This morning, while I was in the bathroom making myself pretty for the day, Minx flew up to my face, beaming with joy.
“Look!” she shouted, posing sexily in front of my nose. She took a deep breath, waiting for my answer.
“Um… ah…” I wasn’t sure what she wanted me to say. “I don’t… know… No, you don’t look fat in that outfit?”
She folded her arms and frowned.
“No, silly, LOOK!”
I swear, I couldn’t see anything different! Then she explained it all:
“My BOOBS are BIGGER!”
And here comes my mistake: with one hand, I pulled Mandy’s magnifying lamp between us and had it focus on Minx’s chest. Even thusly augmented, it didn’t look any different.
“Are you sure?”
Minx’s face turned bright red, and I suddenly realized what I’d just said. She glared at me for what felt like an eternity, then quickly zipped out of view.
I can’t believe I did that!
–Jaycee
8 thoughts on “I Made a Boo-Boo”
Lunaroki
*shakes head* Someday you’ll learn.
Jaycee
It… just happened. I didn’t mean any harm by it, I just wanted to have a closer look! I swear, I didn’t realize how bad it sounded until after the words came out. It’s not like I meant it as a snark or anything!
Gaaaaah…
–Jaycee
thelurker
Seems to me there is one way Minx can make sure that you are aware of differences in boob size, subtle or otherwise, as well as how inappropriate it feels to have one’s boobs commented on.
Jaycee
Hey, faeries are PROUD of their breast size! When they HAVE them in the first place, which Minx… doesn’t. Next time, I’ll say something like “Wow, those are getting HUGE!” That’s the faerie equivalent of looking slim for human females…
–Jaycee
Lurker
Nah, I suggest finding her and saying something like “What’s the big deal about boos anyway? Half of the population doesn’t have any and we’re doing quite fine without them.”
I am sure that such a level-headed approach will get her to calm down and see reason.
Gallstone
… You’re not quite up to speed on how faeries operate yet, are you?
Lurker
I’m as innocent as they come
Gallstone
I recommend immediate and egregious grovelling, followed by a trainload of presents. You currently have a reasonable relationship with Minx, you want to mend fences before things get as bad as they were with Attitude — or worse.