Disney Island

Wynn laughed a little seeing Aurora take another basket. "Sorry, I wish I was a little stronger." He really did. Sometimes he felt so... Well, he wasn't sure what word he could use. He wanted to be of more use to her, that's all. And to be able to make her happy. He followed her out of the store and braced himself for the usual temperature difference. He didn't really like the feeling of going into the cold supermarket and then returning outside to the island's warm climate. It was comfortable in Minnie's. Sometimes the cool air made him feel sleepy and he would cuddle up somewhere if he was lost and take a short nap.

He heard Aurora humming again and smiled. She really did have a nice voice. If only she could sing in front of him. Thinking about what Aurora said he looked at the ground and started to ponder. "What to do...." He wondered quietly. As they made their way over back to Aurora's place he remembered her house mate, Adam. It didn't take much to know that Adam didn't like him. The reason why wasn't unknown either; he always commented on how slow and retarded he was. This was just how he was. He couldn't NOT be slow even if he wanted to. Gosh, now he was confusing himself. "Do you think Adam will be angry that you're bringing me over again Rose?" He asked sadly. He loved to go over and spend time with Rose, but Adam's temper was something that Wynn seemed to set off no matter what he did. If he did nothing than he was yelled at for being useless. If he did SOMETHING, he was yelled at for getting in the way. Sometimes he just sat outside on the porch so Adam didn't have to see him.

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Still very much optimistic about her and Marian's little get-together, she had a small smile all the way back to her house. Mulan walked into the house she shared with Jasmine and the dreaded Eric. She actually really liked the house. Everything seemed so... nice. If only she didn't have to live with someone that hated her. The houses and housemates were pre-assigned somehow at Scrooge's City Hall. Of course, she didn't want to live with him and at first decided to live with Lily for the first night. Soon it was common knowledge that no one could rest easy unless in their assigned homes. Normally her and Eric tried to ignore each other, except for maybe a few snappy comments or sounds of disgust every now and then. Arguments weren't uncommon either though.

She sighed as she went up to her room. Thoughts about Marian and Eric soon plagued her. What if Eric was going to somehow keep Marian from the lunch they had planned together? She bit her lip. It was actually very likely. Eric hated Mulan, and would love to take Marian away from her. She shook her head. "Marian wouldn't do that to me..." She mumbled with hope. Marching straight up to her room and then into her bathroom, she shut the doors and stripped herself before she got into the shower. As the hot water fell onto her body she tried to enjoy the feeling rather than try to think about Eric; the person she least wanted to have on her mind. Thinking about Marian was an option, but thoughts of her just brought thoughts of Eric anyway.

Once she was done with cleaning herself, she stepped out and dried herself off. Her hair was still a little damp, but the island weather would soon dry it up. The Asian slipped on a pair of dark army green short shorts, a blank tank top and a similar green jacket, grabbed her phone, slipped on her brown boots and went out the door. If she stayed home all she would do was try and kill time unsuccessfully until lunch. Mulan decided to go over to M-Mall and maybe find something to do or run into somebody. She smiled seeing someone in the mall: Stitch. "Good morning Stitch!" She called.

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Esmeralda woke up to the sun's rays beaming on her face. She groaned as she got up to shut the curtains. Her arms extended upwards above her head as she stretched and then slumped her shoulders with a sigh. "Well, good morning to me." She grumbled to herself. Still dressed in her nightgown she walked out of her room and into the hallway. Listening for any signs of her house mate she concluded Herc wasn't home. Man, Herc sure was an early riser. But she was a deep sleeper, so it didn't bother her. "Probably off chasing Til." She said with a chuckle. It was funny how he could so openly try to get to know her when everyone knew the Princeton boy through of the girl as his bitch.

She admired people like Herc who got up early to stay fit. There was Mulan and Robin too. Her, she just needed to dance; it was her own way of staying fit. Making her way down to the kitchen she grabbed a piece of bread and chewed slowly at it. There was some french toast sitting around magically, but she didn't feel the urge to eat it that morning. For some unknown reason, Esmeralda was content with even the simplest of meals. She was pretty grateful for everything actually. On the island, she felt free and blessed, like she could do whatever she wanted without having to worry. Maybe she was someone who was constantly hunted before, who knows.

Still in her nightgown and putting off changing for later, she walked out onto the porch and looked around. There were people out and about, as expected. Her attention was caught by a figure up on a hill. It looked like a boy was painting. Ah, must be Toulouse, she thought to herself. The boy was an amazing painter. It seemed like everyone on the island was special in their own way.

Marian Fitzwalter

Marian blinked a couple of times, trying to take in everything she had just done to her phone, a bit baffled and a bit blown away. How he'd managed to do that in a matter of ten-seconds was beyond her. She blinked a couple of times at the picture of herself and Eric on the home screen. She knew that she'd been taken completely by surprise by it and therefore her expression was that of a ditzy and confused one. She was embarrassed by it, but Eric saying she looked cute just made her feel all fluttery again. Eric offered her his hand and a walk along the beach and, to be honest, Marian's love for the beach mixed with Eric's charm just washed her away like the waves. She grinned and then gingerly took hold of his hand, still having her phone out and looking down to it with mystified eyes. "I don't know how you could just do all that like... it was reading a book or something." She laughed a little and then looked up to Eric, smiling widely and then looking down to the sand. "You're really smart Eric." She complimented, wondering if many people told him that. She knew most just thought of him as handsome. But who knows, maybe there was another side of him that could be a fancy technician.

Well... maybe that was a little far. However, she didn't believe that all Eric was was a pretty face. Sure, that was the thing that got her hooked most of the time (whether she wanted to or not) but there was also an element of Eric that she sure he tried to hide. Maybe, there was a part of him that wasn't so much just a flirty charm. Maybe...

Oliver Twirl

Oliver laughed a little at Rosie's constant talking and then at her last statement shook his head gently. "I like hearing you talk. You're really quite shy. It's nice to hear your voice." He said, grinning at her and then swinging their hands a little. As much as that was true, in all honesty, Oliver was just desperate for food, food and more food. He was hungry. And a boy of ten years old can't concentrate on more than one thing. He was excited about the den. A lot. But he was hungry. Geez, one thing at a time...

Oliver looked up as they approached Pluto's pizza and he had a little jump of joy, his grin dominating his face as he automatically sped up little by little until he was dashing towards the building and pulling Rosie along behind him. "Come on Rosie! I bet there's no one here right now, so we can get lots and lots all to ourselves!" Oliver said excitably beaming back to her.

Peter Pan

Peter's face lit up into a giant grin and he punched his fists into the air. "Beach!" He said excitably, looping his arm with Tilli's and then hoisting his beach bag up over his shoulder. He'd gone back home quickly when Herc had gone into tell Tinkerbell about getting a bikini on, picked up a couple of towels and switched to his swim shorts. He looked was now wearing brown swimming trunks and had simply left his shirt on over the top. He looked down at what Tilli was wearing. It was green, his favourite color. He broke into a giant smile and then said, "Like the outfit." Before stopping quickly and looking back to the house. He'd gotten so carried away with his best friend... "Where's Herc?" He asked, tilting his head back at Tilli's house and then looking down to the blonde. "He did come into tell you we were going to the beach, right Tink?" He asked, tilting his head gently.

Tilli's opinion about himself walking in on her wasn't very far from the truth. He didn't exactly want to see her naked, knowing it would be... really awkward from then on. Unlike Tink, Peter wouldn't really know how to act around someone who was naked. To act... sexy. The thought of Peter acting sexy was hilarious to anyone who was questioned it. It just wasn't something that would happen. However, Peter had, in the past, had caught sight of her bum when her bikini bottom slipped down slightly. However, instead of getting awkward, he laughed and told her not to fart in his face. Stuff like that wasn't at all strange, because it was silly and funny. Not at all serious and... sexual. God knows what Eric would've done at the mere sight of her butt cheeks right up in his face.

Stitch Sixtosis
Stitch rocked his head to the music blasting out of his headphones, the sound was deafening to him in such a close proximity,drowning all noise. He felt himself go into a slight trance as he listened to the music. Stitch felt himself slowly drift to sleep. He was shocked awake by the nightmares and bad thoughts, his mind plauged with the scary images of his fears playing out in his mind. Shaking his head he turned the music off, a slight buzzing ringing in his ears as he rubbed his eyes. For whatever reason he hadn't gotten much sleep last night, so now he felt significanly less energretic. But Listening to some good old Elvis Presley always made him feel better. He yawned as he walked out of the music shop. A familiar voice called him, "Good morning Stitch!" Stitch turned to find Mulan calling him as she walked towards him. Grinning Stitched waved back to her, "Hey, what's up Mulan? Morning. Did you already go for a run? I would have gone with you but... I couldn't, I doubt you'd want me hanging off you anyways." Smiling shyly, even with one of his good friends on the island he was a little socially awkward. "What are you planning to do today? I wouldn't want to be in your way."

Rob Hood

Rob grinned down at Wendy as she stuck her tongue out at him. He thought he could catch a glimpse of what he thought was a blush when she looked down before but just disregarded it. He looked at Gwen again with amused shock as he nudged him with her elbow, laughing slightly but just walked along. He sighed in content, smiling at the comfortable silence. He shoved his hands into his pockets as he looked down at Wendy, noticing she looked a little nervous. He felt slightly concerned, nudging her lightly with his elbow, smiling reassuringly at her, "Are you alright? You just don't seem as talkative as you usually are. Do I make you nervous?" Rob instantly wanted to take back the last question. How arragont could he be? "Err, I mean, you just seem nervous.

Rosie giggled and ran with Ollie until they reached the big double doors that lead to the inside of Pluto's Pizza. Once they both reached the doors, Rosie pushed them open with both her hands and inhaled the smell of freshly baked pizza. Her stomach growled louder and she giggled, stepping inside to the warm, cosy little restaurant. "Awh boy! What should we get, I'm starving!" she said aloud, checking to see Oliver behind her. His smile made her smile as she grabbed his hand and made her way over to an empty table she'd seen out of the corner of her eye. She scooted onto a seat nearest to them and made space for Ollie to sit by her, an empty table in such a place, what luck.

"Ollie?" Rosie asked, tilting her head a little as she flickered through the menu, "What kinda pizza should we get?" she wanted to ask him just to make sure, because, in her opinion, food is food, no matter what it taste like, she loved it all the same, though sometimes pizza could go soggy and she hated soggy pizza.

Oliver Twirl

Oliver was just staring into space. That smell. The warm gooey smell of pizza baking in the oven was just so captivating for the young boy. However, bringing him back into his senses was the feel and sound of his stomach rumbling. He blinked a couple of times and looked over to Rosie just when she had called his name. He blinked a couple of times and then leant into her, looking at the menu over her shoulder. "Uhm... I don't mind. Something big. Get extra big pizza with lots of stuff on it. Mmmm..." Again Oliver smelt it and felt his hunger increase.

"What kinds of things do you want Rosie? I mean, what food do you like?" Oliver asked her, looking into the menu and reading every little detail. He understood that kids didn't have to pay at things here. Well, that's how it seemed anyway. How would they be able to pay anyway? It wasn't like they were earning money doing anything around the island. In any case, he wasn't sure. If the waiter suddenly gave them a bill, he'd be at a loss...

With a smile she replied, "Yeah, I already did."

Stitch was a strange lad. He seemed to have a crush on every single girl on the island except for her. Well, it wasn't a big deal. It just made her wonder why he wasn't more comfortable around her even though they were only just good friends. Perhaps it was just how he was? She had known him for less than a week, so perhaps there was more to know about him.

"Hanging off me eh?" She repeated with a laugh. Well, she liked to exercise alone, that was true. But maybe once in a while they could go for a run together. After all, it would be nice to have some company and maybe some motivation and/or competition. She could use a little fun in her morning routine; not that she was bored of it or anything. it was just very mechanical. Seeing Marian today was actually something different from her usual running. Normally she just woke up, pissed off Eric, went for a run, and just came home to shower. "You should join me sometime. Once in a while would be good." She replied.

Tapping her boots against the tiles of the floor she stepped a little closer to talk to him. "I'm planning to meet up with..." A pause. "... Someone later." She finished. It wouldn't really be a big deal for people to know she had planned to go out with Marian, but even Stitch liked her, and she didn't want people coming in to steal Marian from her. As quiet as Stitch was, he probably would love a chance to talk to her some more as well. She continued with a smile, "But I'm free until lunch. Want to do something together? Arcade, exploring, or... we could go climb some things." She said the last suggestion with a glint in her eye. "Trees, roofs, whatever."

Mulan loved to just do random things around the island. At least Stitch was one of the people that didn't criticize her from being different from the 'norm'.

Stitch Sixtosis

Stitch smiled awkwardly, not really the best at carrying conversations, not even the bast at standing still for too long if he wasn't listening to something. "Really? Alright, We should do that sometime..."

Stitch looked to Mulan, eyes filling with interest as she moved closer to him, as if telling him a secret. "Oh you're meeting up with someone later? Like... Like a date?" Stitch nodded, eyes and mouth in the shapes of O's as realization hit him. "Woah, you're going on a date? Who with? When? Why? Well, I guess it isn't my business..." Stitch caught himself rambling, mentally shaking his head. He realized that he had gotten closer with his excitement and curiosity. He took a few steps back scratching the back of his head. "Sorry, I mean, well..." he smiled nervously. Even with one of his few friends, he wasn't even entirely comfortable with his roommates.

Stitch smiled, pointing upwards, "Would you really go up with me?" he asked jumping slightly from excitement. "We could go and make it a race!" He straightened himself, clearing his throat as he corrected himself. "Er, Or whatever I guess..."

The smell was mesmerizing, Rosie had to stop herself from drooling all over the table top when she spoke. "Uhm, c-can we get a pizza with.. uh.. everything?" Rosie was shy to ask, she didn't want to sound like a pig, she knew it wasn't very lady like, but she was so hungry. As the waiter left to go tend to other customers, Rosie tried to make small chit-chat with Oliver as they waited, "So, what kinda pizza you like? I-I mean, I hope I didn't order something you don't want.." All she could think about now was the sweet, doughy smell of the pizza baking in the many ovens she had imagined, behind the counter.

"Man, I'm so hungry.." she mumbled, looking around at the other people in the restaurant, there wasn't many since it was only morning but she didn't feel like she could eat so selfishly in front of them all, especially Oliver. At home she'd be able to eat anything without caring about manners, if she was alone, but withs others, especially strangers, she had to keep to strict manners, despite the temptation.

Hearing Stitch ask her if the meet up was a date she felt her cheeks grow warm. Yeah, right, she thought to herself. Laughing nervously, she scratched the back of her head. "Haha, no. Not a date... just... hanging out with somebody." She replied. As if his curiosity overtook him, he bombarded her with questions about her 'date'. Frantically both her hands came in front of her and she shook them back and forth, along with her head, indicating that he had it all wrong. "It's just a friend and I chilling together, nothing special." Mulan said with a nervous laugh.

Her eyes looked down, knowing that her face was starting to flush. Now both of them were acting all awkward and nervous. How... awkward. Just the thought of going on a 'date', as Stitch called it, with Marian was actually making her heart race. Did she... actually wish that it was a date? Taking a few deep breaths, she tried to calm herself. The Asian girl looked back up with a smile when she heard him get excited over climbing things. "Who do you think I am? Of course I would!" She said with a grin. Her head nodded in agreement when he mentioned a race. Oh, this was going to be fun!

She was about to take off and head out of the mall, but upon taking the first step, she looked down at her footwear. Boots were cute and everything, and it wouldn't stop her from climbing things, but it was definitely easier to climb and run around with regular sneakers. But she would have to go back home to grab them, and it was a little bit of a hassle since she had just come back from there. Shrugging she decided that maybe the boots wouldn't be too much of a hindrance. They weren't super tall heels or anything. There was always the option of going barefoot as well. Clearly she was at a disadvantage. Oh well, it would still be fun.

With a smile she turned on her heel and started heading towards the door. "Where shall we race to? The beach?"