The beach, Saturday Afternoon

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Florida had finally ventured out into town, and after scrounging some still edible food from various trash bins, had followed the unfamiliar sound of waves down here to the shore.

She stared almost as if hypnotized, in awe of the expanse of water. She gave an impressed sigh.

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[heromaniac]

It was perfect day for a swim and a picnic!

Momoko made her way cheerily to the beach with her beach bag and picnic basket. She was carefully avoiding the spots she and Azula had been training in, just in case (her sifu was waaaaay too sneaky) and spotted a small figure sitting alone and not really looking like they'd been intending to be at the beach.

"Hi! Are you okay?" She gave a shout as she walked closer.

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Florida started, and whirled around, watching Momoko approach cautiously. But she didn't run away, so...progress.

[heromaniac]

It was a little girl! Hmmm. Momoko stopped for a second when she saw she'd scared her.

"Ah! Are you lost?" Momoko smiled broadly and slowly began moving closer again. "You look familiar. Are you from town? Can I join you?"

She hefted her basket as she walked. It was totally stuffed and there were even a few cakes visible that she hadn't been able to squeeze in all the way. "We can have a picnic and maybe then I can take you home!

[anarchist-queen.livejournal.com]

Well, the food in the basket did smell better than what she had cradled in the folds of her shirt.

She held her ground, then inched closer to get a better look in the basket.

[heromaniac]

That was... weird. The girl... Why couldn't Momoko place her? ... seemed afraid still. Momoko totally wasn't used to someone being afraid of her.

"See? Lots of good food!" She lifted the lid of the basket to show the girl she really did have food. The basket held lots of modable food and drinks and candy and cakes and, well, this was Momoko. She'd packed for an army, even though she'd planned a day on her own! Luckily, all of it was store-bought.

"So can I join you? You look like you picked a perfect spot, you know. You must be a totally awesome master picnicker!"

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Florida looked at the incredible assortment in the basket, then at the comparatively simple and less appetizing items she herself was carrying. Then she gave Momoko a look that rather clearly said; 'Clearly I'm not.'

Though still cautious, her uncertainty about this girl was fading fast.

A breeze picked up, ruffling the wild dandelion puff of her hair, revealing the tip of one of her pointed ears.

[heromaniac]

Oh oh oh! EARS! Pointy ears! And fluffy hair! And not talking?

"Ah! Now I remember you! You're Leda! We played together before!" Momoko didn't know why the weirdness hadn't turned her into a little girl this time. But that was fine. "You remember? We watched tv together!"

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Florida clearly did not remember. She looked at Momoko blankly. She'd never seen this girl before in her life, and why would she mistake her for the weird girl who lived in Castle Pup who Florida had never seen sober?

This place confused the hell out of her.

At least the crazy girl was nice? And had food.

[heromaniac]

"You don't remember me? Ah! of course! I'm grown! I look totally different!" She grinned happily. "My name is Momoko, okay? We're friends! You can hang out with me, it's totally fine!" This was totally awesome; Leda was so cute!

"Here!" She pulled a blanket from her beach bag and handed it to Leda. "Set this out so we don't have to sit on the sand while we eat, okay? I don't have a swimsuit for you, but if you want to swim you can totally wear my cover-up afterwards!"

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Well when someone was looking at you with an expression like that on their faces it was hard not to warm up to them.

She doubted she'd be swimming though. She didn't know how. She was tempted to get her feet wet later maybe.

She did her best to spread the blanket out, but it was kind of big. She scampered from one corner to the next till it was mostly unfolded.

[heromaniac]

"Perfect!" Momoko clapped her hands at the job well done and set down the basket, emptying the contents until a good portion of the blanket was full just of food. She handed Leda a plate and waved at the spread. "Start in! It's all delicious! Oh! you may want to get some of the little meatballs first. I tasted some when I bought them and they are so good I may eat all of them!"

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Florida piled an unbelievable amount of food on her plate. Almost more than the plate could actually hold really.

She tried one of the meatballs first. She grinned and rubbed her hand on her belly to show her agreement for how good they were.

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[heromaniac]

Please. These were plates that Momoko had chosen for herself; they would not fail a mere immortal.

"See? Told you they were delicious! Oh! Try the salad ove here! It's got raisins in it!" Momoko had her own plate and was rapidly filling it up. "So is this your first day being little? Are you having fun?"

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Florida had been little all her life. Crazy girl asked crazy questions. But she was nice so Florida liked her anyway.

As for fun? She shrugged. She'd been focused on staying out of trouble, and getting food and maybe exploring.

Well okay the exploring had been kind of fun.

[heromaniac]

Crazy girl totally asked crazy questions.

"'Shrug'? You haven't been having fun? We totally need to fix that! Oh! We should totally have a sleepover! Oh, wait. I have a roommate now. Oh! But we can totally sleep in the common room! I can drag some blankets out and we can watch a movie and do our nails!" Momoko nodded, liking this plan as she speared her fork into another meatball. "Oh! We totally need to do it on the sixth floor! There's a ball pit! You'll totally have fun there!"

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Aaaand Florida had no idea what any of that was. She looked at Momoko incomprehensively, and popped a meatball into her mouth with her fingers.