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.I'm Gonna Getcha.

Leaving the FairyTale meadow the traveler hears a voice singing.

Don't worry, everybody's got an angel
Sooner or later somebody's gonna love you well
There's no hurry
So don't worry
Cause you'll find the broken hearted
Fallen- fallen- now don't you worry
Cause everybody's got an angel.

Don't worry, everybody's got an angel
Sooner or later everybody's bound to tell
There's no hurry
So don't worry
Cause you'll find the broken hearted
Fallen- fallen- now don't you worry
Cause everybody's got an angel.


The singer comes into sight and the song ends, "Oh!" The mare startles, one graceful leg lifted mid-step. "I didn't know anyone was here..." she was charmingly embarrassed. But the traveler was too bowled over by her beauty to even hope to speak intelligently. O.O Surely she was not real? It rubs it's eyes and looks again. Staring in overwhelmed shock.

By then the lovely creature had regained her composure and smiled knowingly. The gray tiger striped cat on her back, waves her tail and meows amusedly. "Oh dear, my friend it would seem I have struck again." A fine giggle escapes her lips. The cat purrs, watching the traveler from under lowered lids. "Whatever am I going to do? Everyone is struck dumb in one glance. Though flattering it does make it hard to converse." She looks at the traveler as if to try and solve a problem. "Perhaps if I try this..." She then blows softly in the traveler's face...who then promptly falls over in a faint.

The mare couldn't help but laugh, "Oh my, that didn't work like I hoped." She shakes her head and then shrugs, the poor thing would wake up soon, meanwhile she sings another song. Her voice was so lovely.

Baby I want the
Love you been savin'
Tell me the truth
Boy why you been waitin'
Oh, oh, oh, oh can't blame me

We could be sweethearts
We could be never
Did you forget
I love you forever
Oh, oh, oh, oh can't blame me

I can see by now
You don't want to know
Can't blame me if I love you so

I'll be your dancer
A silky eyed lady
Dreamin' of moonlight
Hopin' that maybe
Oh, oh, oh, oh can't blame me

We could be sweethearts...

A nicker is heard later as a truely handsome stallion with a pink rose in his mouth approuches. Mamsi watches him come toward her, wondering what he was upto now. The closer he walks to Mamsi the shyer he seems to become once he reaches her his head is lowered and he couldn't even dare to look in her eyes. Strange, why is he so hesitant? Surely he didn't fear anything from such a beautiful gentle lady?

He drops the rose at her feet with a mumbled, "For you, Mamsi." The stallion barely waits for her to say thanks and pick it up before he's rushing away as if embarassed. Mamsi watches him leave a hint of puzzlement in her eyes but she dismisses it and takes her rose and puts it in a vase that was nearby and filled with similar roses in varying stages of passing. She nuzzles them softly, enjoying the sweet scent a moment before removing some of the truely gone by stems and laying them carefully beneath a tree as if giving them a respectful burial.

Meanwhile another of these lovely unicorns strolls up, bringing with her a wonderful smell of sweet spice like gingerbread and frosting.

The smell even apparently attracted the two colorful butterflies that were with her. They were carefully alighted on the tip of her nose and in her tail. The sight was so sweet and lovely, it lightened the spirits immensely.

Mamsi smiles, "Sella li, Fali'se'rinoc! It is good to see you, today."

The new mare smiles in return, "Sella li Mamsi'dazef! It is also good to see you. Did you get another one?" the rich brown mare indicates the roses.

Mamsi nods, "Yes, indeed isn't it pretty?" she nuzzles them again before walking to Fali'se'rinoc. "They all are." Fali says as she admires them. "Do you think he'll ever tell you why he is giving them to you?"

Mamsi shrugs delicately, "Who knows? Maybe someday..."








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All Painted Unicorns Are from The Silver Unicorn.
BG is from Red.