"Seaweed Brain!" she complains.

"Yeah, Wise Girl?"

An innocent smile.

She rolls her eyes.

"Stop poking me!"

"I didn't poke you."

"Yes you did." she said with a pointed look at his outstretched hand.

"Accuser."

"Liar."

"Wise Girl."

"Seaweed Brain."

He pulls her into a kiss and she sighs against his lips.

"You always do that." she says, pulling away with a barely hidden smile.

"That's my Wise Girl."

A smile tugs at her lips.

He pokes her again.

"Seaweed Brain!"

Their laughter ripples through the forest.

((are you going to be there forever? because we are green and gray))