upthere: (Sebastian on a plate?!)
[Ariel's closet is getting ridiculously full. With every piece of clothing that got dirty, she got a new one rather than washing it, because the washing machine was a mystery that she couldn't figure out and didn't really want to figure out. But forty dresses and other such things in her closet? This is a little too much.

So, Ariel's in the back of the kitchen where the washer and dryer are, and she's got a frown and a squint on her face as she leans to try to figure this out. The clothes go in... here, right? Right. That's the only place they can go. And then... This detergent stuff goes in with them. How much goes in...?

Surely, the more that goes in, the cleaner it'll be, right?

...

Well.

Twenty minutes later, the entire first floor and even the bottom of the stairs of Community Housing 4 is absolutely covered with soap suds. Ariel's by the entrance of the kitchen, on her knees and trying desperately to get the bubbles back into the kitchen. It's... mostly a futile effort, so she holds her hair with both hands, unaware that she just got bubbles in it, and then she slides across the suds to get to her journal on the counter.

The image shows her looking off to the side awkwardly, before she smiles widely and writes. She's... trying to be innocent, like she did nothing wrong, but... ahaha...]


Does How Could someone tell me how the clothing cleaner works? Is that what it's called?

And [...] how to clean up a lot of [...] bubbles?
upthere: (I can't think of a joke keyword)
[It's been more than three days since Ariel first got to Luceti. It was terrifying and heartbreaking to think that her three days were up, that she never found Eric, and she'd be enslaved by Ursula forever.

But night passed on that day, and she was still human. Still without a voice... but still herself, not bound by anyone. And that fact made her more relieved than she's possibly ever been.

Now she's here in the plaza, sitting at the fountain and just watching people go by. Occasionally, she'll get up and fuss over something that looks strange, because Ariel is just so happy to see things that aren't from the water. But otherwise, she'll just smile if people notice her and try to engage in silent conversation. It's really interesting, meeting all these people...

Not to mention that it's crowded and Ariel really doesn't want to try standing up and walking with all these people around. She's sure she'll get knocked to the ground.]
upthere: (There's a week for sharks?!)
[When Ariel burst out of the sea, she had expected to still be in the water. What she wasn't expected was to be stuck up in a tree.

At least, she thinks it's called a tree. Whatever it is, she's stuck in it, and the ground is pretty far beneath her.

She leans over to cling to the trunk of the tree and stares down, wondering how she got up here and how to get down and - and is that... is that the ground?

Then she... She's on the land?

Ariel slowly looks over to her legs. Legs. Legs! She can't help stretching one out, and the shock on her face turns into elation. It worked! The spell worked! Oh, she has to find Eric now! She -

She's so happy that she very nearly falls out of the tree, and she holds tightly to the trunk again. Yeaaah, she should. Probably not move much right now, even for Eric.

Maybe someone will come along...]

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