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Eat and Mingle!

A small toad hopped onto the breakfast table.

And stayed there. For at least ten minutes. Then it hopped off.

Melora finally had to give up trying to tell the man making custom omlettes how she liked them, and instead just got a plate with scrambled eggs, and pancakes.

Then she looked around curiously to see who else was about.

Another day, another meal!

Amelia was very steadfastly stacking up as many muffins and orange slices onto her plate as she could possibly manage. The tower of them was... precarious, at best. But it probably wouldn't last long.

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Duck peeked into the convention hall without going into the main room.

She still felt a bit embarrassed by the night before. The other princesses she'd met all seemed very nice and friendly, but she still couldn't believe that she'd knocked over a table -- and Princess Amelia, and quite a few dishes -- with her klutziness. She really wasn't cut out for a whole convention for proper princesses.

Well, there was one thing she could do about that.

She quietly slunk to one empty room just off the main hall, hoping that no one noticed her. She triple checked to make sure no one was watching, wrapped her hand around her ruby pendent, and concentrated.

A wave of power and light washed over her, encasing her like a chick in an egg. When it burst, the awkward ballet student had been replaced by an elegant swan princess.

Princess Tutu could handle the convention.

Princess Tutu perused the continental breakfast, looking at the choices. So many egg dishes. She couldn't very well eat any of those.

She settled for some cereal, and a good helping of bread. She tried not to rip the toast into smaller parts.

Luna realized, as she surveyed the breakfast options, that humans were carnivorous.

She tried not to start peering at them suspiciously as she munched on a whole-grain bagel.

Lion-o wasn't a princess, but he was royalty on his home planet. Besides, he figured that the princesses might need protection in case any krakens or other princess-eating monsters showed up. The fact that they served breakfast was a nice bonus.

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Where Amelia wil Tesla Sairune does the talking

If Amelia, princess and protector of the mighty city of Seyruun, was at all chagrined by her excessive behavior at the banquet, she certainly didn't seem to be showing it. Perhaps very much on purpose. Regal poise! It was very important for these things!

What she did show, however, was a fair amount of acrobatic skill, leaping down from the rafters and executing a perfect double flip in mid-air before coming to land on top of the podium that she was... probably supposed to be landing behind. Really, people should just be thankful that she didn't miss. In situations like this, there was generally a fifty-fifty chance that she'd end up on her face, after all.

"Greetings, fellow champions of justice!" And yes, she was planning on standing on that podium and yelling out her entire presentation at the top of her lungs. "As I am confident you all already know, grace and serenity are two of the most prized qualities in a princess, allowing us to guide our kingdoms with patience, virtue, and fairness! But there are times when the forces of evil, with spirits shrouded in the heart of darkness, attempt to stand, raising their swords against all that which our kingdoms hold dear!"

Yes. Yes, she really did talk like that. And pose like that. And jump around like that.

"Being from the city of Seyruun, a city that prides itself on its prosperity, peace, and pacifist nature, my father, the Crown Prince Philionel el De Sairune and I have devoted our lives to keeping our home safe, while still proudly upholding the peaceful traditions of our people! Because Seyruun values its good relations with the leaders of other proud, noble kingdoms, I have come here today to share with you just a few of the important, peaceful methods to turn would-be villains away from the sanctity of your home!"

She gave a nod of her head, and two members of the convention staff came in, carrying a straw-filled cloth dummy that was dressed up in fuchsia outfit complete with cape, armor, and a long red wig. It wasn't that Amelia had anything against Miss Lina. In fact, she was one of her closest friends. She was just... also the one person who had caused more property damage clear across the world and even in Amelia's own kingdom than possibly anyone else, anywhere. She wanted the princesses around here to know what they should be looking out for. Honest.

"Now," Amelia pressed on, nodding her approval as the staff positioned the effigy in a roped-off area near the podium. "The first of the methods of preserving peace in your kingdom that I'm going to show you today is one that I hold very near to my heart! My father and I have spent many hours working very hard on prefecting the art of this method, combining the true essence of goodness with a very convincing means of turning a would-be enemy away right at the front gates of the city!"

She leapt again, this time face-first toward the dummy, arms back behind her and only moving forward as she yelled, somehow louder than before, "PACIFIST CRUSH!"

Straw flew out in all directions as her fists made solid contact with the dummy's stomach, and it wasn't until it settled that she dusted off her hands and pressed on while the staff brought in a second doll to replace the mangled tatters of the first.

"The second of the methods that I'm going to show you today actually works better with a partner to assist in launching you toward the vile fiend! But, because my father couldn't be here today, I'm going to do my best to show you with what I have at my own disposal! Levitation!" Yes. Yes, she did just cast a flying spell. And now she was floating backwards, to get a bit more distance between herself and the dummy. A true peaceful approach apparently required a decent amount of room in which to work up momentum, after all.

"GOOD WILL TOWARDS MEN SMASH!"

Realistically, it didn't seem to differ much from the Pacifist Crush, except that it had started from up in the air and it seemed to require the ability to fly. Once again, there was straw everywhere. Once again, they were bringing in another dummy to replace the last one.