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"Oh well..." That was all Eru Chitanda could think to say as the school bell tolled, signaling the closing of the day. She had sat in the Classic Literature clubroom for the better part of an hour and no one had come by. Mayaka Ibara was sick and had not come to school, Satoshi Fukube told her he had Student Council to attend to, and Hotarou Oreki...well, he just disappeared. The black-haired Classic Lit president could only sigh as she packed up her bag and made for the door. The setting sun cast a glare in her violet eyes, temporarily blinding her. Perhaps it was just as well that today be a slow one with no meeting, since none had come

"Argh!" D.Va groaned, smashing the fire buttons on her mech's controls. "Why don't you go down?!" Soldier 76 just could not stand still, and the Korean struggled to keep her target reticle on him. How on earth could someone like him be so nimble? Not only that, but the further the fight went on, the more he chipped away at her mech's armor. When he readied a helix rocket, she quickly raised her shield, blocking it with a ball of flames before the matrix. The impact of the rocket shook her frame a bit, and the rear part of her skirt rolled up her thighs slightly. Normally, she would not be caught dead in anything other than her pilot's plugs

Rikka Takanashi finished tying her white apron over her new blue knee-length dress, eyeing herself in the mirror. The "Far Eastern Magic Society" had a special event that involved cosplay, and she was chosen to cosplay Alice from Alice in Wonderland. Yuuta had already gone ahead, because he wanted his cosplay to be kept secret. She sighed quietly as she fluffed out her dress, and looked herself over before heading out. The dress was a deep blue with puffy sleeves trimmed with white frills and the hem trimmed with a light blue frill. The bodice was topped with a white collar around which Rikka had strung a light blue ribbon in the form of a b

The young princess of the Mushroom Kingdom wondered to herself how it was possible to run in high heels without tripping over herself. As she sprinted over the fields and jumped across hills to escape the gang of Koopa Troopas and Goombas looking to capture her. How was it possible that she always was captured by that vile Bowser was a mystery. After so many battles with Mario, one would think he would learn his lesson! After landing daintily off a hill, Princess Peach lifted her skirts and continued running, heading towards a green pipe whose rim was rather low to the ground, lower than normal. Her plan was to jump over it, and continue on

"Quick, child," the Huntsman told Snow White, "run! Run away! Hide!" The young princess could not move her feet, and take his advice. The shock of her stepmother's plot and the shock of seeing her trusted huntsman raise his dagger in anger had her petrified. It took yet another verbal cue to shake her out of her stupor. "In the woods! Anywhere!" Snow White started to walk back, but still had a hesitance in her step. Why on earth couldn't she move? "Never come back!" the Huntsman warned. "Now go! GO!" Finally reality set in, and Snow White turned away and ran. She ran headlong into the woods, into the darkness, and the unknown. There was

It was a somewhat cloudy day as Belle was returning to the castle, traipsing through the Black Forest. Belle sighed heavily, relieved at the end another tiring day; she had spent much of it travelling through the village. Normally she was delighted to visit her old home, and check in on her father, but it was made tiring by her choice wardrobe. Rather than her normal long blue dress and white apron, she chose a golden ballgown, the same one she often wore when waltzing with the Prince. It hardly was suited for the outdoors, but ever since her marriage to the Prince, fancy dresses and special gatherings were common. She had to look her best, e