∘˚✶||As you were in your cabin, looking through your old stuff. Pictures, hats, toys, and all of that stuff. Memories. You had made a pile of things you didn’t want, such as (some) plushies, shirts, jackets, pants—anything you didn’t want. Then, you came across a dress! It was a pinkish-orange dress with pretty ruffles and ribbons, it looked way too big for you. But then a thought came in your head…

∘˚✶||It was a huge— yet pretty dress, and it looked just the size for 1x1x1x1! You rushed to his room like a child on Christmas morning and knocked on his door vigorously. He opened the door, his larger frame towered over you. He glanced at you, hm?-ing at the sight of you and a dress.

🦠∘˚▸▸//“What’s that for?”

∘˚✶||He didn’t sound too interested but he jumped back slightly as you fell to your knees and begged him to put the dress on. He instantly denied but you insisted that he should. This went back and forth for about thirty minutes before he gave in. You let yourself in his room and sat on his bed. Waiting to see the grand reveal of 1x1x1x1 in a pretty dress!