Part 2 Remember ~Dreamnoblade~

Guess You Could Say, "she's a prick" hahahahahahahahahahahahaha

~I'm officially not doing high school anymore:) probably gonna get my GED sometime in the future but for now I'm focusing on things that make me happy and calm and such:) take care of yourselves my lovlies<3 (for reference, I would be a senior in high school right now)

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"I'm still very confused as to why Eret has requested me to fit him for an outfit." Niki says as the castle comes into view.

"It is very confusing, but apparently some changes have happened at the castle. 'Formality changes', Velvet called it." Karl says, keeping a firm hold on the chains that, well, chained Niki's wrists and feet together so running wouldn't be possible for her.

Niki hums in understanding as the two of them are greeted by a tired looking Skeppy at the front doors.

"Welcome." Skeppy says. "The fitting area is right this way." He starts walking through the castle halls, leading them up a flight of stairs and down some more halls before reaching a room with the door wide open.

"Sire, Niki has arrived to fit you for your suit." Skeppy says, announcing his presence to the king who sat lazily, yet still regally, in a mini throne-like-chair.

The room seemed to be a huge walk in closet, probably a secondary one seeing as it wasn't connected to a bedroom of any type, and had a square platform in the middle for a model to stand on and be fitted.

"Thank you, Karl, please stand watch over there." Eret says, gesturing to the area just inside the doorway. "The chains from the hands can go, the ankle ones stay." They add, standing from the chair and adjusting the cuffs of his sleeves before stepping up on the platform.

Karl looks at Skeppy in a questioning manner, seeing if this was okay but Skeppy was already at his post just outside the room.

So he does just that, un hooks the chains around Niki's wrists, so she is able to actually do what she was called here to do, and goes to stand in his assigned position.

Niki makes quick work of measuring, all the while debating weather or not she should make small talk or stay silent.

This internal battle is broken though by Eret speaking. "I'm thinking a regal dress. A mix of suit and dress if you will. Definitely a slit up the leg. Lots of detailing. Probably red gold as the main colors. Either a low cut top or a high neck, depends on necklace choice." He says, very clearly not looking for a response.

"I can make some sketches once I've finished measuring and you can choose what you like and don't like and I'll try my best to get you the dress you're looking for." Niki says in her usual calm sweet voice, a kind smile on her face. (This isn't her sucking up or trying to get out of prison just how she is, helpful)

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"Do you guys want to check out my shop? I've been working on some stuff, I don't have too much but it's coming along." Ranboo offers to the group.

"Sure." Tubbo says. "I didn't help clear that out for nothing."

"Hey, I did most of the work." Tommy says.

"Wha- no you did not!" Tubbo says, appalled by the sheer notion that Tommy of all people had done more work then him.

"True, Tubbo did most of the work." Ranboo says.

"I believe Tubbo." Toua adds, tail whipping behind her as they all turn their attention to her.

"Why am I being ganged up on here?" Tommy asks.

"Cause you lied. And it wasn't even a convincing lie." Tubbo says as they reach the store front.

"I never lie. They call me 'the truther'!" Tommy says as Ranboo unlocks the door.

The half enderman finds the light switch and turns on the lights (as you do with light switches that are turned off), and proceeds to the back of the store, turning on the remaining lights from back there.

"Woah, much different than last time I saw it." Tubbo says, looking around at the new shelving and clothing racks that Phil and Jack had been helping Ranboo with recently.

"Do you like it?" Ranboo asks.

"Yes!" Tubbo and Tommy say at the same time, fake glaring at each other afterwards before bursting into laughter.

"I've got a bit of stock in the back, some stuff I've been working on. You know, prototypes and such." Ranboo says, "wanna see?"

"Yes." The two T's say at the same time again, causing more laughter.

Ranboo leads them to the back of the store, 'the studio' he likes to call it, after they'd gotten control over their giggles.

"Woah, naked lady!" Tommy says, rushing over to a manikin (I forgor what you call a sewing bust, is it just a sewing bust?). "Hello, sexy lady."

"Ew man. Stop being weird with the inanimate objects." Tubbo says as the others grimace in #cringe.

"This is going to be my date to the ball! Ranboo, make her the most beautiful dress imaginable." Tommy says, putting an arm around the waist portion of the manikin.

"No." Ranboo says plainly, turning to the unfinished projects on the tables and floor.

"Rude- OWW-" Tommy says, jumping when a sewing pin that was holding fabric onto the manikin pricks him. "She pricked me! She pricked me! Get rid of her, Ranboo. I never wanna see her again."

"Stop being dramatic and come see what we came here to see." Tubbo says.

"Haha, come." Tommy says, laughing as he joins the others.

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~I've decided, at the time of writing notes for this chapter, that the Tommy, Ranboo, Toua, Tubbo quado shall be referred to as Child Presidential Crew (CPC is you will) idk, tell me what you think of it. Hope you enjoyed:)