I thought of this just as I was going to sleep, and I couldn't rest until I had written it down! So enjoy? Review? Whatever. WHOOO! I love Tratie, Travis/Katie, whatever you wanna call it.
At camp Half-Blood, free time was usually the most boring time of day. Everyone wanted to be training, and their ADHD made it hard to take a break and just do… nothing; everyone but Katie Gardner, who despite having ADHD had her complete attention on a book, devouring pages like bacon. And everyone loves bacon.
She sat with her knees drawn up to her chest, leaning on the trunk of a tree; her long brown hair tied up in a messy pony tail after pulling the locks behind her ears and out of her face every five minutes had gotten too agonizing.
"Hello, Katie my dear. What art thou doing on this fine afternoon?"
She glanced up wearily to meet the laughing eyes of none other than Travis Stoll. Egotistical, annoying Travis Stoll. "Alright. What's with the medieval talk?" Katie asked, exasperated. She knew he wouldn't leave, so she decided to play along. "I don't know," Travis chuckled, "you tell me."
"Okay so what am I supposed to be, some medieval queen?" Katie asked, rolling her eyes, though quite enjoying the idea of Travis role playing with her as Queen.
He grinned, pleased that she didn't snap at him to go away, "Yes, Queen Katie, and I shall be your king!" he declared.
"Now wait just a second!" Katie interrupted, holding up a finger, "My king? Oh no. You'd probably be my lowly jester." She said with a smirk, and then laughed aloud, "No wait, I take that back, you'd have to be funny to be a jester."
He frowned, "But who better to be your charming, sexy, hilarious jester but I?" he asked, looking hurt.
"I can think of tons of charming, sexy, and hilarious people who I could declare my jester." Katie replied, smirking again. "Oh yeah?" Travis countered, one eyebrow raised "Like whom?"
Katie shrugged, avoiding his gaze as he plopped down beside her, "I don't know," she said, looking nonchalant, "Connor, maybe?"
"You think he's more charming, sexy, and hilarious than me?" Travis demanded, growing indignant. "Sure." Katie replied, "Whatever."
Travis leaned closer, and brought his face closer to hers, "Really?" he asked, disbelieving. She shrugged again, trying to look bored, but she couldn't think straight with his face so close to hers. All she could concentrate on were those blue eyes.
"Um... yeah." She shook her head, regaining her composure, "Yes. Yes I do."
He came closer, his nose bumping into hers. He could kiss her if he wanted to. And boy did he want to. "Are you really sure about that?" he asked, his breath tickling her face. She set her jaw stubbornly, "Yep."
He kissed her then. Hard. She kissed him back, and as quickly as he started, he pulled away. Katie clenched her jaw to keep from frowning. "Still think Connor is a more worthy jester?" he asked, smirking now. She rolled her eyes.
"Fine, Travis. You'd make a good jester." She mumbled reluctantly. "A charming, sexy, hilarious one?" he asked, grinning.
"Yes Travis. By the power vested in me, Queen Katie, I hereby declare you, the charming, sexy, and hilarious, Jester Travis." She told him, the ghost of a smile creeping up her face.
"And can Jester Travis kiss Queen Katie again?" Travis asked, smiling coyly. She shook her head. "No. And thou may depart." She said, still smiling.
Giving her a gallant bow and a charming smile only a Stoll could pull off, he strode away. Her book totally forgotten, all Queen Katie could think about was her charming, sexy, and hilarious jester, Travis Stoll.