The summer sun was at its peak in the cloudless sky. Gusto raised his arms out in a relieving stretch while throwing his head back and smelling of the wild flowers. He enjoyed taking quiet walks by himself to get his creative juices flowing. He was enjoying the solitude when he began to near gummi glen, and noticed that he was no longer completely alone.
Sunni lay on her stomach with her hands propping up her head, her ankles crossed in the air.She was still quite a long way away from Gusto, and hadn't spotted him yet. She was marveling at a patch a white flowers in front of her, or possibly just daydreaming and staring at them absentmindedly.The sun was shining on her fur in the most fantastic way, bouncing off every golden strand.
She looked like she was glowing.
Gusto stared for a moment, then cursed at himself for it. It wasn't proper; not that she was all that much younger than himself, but all the same. These were still trying times for the gummis. Perhaps in less troubled times, when she was fully adult.
Fully adult. Gusto laughed at the thought. He was barely fully grown himself, physically that is. Mentally he still felt as if he was a child. The others noticed too.
There wasn't any harm in talking to her was there? He had rejected her so many times before, that he wasn't even sure if she was still interested in him.
Sunni saw him approaching out of the corner of her eye. His shoulders thrown back and his head held high, the picture of confidence. It was one of the things she admired about him.But to him she was just a child. Nothing more. Why couldn't he see how in love with him she was?
She pretended not to notice him until he was just a few feet away.
"Hey there Sunners", he said with a friendly wave.
"Oh, hi Gusto", Sunni said without trying to seem too interested, after all, she was pretending that she had given up on him. "What are you doing today?"
"Well I was just out searching for an inspiration for my latest project", he said plopping down on the ground beside of her, "I was thinking of doing an oil painting, nothing too avant guard."
Sunni bit back her tongue; not this time. She wasn't going to offer to pose for him, it wasn't worth the rejection. "Maybe you should paint these flowers" She said gesturing to the white flowers in front of her.
Gusto half smiled, "But there are much prettier things around to settle for some crummy old flowers." He then reached over and brushed the hair out of Sunni's eyes.
It made the butterflies in her stomach flutter.
Gusto stood up without another word and continued on his walk. He couldn't help but feel a little mischievous about what he had said.
It was a good day.