Pr3typriincess hosted a tea party. And a tea party—in Pr3typriincess’ hands—has its own rules. This time she forced everyone to wear a pink dress and a pink childlike hennin. Even you, since you were invited as well.

Everyone who was invited was sitting around a circular table, all in their forced clothing. Some seemed mildly annoyed at their new clothing, some seemed neutral about it. 1x1x1x1 complained the most about his new clothes. The pink didn’t fit his green at all, he complained. Every time he did, Pr3typriincess would give him the side eye.

(ts so rushed- i’ll make it longer ik its short ikayk that)