"Ollie you look soooo cute!"

"....Laura, what the heck are you making me wearing?!"

"Oh shut it, let me take a few minutes to appreciate your beauty! Will you lay down on the bench and let me paint you?"

"...Hell no. You done already? I'm taking this off"

"Awww such a shame! it looks so good on you though"

"Your brain must have a few screws loose to think a guy would look good in frills and ribbons"

Oliver von Drisden, age 17, gender male, nickname Ollie. Hobby: definitely not dressing up.

This is my childhood friend Laura Sigil. She is obssesed with making me wear her clothes lately. It's not like I enjoy wearing them! But female clothes are really something else. They have a lot of variations with the materials, not to mention all the vibrant colors! My clothes are either in black, white, or a shade in between. They are very boring!

...

ehem, I digress. As I was saying, Laura is asking me everyday to try this dress or try that dress it's driving me crazy. She would pull my arms continuously and prevent me from doing other activities until I say yes. To continue with my activities, I decided to grant her the joy of seeing me in frilly dress just this once.

Right now I am wearing a bright blue dress with frills and ribbons. It have a light layer of pink flowers sewn above it that have rhinestones and glitters. The combination is truly exquisite. I must say, I do look pretty beautiful. I might just date myself for being so pretty.

"Hey hey ollie, wear this one next!" says Laura while holding a bright yellow dress with floral patterns.

"Do I really have to try another dress? I changed so many time already"

"Oh please let this be the last one! And then we can have some tea on the garden! What do you say? They made some really good scones earlier today you have to try some!"

"The hell? You want me to drink tea with you wearing a dress?!"

"But but, you look so good! I mean the maids even mention you look even more beautiful than me"

"I am beautiful aren't I?"

"Yes yes! Ollie is the prettiest! And this dress will surely make you even more so!"

"I do like the color.. Okay then, but this is the last one!" I said while grabbing the dress from her hand and walking to the powder room to change.

"Yes!" whispers Laura to herself, giving herself an internal fist bump. My narssicistic bestie Ollie is so easy, it only took a few flattering to make her wear that. I simply must get the family painter to draw a portrait of me and him in the garden later!

After changing to the yellow dress, Laura managed to coax Ollie to let her do his makeup and hair to compliment the look. I mean since he's already wearing the dress I should complete the look!

"Ollie by the heavens you look so dashing! You must let me paint you in a dress sometime!"

"I'll think about it. The makeup and hair certainly compliments my look, as expected of my bestie Laura"

"Hehe, being an aspiring painter I should at least be able to do this much! I simply made you look like a model I would love to paint!"

Laura and I walked to the garden. The mansion is as big as always. The maids are busy with their work, but they can't help but compliment me when they passed us in the hallway.

"P-prince Oliver! By the heavens if I didn't know better I thought you were a visiting princess from another land"

"oh please, you flatter me Robert." I said, feeling pleased with myself.

"Robert can you prepare some tea and scones for us to have in the garden? Also please call our family painter right this instance!"

The head butler, Robert, took a bow to us before leaving to do what was requested. We head to the garden amids the Aahs and Oohs from the maids for seeing me.

"My, this scone is really good!" I said while eating the scones and tea we are served with.

"I know right, they did such a good job" said Laura while munching hers.

I quite satisfied with the response I got from the people in the hallway today. Even the gardener was speechless for a moment once he realized I am wearing a dress. They simply can't believe a guy can be this beautiful. I don't blame them though, I do look dazzling.

"Say Laura, I do look beautiful today, but I hate it when people kept mentioning how cute and pretty I am on a daily basis."

"Ooh is that so? I thought you love that"

"Not that I hate compliments but I am a guy damn it! Can someone say I am cool for once? I am a prince"

"Haha! If you ask me you should be born a princess instead of a prince!"

"I am a guy for heavens sake.. Why do the Gods punish me by making me so beautiful?"

"...I sometimes don't know if you love or hate being beautiful because you are conflicting your words"

"Anyway! What is your family painter doing painting us today! More people will mention how beautiful I am today after seeing the painting!"

"Oh no no don't mind me prince oliver! I am just painting the beautiful roses!"

"Lies! You have been at it for hours now until my scone is almost out! Show me what you are actually drawing!" I said while getting up from the chair and running towards the painter.

"Noo miss Laura! We have to secure the painting!"

"I got you ollie!" Laura grabs the tail of my dress and kept me from moving. The family painter is swift to make his escape with the painting, confirming that he indeed is guilty of painting us and not the roses!

After bickering with Laura for 30 minutes I decide to let her have the painting of us in the garden. I have one condition though, to let the painting be hang outside of regular view so people won't be blinded by my beauty. I do wonder how to look more masculine sometimes, but I kept growing up to be more beautiful instead of masculine. It's a curse I tell you.

The painting the painter have beautifully finished of us, me wearing a dress and Laura, sitting in the garden is being hanged in the inner corner of the music room in Laura's mansion. The music room is not frequently visited, except by family members, so it should be ok if it is hanged there I thought.

Never would I have thought that the almighty mage king would visit Laura's mansion one day and get love struck by me through that painting.

"Who is this beautiful lady in the yellow dress? I must make her mine."