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Skating queen was born to skate and everyone knew it. She didn't know how it started, her love of ice was as old as the moon herself, the mint-like air burning her lungs as her skates glided across the ice, the whip of her hair as she spun around and around, the sparkle of the ice glinting off the lights. It was exhilarating.
The day she fell even more in love with ice was the day she met the love of her life. It was a cold winter day, Skating queen was just entering the skating building to practice her routine, there was a hockey team just finishing up their training.
While signing in, Skating queen watched the players, out of the corner of her eye, skate around obstacles knocking pucks into the goal at the end of the rink. She recognized the players as the local professional team
Skating queen grabbed her skates and bags off of the counter, moving for the door she narrowly missed running into a short green-haired guy with a huge bucket of rose petals pushing his way through the rink's doors. She murmured a quiet apology to the young man and pulled open the other door allowing him to pass through. He stumbled through a thank you as he scrambled through the door, dragging the bucket behind himself.
Skating queen gave a quick nod to the young man as she let herself through those same doors, relishing the burst of cold air that graced her face as she entered the arena and the sound of metal on ice, as she made a bee-line for her own little secluded corner of the rink's attached locker room to hastily change into her practice outfit before hitting a snag with the back-sewn zipper attached to the silver and purple romper. During her struggles with her zipper, Skating Queen was made unaware of the hockey team currently filing in through the door until she heard a quiet cough and a mumbled “excuse me” as the captain of the hockey team reached over Skating queens head to pull open the locker directly next to Skating queens own personal locker.
Skating queen quickly stepped out of the way to let the hockey player access her locker before returning her attention to the caught zipper of her outfit; carefully prying the caught fabric from the teeth of the zipper. After quietly finishing fixing her outfit, she tucked her bag and clothes into her locker, grabbing her skates as she walked over to the nearby mirror and fixed her hair into her signature bun.
Skating queen cut through the ruckus of the rowdy hockey team as she made her way back to the main rink with her skates in hand. She sits down on a rinkside bench and slips off her shoes, she sets them down next to her skates. Skating queen picks up a skate and unties the long laces of the shoe, slipping it onto her foot and retying the laces, doing the same for the other shoes.
Skating queen makes sure the guards are off on her skates and then steps on the ice, savoring the soft initial sounds of the ice under her feet. She skates around some to warm up and then starts running through her routine gradually speeding up to head into a fast series of spins and toe loops, colors and sounds blurring as she moves occasionally catching the blue blur of someone leaning against the rink guard wall, she takes a deep breath to prepare for the final twist of her routine leaning forward to catch the toe of her skate, pulling her leg up into a tight spin and just letting herself spin for a second naturally slowing down to a stop in the middle of the ring, breathing heavy as she pauses, her eyes wandering the rink she realizes just who has been watching
Skating queen cookie takes a deep breath and skates forward towards the lone blue figure before stilling as a loud bang sounds overhead, she looks up just as a pound of glitter and rose petals scatters around her, her eyes making contact with the local florist standing on the catwalk above her, panicking, a barrel on its side next to him its contents spilling off of the catwalk and onto the rink below.
Skating queen looks down at the ice and then over to the rinkside, where in the commotion, her visitor has started making her way across the ice to skating queen with skating queens sneakers in hand.
Ice candy cookie holds up skating queens shoes
“I think you might need these”