[TIME WARP] Disney Cruise~

[Christina Byrne]

Christina at Five Years
1998 - A Disney Cruise Ship - Breakfast with the Characters
Tagged: Clarity

The boat rocked in the water as the tiny girl tried her best to sleep. Last night, her father had talked to her about going to eat breakfast with Mickey Mouse, Minnie, Goofy, Pluto, the princesses, Chip, and Dale. Chip and Dale had always been her favorite, so as soon as the sun made an appearance in the window, she was wide awake and unable to contain her excitement. Giving up on trying to sleep, Christina stood up and tiptoed to her dresser. She had to be careful not to wake up her mom and dad, or else she'd get yelled at or asked questions for an hour about why she couldn't sleep. The perks of having a psychologist for a mom. She opened a drawer and pulled out the costume she'd brought along with her. Snow white, complete with black wig and bow. Christina giggled quietly and changed out of her pajamas. Though she'd worn it for Halloween last year, she wasn't all too sure about how to put a wig on. In the end, her settled for pulling her hair up onto the top of her head and pulling the wig over it, hoping that was right. When she finished it off with the red bow and princess shoes, the tiny girl looked in her mirror and smiled.

Not much later, Andrew Byrne woke up and stepped into his daughter's room, bursting into laughter upon seeing her attire. "Just what are you wearing, dear?" Christina pouted and crossed her arm, knowing he wasn't making fun of her but slightly offended anyway. "I'm Snow White, Daddy. Don't you like it?" Sitting on her bed dejectedly, she didn't notice when he stepped up to her until he knelt down to look her in the face. Her green-gray eyes looked back at him softly, her lips still in a pout due to his mocking. This quickly disappeared with his next statement, though. "I love it. You look like a regular princess. You'll fit right in at breakfast today." The pout turned into a beaming smile as the small girl jumped up from the bed and spun around in a circle, showing off her dress. She felt like a princess on the inside, and now she looked like one, too. Christina bounded into the next room to show off her dress to her mom, who couldn't decide if she should let the girl wear it or not. If she got made fun of, it could ruin her self esteem... Though she had to be given the chance to be independent... After thought, Katherine Byrne decided it would be okay, making her daughter ecstatic.

When the entire family was ready to go, the small blonde grasped each of her parents' hands and pulled with all her might, impatient to get to the breakfast. "Come on, guys! I need autographs! And pictures!" After Mr. Byrne checked that she had her camera and autograph book, the three were out in the hall. Christina ran ahead to the elevator, forcing her parents to speed up in order to keep her in sight. She pressed the down button repeatedly, bouncing up and down. When it arrived, she ran inside and pressed the button with a one on it. As the doors closed and the elevator started moving, she and her father looked at each other, jumping together just before it stopped. Best part about riding an elevator, in her opinion.

Across the hall, the doors to the dining hall were open and she could already see all the Disney characters inside. "Daddy! Daddy! Look! It's Mickey! Can I go get his autograph and picture pleaaaase?" Andrew chuckled and ran his hand through his hair, nodding. "We'll be at that table over there, okay? The one that Chip and Dale will be sitting at. Come right back." Christina quickly agreed and bounded over to Mickey Mouse. After getting an autograph and taking his picture, she bit her lip and looked back at her parents, talking to other parents sitting at the table who seemed to also be saving seats for the kids that were running around the room. She shrugged. Since they weren't paying attention.... They'd never have to know how long it took to get an autograph from Mickey. Christina ran over to Goofy, dodging people as she went, and got a picture and autograph from him as well before heading back to the table.

When she arrived, she saw a girl about her age sitting next to the seat her father had reserved for her. Christina sat down happily and turned to the other girl. "Hiya! I'm Christina. Chip and Dale are my favooorite characters. I'm so happy they'll be eating with us. Who are your favorites?" She felt a nudge in her side, given by her father's elbow. She knew what that meant. She was talking too much and too loudly and embarrassing her mom. She sighed and rolled her eyes before looking back to the other young girl.

[Clarity Ryder]

Clarity;; ♥

Six year-old Clarity

Clarity had trouble sleeping not because of excitement--she was fine with that--but because she never once in her life could sleep in a place she did not feel was home. Her four-year-old sister, Hope, was sharing a bed with her, curled up in a cute little ball and hugging Clarity's teddy as she slept soundly through the entire night. They were both exhausted, but the older of the two wasn't finding much reason to succumb to unconsciousness in the strange, cold, floating vessel of the sea. They had been run ragged, being shipped from one piece of Disney Magic to the next until Hope's eyes were drifting shut, even as their father told them that the next morning would be a breakfast with any of their favorite Disney characters. Of course, this lead to a sudden extra burst of energy from Hope of the kind that only four-year-olds could manage, and it took the family several more minutes to get her to get her in her pajamas and in bed, but as soon as she was there, she passed out immediately.

In the morning, Clarity was a little grumpy and tired from the mostly-sleepless night(She slept from 3 A.M. to 5 A.M., so she got a couple hours), and Hope was bouncy and excited. Their mother helped them pull out the costumes they had decided on back on land out of the girls' shared suitcase, and they curled their hair and stood in front of the mirror complimenting each other on their amazingtastical princess dresses. Their father produced the camera and took several pictures of his two little angels in princess garb, and then they were off. Down the halls, through the early-morning crowds, and finally into the breakfast hall. Hope tugged at their mother's hand and immediately, those two were off looking for every princess and female cartoon character that would pause to look at them. Clarity stuck with her father, examining the room with wide eyes and not really rushing forwards to meet any of the characters--what if they could tell she wasn't a real princess? Was there a rule against that? She hoped not.

Anyway, there was Belle. Clarity's favorite princess, if not overall her favorite character--that place in her heart was reserved for some slightly less appreciated characters. She hugged clarity and signed the little notebook her father supplied, and posed for a picture with Clarity. When Clare walked to the table with her father--Hope and Sera hadn't returned yet; they were still somewhere over by Cinderella, Hope's favorite character and current costume--Tomas turned to his daughter and said, "You make a very pretty little princess. I bet that Belle was secretly super jealous of you." And Clarity smiled, her perfect line of white baby teeth sparkling.

Then a rather excited girl sat down next to Clarity, bouncing a little and asking what her favorite characters were. "Really? She said, her eyes widening again. "I... I love Chip and Dale." Remembering her manners--manners make perfect princesses, as her mother said the week before--she held her little hand out to Christina and smiled. "I'm Clarity." She was being watched carefully by her father, but she didn't mind. She liked that this little girl dressed as Snow White was also appreciative of Chip and Dale.

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[Christina Byrne]

Green eyes wide, the small girl was practically bouncing in her seat with excitement. Disney characters flooded around the room. Princesses walked gracefully about while other characters thudded their way around the room, making their way to the tables they would be sitting at for the breakfast. Her dad nudged her again and asked if she'd gotten the chance to see Snow White while she was out there. Remembering that she'd promised to come straight back after seeing Mickey, Christina shook her head and smiled innocently. "No, Daddy. You said come right back." He smiled back and patted her shoulder, obviously happy that she'd listened. A quick glance at her mom, though, revealed that she obviously saw through the whole act. Oh, boy. That would be a punishment later. Christina wrinkled her nose and looked back at her new friend as her dad promised they would meet Snow White later.

"I... I love Chip and Dale. I'm Clarity." Christina's jaw dropped as Clarity said she loved the two Disney characters. She shook her new friend's hand excitedly before letting go and speaking. "Really? Not many people do. Most people are obsessed with Mickey and Minnie, but not me. I like Goofy, too. Oh, and Snow White of course." Christina looked around the room, trying to find the two that would be sitting at their table. She'd almost forgotten about her black wig until she saw the hair out of the corner of her eye. She turned excitedly to Clarity and grasped a strand of her fake hair. "Psst. This is just a wig. My actual hair is blonde and way longer." She smiled proudly, like she'd just told the biggest secret in the world.

Chip and Dale came into sight, walking toward the table with big old smiles on their faces. Of course the smiles were all part of the costume - the big fake head that someone inside was wearing - but five-year-old Christina didn't know this and bounced excitedly in her chair as they walked over. "Oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my gosh, oh my goosssshhhh. It's them. It's Chip and Dale!" She muttered, seemingly to herself, as they sat down. The small girl tugged on her father's sleeve. "Daddy, would now be a good time to ask for their autograph?" He nodded. Christina slipped her autograph book across the table with a pen and waited impatiently for them to finish signing and slide it back. She laughed quietly at the way Dale signed his name, with the 'e' backwards.

A man with a microphone showed up and said that the buffet was open for people to go to. Christina looked at her new friend and smiled. "Wanna go get food with me?"