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When he returned, she squealed in excitement. He was holding a pair of gorgeous pale green overalls with a sequined rainbow on the front. But that wasn’t what made her squeal.
Nope it was the fact that he was carrying a matching pair of overalls in a smaller size.
For Razzie.
“Where did you find these? They’re awesome!” She jumped up and threw herself at him, hugging him tight.
“I see your legs have recovered, princess,” he said formally as she drew back and grabbed the outfits. “Shall I leave you to get dressed or would you like your humble servant’s help?”
“Shoo-shoo!” she cried, waving her hands at him.
He left, and she quickly got dressed before putting the matching outfit on Razzie. She also added matching sequined headbands for extra sparkle.
A girl could never have too much sparkle.
And neither could a rainbow bear.
Some long rainbow socks, sparkly bracelets, and some bright eye makeup, and Isa-Bee was ready to face the day!
Finally, she stepped out of the bedroom and Loki started to immediately clap.
“Bravo, princess. You and Prince Razzie look positively rainbow-lescent.”
She giggled. “What are we going to do now?” Even though they’d never really talked about her Little, she’d always felt comfortable around Loki.
Because she knew he’d never put her down. He’d never make her feel ashamed.
“We are going to make a treehouse!” he said.
She gaped at him. “Really?”
“Really. I went and bought all the materials yesterday and I thought I’d—oomph.”
She slammed into him, cutting him off.
“I take it you approve?” he asked.
“Oh yeah. I approve.”
He smiled, but there was a hint of sadness to it. Like he thought he was losing her. “Good, Tink.”
Never gonna happen.
“What do we do first, Ki-Ki? Ooh, do I gets a hammer? Nails? What about one of those cool belts?”
“Hmm, I’m not sure I trust you with those things.”
She sucked in a breath. “How rude!”
“I might have bought you something, though.”
Of course he had. He was always buying her things he thought she needed. He disappeared into his room again, and when he returned, he was carrying a box.
“Come with me.” He walked into her bedroom and placed the box on her unmade bed.
Maybe she ought to start tidying up after herself.
But, nah . . . that sounded boring.
