Nathaniel's bunny slippers were thrown to the side, slightly dusty from the ground in the training ring, as Nathaniel hunched over and placed his hands on his kneecap. He gasped for breath, shaking his head and holding a finger up to Nightmare as if to say "One minute please". The beautiful ukulele was next to him on the ground, but it looked still as if it were brand new and hadn't just been violently played on for the past few hours. "Look", Nathaniel said, taking in another gasp of air before looking up at Nightmare, "Sugar, I'm not made out for exercise. Have you seen me? Do I look like I.. ", a dramatic pose, blowing a kiss to Nightmare, "..exercise at all?". Bending down, Nathaniel grabbed his ukulele, grabbing it by the neck of the instrument and walking over, slipping his dirty bunny slippers on and grabbing his rumpled clipboard. Nightmare didn't acknowledge him, but led him up the stairs and to a bright pink door. The door definitely matched the sugar sweet little girl that he saw before. Calling after Nightmare, he yelled "Have a good night Sugar!", before turning and opening the door, slipping inside.
As soon as he opened the door, Sweet Dreams was there to greet him. He opened his mouth to speak, but the girl excitedly took his arm, while he clutched the ukulele and paperwork with his hands, and led him through the room. It was as if he wandered into the set of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Everything looked delicious and his stomach growled for a second at the sight at all of the sweets. "Am I able to eat som-", but the girl stopped at some beanbag chairs and sunk down. Nathaniel followed suit, accidentally strumming a few strings on his ukulele as he settled in. Placing the belongings next to him on the beanbag, he looked at Sweet Dreams. She pulled out a map and excitedly showed him places, before stopping at The Edge and issuing a warning. Nathaniel knew, at that moment, that he wanted to go to The Edge. He was always that kid growing up who would say "I'll show you" when someone told him not to do something. This has led to a lot of bruises, broken bones, scratches, and other ailments.
At the mention of a medallion, Nathaniel parted his lips and stood with his mouth agape as he thought. He looked, rather silly. "Umm," Nathaniel started, his Southern drawl add just a bit of twang to it, "I mean.. it can be anything on the medallion? I want it to say "Gangsta" ", Nathaniel smiled, indents forming in his cheeks as he smiled, his eyes crinkling. "I mean, I gotta represent, you know?".
As soon as he opened the door, Sweet Dreams was there to greet him. He opened his mouth to speak, but the girl excitedly took his arm, while he clutched the ukulele and paperwork with his hands, and led him through the room. It was as if he wandered into the set of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. Everything looked delicious and his stomach growled for a second at the sight at all of the sweets. "Am I able to eat som-", but the girl stopped at some beanbag chairs and sunk down. Nathaniel followed suit, accidentally strumming a few strings on his ukulele as he settled in. Placing the belongings next to him on the beanbag, he looked at Sweet Dreams. She pulled out a map and excitedly showed him places, before stopping at The Edge and issuing a warning. Nathaniel knew, at that moment, that he wanted to go to The Edge. He was always that kid growing up who would say "I'll show you" when someone told him not to do something. This has led to a lot of bruises, broken bones, scratches, and other ailments.
At the mention of a medallion, Nathaniel parted his lips and stood with his mouth agape as he thought. He looked, rather silly. "Umm," Nathaniel started, his Southern drawl add just a bit of twang to it, "I mean.. it can be anything on the medallion? I want it to say "Gangsta" ", Nathaniel smiled, indents forming in his cheeks as he smiled, his eyes crinkling. "I mean, I gotta represent, you know?".