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[river_meimei]

River is perched on a barstool, happily sipping... something. It's very pink. And fizzy, and equipped with a curly straw and a small plastic monkey.

Even the monkey is pink.

(River's wearing brown -- her long coat -- and shades of yellow. The contrast of colors is something Kaylee and Wash would both approve of.)

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[http://users.livejournal.com/_purple_crayon/]

Oooooh. Person.

With some difficulty, Harold manages to scramble onto the barstool next to River. He points at her drink.
"Pi'k!"
Then his eyes grow wide.
"MONKEY!"

He takes out his crayon and draws a monkey, which starts to hop around near River.
"Two monkeys!"

[river_meimei]

River grins at Harold, and bends over to watch the drawing.

When the monkey begins to hop around, her eyes widen. She doesn't seem as startled as most people might be, though; instead, she watches with fascination.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_purple_crayon/]

The monkey takes a fascination to River's hair. It's rather like a ladder, you know, especially if you're good with the climbing and you're wee little.
The monkey climbs a bit up River's hair and swiiiiiiiiiings and plays.

Harold laughs and squees.

[river_meimei]

River is beaming at the monkey, and not moving a muscle.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_purple_crayon/]

The monkey climbs up to the top of her head.
KING OF THE MOUNTAIN!!!
He jumps lots. Soo TALL!

Harold laughs, funny monkey!
And because in the picture book Harold reads, the monkey is friends with the elephant, Harold draws an elephant. Said elephant is about the size of an adult's hand.

The elephant stomps towards River's Pink!Drink and trumpets.

[river_meimei]

Oh, if only Anthy were here.

"You can be Joanie's long-lost cousin," River whispers to the tiny elephant, and beams at it too, keeping her head very still for the monkey's sake.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_purple_crayon/]

The monkey, apparently very delighted to see the elephant, swings down using River's hair and lands on top of the elephant. The elephant reaches up and pets the monkey fondly and trumpets.

Harold draws a normal sized butterfly. Butterflys are good. And pretty! And everyone likes butterflies.

The butterfly lights on River's nose.

[river_meimei]

River, predictably, goes cross-eyed to watch its purple wings slowly beat against the air.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_purple_crayon/]

Harold points at her nose.
"But-fly! Pwetty!"

The elephant trumpets again. He aparently does not like being ignored. The monkey swings on the elephant's trunk.

[called_lioness]

Lucy blinks.

And blinks again.

Because--well, that's very pink, after all. Lucy has seen many drinks, but never one quite so, well, bright.

[river_meimei]

River grins at her. Possibly she interprets the blinking as admiration; possibly she just feels like grinning at someone.

[called_lioness]

Lucy grins back, even if she's still a bit surprised by the intensity of the hue of the drink. "Good evening. I'm sorry, but--what are you drinking?"

[river_meimei]

"It's pink," says River happily, and obviously.

It's also fizzy, and opaque, and if Lucy's near enough she may be able to smell raspberries and strawberries.

[called_lioness]

"I did notice that," with a half laugh.

Lucy is not given to smelling others' drinks, it must be said, but she comes over and offers a hand after a moment, and likely she can catch the scent from that, if only a little. "Lucy Pevensie. I'm sorry, I've just never seen a drink quite so pink." Red, certainly, but not pink.

[river_meimei]

River blinks at Lucy's hand, and then, a little uncertainly, extends the drink for Lucy to try.

[called_lioness]

Lucy must have something in her eye, as she's blinking again.

"Oh--no, no thank you," dropping her hand after a moment. "It's yours, after all."

[river_meimei]

"Yes," says River happily.

[creator_raven]

Raven pokes very carefully at the monkey.

The motion is, perhaps, a little too deliberate.

"It is meant not to move?"

[river_meimei]

River glances at him.

"You'll have to ask him."

[creator_raven]

Raven blinks.

"The poking is not enough?"

He is hopeful, it seems.

[river_meimei]

River makes a faint face.

That'd be a no.

[creator_raven]

Raven wrinkles his nose.

"Very well."

And he leans over to whisper something to the plastic monkey.

[river_meimei]

River leans over slightly, trying to eavesdrop.

[creator_raven]

It is possible he is also fiddling very carefully with the threads on his coatsleeve.

He might also say something that sounds like --climbing, if you would?.

The really funny part is when the monkey moves.

Because it moves really damn fast.

[river_meimei]

River jumps, and squeaks just a little.

Happily.