she figured she might as well barge into Trucy's room and ask in person.

She's a wolf, okay, she hasn't got a lot of scruples with regards to privacy.-

So who are these guys?

handwriting

[hattrick]

[ She doesn't write anything in response, and instead underlines "They're just another magic prop" quite firmly. ]

[urnotafraid]

[he sighs and then writes under that] You do realize that in some circles that people will think nasty thoughts about that no matter what they're used for.

[action on ship]

[hattrick]

[ Well Trucy doesn't really mind explaining, and she points to the guy with the beanie first. ] That's daddy. [ And now antennae boy! ] And that's Polly. He's a lawyer at our agency.

[Voice]

[alwaysgrumpy]

I...Wait, what?

[letteropener]

[This writing is so perfect it ought to be illegal.]

You are capable of magic? Most of the people I have met here so far expressed a lack of belief in it.

-Princess Celestia

[Text]

[collagehero]

Where do you buy magic panties?!

[Voice]

[grizzly_tea]

Well dear it is good to hear that you are alright.

...

And that you're trying to clear up that whole disappearing into your panties thing...

[Yes, she'd been among the many scolding the dirty minded young men who came to call at the thought of it.]

[breaks_pots]

[Link wasn't responding to the words written down. He couldn't understand most of them. But the doodles that come a half hour later? That he could sort of understand!

And thus, he responded in kind:]

[It was the only way he could think of asking if whomever was drawing the other magic pictures had seen Navi.]

[Voice]

[hands4healing]

[She's really not sure how to respond to this, but she'll try.]

Uh...

I like your drawings.

[ text ]

[catnapping]

[ The logical thing to do when you see someone (...presumably) drawing is to draw along with them. ]



[ Hey, no one said the drawings had to be good, right? ]

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[soundandfurry]

Your father, eh? ... So this Polly fellow... Is he your boyfriend? -Indicating the hearts near him.-

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[brbvirmire]

What.

[hattrick]

[ Hmph. ]

They should learn to appreciate a miracle.

[action on ship]

[hattrick]

[ Lmfao what. Trucy looks like she's trying not to giggle at the idea. ] Nope! He's just a Polly. He's too busy taking care of cats to date anyone.

[urnotafraid]

Even miracles fall short among perverts, unless it's a miracle that makes them not be perverts anymore.

[a few taps on the paper leaving dots and then under that]

Sorry. Guess it shows that I know too many sleazes back home, doesn't it.

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[hattrick]

[ See that bloomer doodle? She's doodling a magic hat and a little bunny... like... thing... next to it and putting a big ol' "=" between the two. ]

Just a prop.

[hattrick]

[ Princess? That's so cool, and her writing's so pretty! ]

Yep! I've been practising my whole life! [ Unfortunately it's not the magic Celestia might have in mind! ]

So, you're really a princess? That's so cool - what's it like?

[Text]

[hattrick]

Special order from the magic shop. They're a real one in a million thing!

[Voice]

[hattrick]

Well, I don't know about alright... all this sailing takes it out of a girl! How are you, Maribelle?

[hattrick]

[ unfortunately, Trucy hasn't and she can't really manage to doodle back her response. ]

What's that?

[Voice]

[hattrick]

Thanks!

[ text ]

[hattrick]

[ flawless plan, and Trucy is happy to doodle back with some birdies flying and a smiley face. ]

written

[hattrick]

What? [ Didn't she explain this already? ]