"It's just a little show for daddy's birthday, Polly, come on~!"

"Trucy, no! I so don't want to do this!" Apollo whined, trying to head for the door. The taller, considerably blonder man stopped him, smiling a smile that no one could resist, male or female.

"Ach, Herr Forehead, we can't leave the fraulein to be alone on stage! Such is a travesty!" Stupid silky voice. He probably always got his way as a child. Freakin' Klavier.

"Yeah Polly," Trucy pouted, her face pleading. "You never come to my shows, and all I need is a little help... I didn't even make you wear the outfit..." Her eyes slid to the Gramarye replica outfits on the table next to her. Apollo shuddered.

"...Just. This. Once," Apollo tried to make his voice as final as possible, but it turned to jello at the end once Trucy's face lit up.

"Oh thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!" She squealed, whirling her little gold cane around as she hooked her arms around Apollo and Klavier. She practically drug them into the next room.

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"Hello, and welcome to the show! Tonight I have two special guests!" Trucy beamed, suppressing the urge to wave to the man in the blue hat, sitting in the easy chair. That, however, didn't stop the man from tempting her by waving to her himself. "May I present my lovely assistants, Klavier and Polly!"

He got top billing? Cuuute. The pretend thunder of applause kept roaring whilst Klavier stood there, bowing, blowing kisses, and just... well, being Klavier. Trucy smiled, wheeling a table full of props, which signaled Klavier's pretend ovation to die down a bit. Just then, Apollo noted something odd.

"Trucy, hey... where's your scarf?"

She blinked once, feeling her neck. "Oh shoot! I guess I forgot it!" She stuck her tounge out, tapping her hat with her fist. "However~ That's an easy fix, Polly!" She said, with her voice full of sugar. Suddenly, her little cane was gone - a red silk scarf sat in her hand. The audience of one oohed and aahed. Huh, he'd never seen her do magic before, really; well, aside from making his stuff disappear.

"Fraulein! What will our first big trick be?" Klavier called from the other side of the room. Apollo crossed his arms haughtily, confident that no one was looking at him, so he was free to pout.

"Oh I'm glad you asked, Klavier! We shall be~" She said, waving a hand in front of her, pulling those god forsaken panties out of nowhere. "Pulling things out of my magic panties~!" The audience cheered. She sat the garment on the table in front of her, reaching in. And reach in she did - she was in up to her arm before her face lit up. "Ah hah! I have something! Polly! Help me! I can't get it!"

Apollo was genuinely intrigued now, so he walked over, grabbing her around the waist, pulling.

"Aaaah! I got it! Klavier, get ready to catch!" She squealed, as... a huge magic wand started to come out of the panties. Apollo about had a heart attack. She started directing it to Klavier, who caught it like it was an every day occurrence. Maybe he'd helped her before - or knew something he didn't ...or maybe he was just that cool. That was probably it.

By the time they finally removed the whole thing, it was eight feet long. Eight whole feet. Apollo gaped at it - and she was still reaching! She picked the panties up off the table, reaching in, and grabbing something. Klavier started to walk over, but she stopped him with a hand - a serious hand. She had... a serious look on her face.

Trucy? Serious? This was going to be interesting. She produced a... again, Apollo gaped. A three foot long sword. She put a hand on her hip, winking. A hush had fallen over the room.

Klavier even looked sort of nervous. Apollo glanced over to the easy chair.

...Mr. Wright even looked confused. This should be good.

She brought her free hand to her chin, pointing the sword at her lip, and she tipped back, the sword sliding into her mouth. Apollo blinked, his eyes wide. He looked at Klavier - his eyes were wide.

...Mr. Wright's hat was over his eyes. Let's hope he shut off that camera.

She kept going, until the hilt had hit her lips, her head knocked all the way back. She brought her hands slowly away, twirling around once to show her audience she had done what they witnessed - that she had indeed swallowed a sword. Her little gloved hands came slowly back to her mouth, drawing the sword with the utmost care. About half way out, Klavier and Apollo simultaneously noted - the sword was red. They both were beside her instantaneously, waiting for the end of the sword.

She pulled the last of it out, blinking innocently at the two of them - a smile. She spit something plastic and white out. Apollo's resulting face was severely unamused.

"It was a ketchup packet! You two are so easy to fool!"

Klavier stared for a moment, and then burst into laughter. "Ja! Wonderful trick, Fraulein, just wonderful."

Apollo just shot his unamused glare over to the chair. "Mr. Wright, you can look now." He shouted out. Mr. Wright was smiling, but you wouldn't need a spotlight to be able to see the ghost white color his skin was.

"Ahh... that was a good show Trucy," He choked out, standing up shakily from his chair. "L-let's go get cake now, eh?"

"I'll cut it!" She skipped off, the sword still in her hand. They all paled. "TRUCY!"