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sweetpinkpixie · 08-29-2016, 01:12 AM

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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow

Emilia had learned a lot since meeting Andrei. For example, she learned that holding hands was nicer and more comforting than she could've ever anticipated. She'd also learned that there were many types of kisses and they could make you feel different, depending on who it was that had kissed you. Papa had kissed her forehead before bed almost every night growing up and those had always made her feel safe and loved. She found that when Andrei did the same, it inspired somersaults in her stomach and a racing heart and burning cheeks. Same kiss, different results. It was all very curious and perhaps a little scary. Good scary. The kind of scary that meant adventure. Emmy was always up for those.

Tucking the hummingbird safely away, the brunette gave her friend a rather toothy smile, unable to think of anything interesting or relevant to say after that particular display of affection. Words were hard sometimes, you know.

...

"So were you um...thinking of getting a balloon?" She reluctantly tore her gaze away from him to glance up at the dragon one he'd mentioned, thinking perhaps she could get it for him. She wouldn't mind. "Or...we could continue looking around, if you wanted. That'd be okay, too." Pretty much everything seemed appealing when you had good company, she'd decided.

Yes, Bastien was very much needed.

Very much.

At least the 12-year-old was hoping that the older fighter could explain why sunshine felt warmer when he was with Emilia - particularly when her hand was in his. Or why his lips were tingling like an ample supply of Bubotuber pus had just been applied to them. But in a good way...without the yellow boils...but the surprising tingling sensation that came with it was the closest thing he had to compare to at the moment.

Good thing he kept such thoughts to himself and his flushed ears because boil inducing pus was one of the last things he would ever compare the brunette to.

"Oh...um..." he murmured, reaching one hand up to rub the back of his neck. Honestly...he hadn't thought much passed...er...well...anything to be honest. And his thoughts were especially muddled right now. "I zink I vill," he nodded as he reached up to grab the string attached to the dragon first and then the one belonging to the unicorn as well. "As promise between us to work on spells," he nodded, holding both balloons in his hands. "By end of term we animate zese to our biding."

And...this was one of those moments for her pinky swears, yes? He lifted up the same hand with the balloons and extended it towards her, boyish smile lighting up his face.

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