Mlp Role Play~ Not Accepting At this moment in time.

[parfom]

Song looked at mythic. "would you like to see her now? I have to go there anyways to get my dress. I was wondering... Would you join me? I mean, if you want to..."

Mythic smiled. " I would love to "

" Glad to help " sky walked up to sky dancer " so how can i help?

" You could help me making some new for salke models " Sky said. " Oh, it`s almost 5 hours ! The second dress will be gone soon !~

Then she looked at Midsummer. " Summy, would you like to have that dress ? " Sky dancer smiled.

[opti-mism]

Song smiled and walked with mythic to the dress shop, and opened the door, walking into sky dancers store

[parfom]

Mythic whisteled.

Sky Dancer opened her eyes widely. She ran to the counter. " Sis ? " She said. She jumped on Mythic and jumped up, to fly round in her own shop. " Im so happy to see you again ! "

[T u m b l e]

Sky raced out "sorry sky 'dance, i can't help you i got to help lucus wit his stall" sky ran out and put un a big stall saying ' The gala has been resigned to tomorrow, sorry '

[parfom]

Sky dancer nodded slowly, now calmed down. " Okay. I will tell everypony i know. " She ran to her little room, and put on the microphone " EVERYPONY :THE GALA IS TOMORROW: NOT TONIGHT ! " This was to here in whole Ponyville and Cloudesdale.

[tolkien quitting]

"Lucus?" She called, fluttering around

[T u m b l e]

"thank bolts that done" he raced to sky dancer "thank you" Then lucus heard someone call his name and he headed to the sound.

"ok i can help you now" sky smiled "ok where should i start?" she asked sky ' d

[tolkien quitting]

Kylie smiled at lucus, "You forgot these." She showed him the last few sculptures, "Where can i put them?"

[T u m b l e]

"oh no worries i'll just put them here" lucus put them in his bag and smiled "thanks by the way" he pulled out a rose and handed it to her "This day is pointless with a little mystery" he smiled and flew off.

[parfom]

Sky Dancer pulled out a sketch of a mannequin on a paper. She also got a pencil. " Fiwst skwetch wit, i maw chawnge twe dewsigwn a wittle " She said, some needles in her mouth, wich she pinned down the fabric on the mannequin with.