But For Her, It Was Tuesday
“This wasn’t the plan,” Aria groaned.
“We can spare a few moments,” Adagio growled in reply.
“I don’t see why you should encourage her. How can we get any closer to restoring our power acting like this?” Aria paused. “Perhaps I’ve let you play leader too long—”
Suddenly, there was a hand gripping her chin. “Oh, little Aria wants to be in charge, does she? Little Aria’s got a plan, does she?” The hand squeezed, and she squirmed. “Maybe little Aria should remember her place.”
The hand released, and Aria stumbled back, scowling.
From behind, Adagio heard a door open as someone skipped towards them.
“Mmmmm, this place has the best fish tacos! Thanks for stopping here!”
With no one looking, Adagio let herself indulge in a soft smile for the briefest of moments. “Of course, Sonata. We should get to enjoy the little things sometimes.”
Intra-Dazzling ships never quite feel right, simply because of their toxic yet codependent interpersonal dynamic. This is a heartwarming moment, don’t get me wrong, it’s just hard for me to reconcile it with how I view the characters.
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Huh. I definitely did not intend for that to feel shippy, just a moment of Adagio being a bit more humanized to fit the prompt. Maybe using the word "soft" was a mistake.
EDIT: To quote how I put it in discord (for others): The idea was meant to be that Adagio is relaxing, just a little, post-Rainbow Rocks. Not enough to let any of the others challenge her authority, but enough to let them indulge in things that make them happy, rather than her past full-on dedication to the now-lost cause.
So yeah, more sisterly bond belatedly developing.
I thought too that this was a sisterly bond.
Also considering at which time you set the fic, it makes it even stronger for me, considering how Sonata could show later her favourite food on her costume.