A/N: Just a little something I wrote in English class. Very sweet and not much story, yet enjoy it anyway. And HMDSCute isn't mine. (Duh)
He stealthily entered Forget-Me-Not-Valley. It was a nice night and the stars were shining brightly. He was thinking deeply about his next job, the Blue Bar, when he smelled the most scrumptious Finest Curry. He inhaled the scent deeply and he looked up right into her eyes. They were of a startling cyan colour and they shone brightly in the moonlight.
"That curry smells delicious," he said, "but not as delicious as you look, beautiful maiden. What is your name?" She looks at him with suspicion and says quietly:
"I'm Alex, it's short for Alexandra."
Then she handed the curry to him. He accepted it with wide-open eyes and said:
"Thank you Alex. What a wonderful woman you are!"
When he got back to his hide-out, he ate the delicious curry and pondered about his profession. He was a thief and had always been a thief, yet Alex got him doubting that fact. She had stolen his heart with her sweet demeanor and his last theft would be hers.
He went to her home and politely knocked on the door. She opened it and promptly dropped the spoon she was holding. The smell of Blue Curry washed over him. "Were you cooking for me Alex?" He purred. She nodded and allowed him inside.
He motioned for her to sit and relax, while he went to the kitchen and prepared his own Finest Curry, adding his own very special ingredient.
She was in ecstasy about his meal. She had closed her eyes and she made little moans of pleasure. It was the effect he had hoped for. He got down on one knee next to her and offered his Blue Feather to her.
When she opened her eyes, she gasped. She accepted it and made him the happiest man on earth.
The Phantom Thief Skye was no more.
