{Whinnie}
She hopped up onto the chariot, her snowflake dress spinning rapidly. Her stylist cam over and pressed a button somewhere, and she saw Tony flakes begin to fal between the white fabric and the lace netting. She grinned at her stylist and stood straight.
{Ahkris)
He was in something comfortable and soft. The stylist told him he looked like his partner. Whatever that looked like. He was led up o to the chariot, and he slowly stood, not wanting to fall.



























