With You
Chapter one
Gift
Faize yawned loudly as he walked into his room that he shared with Lymle. The young teen was sitting on the floor drawing again. "Lym?" he questioned.
"Hmm?" she asked not even looking up as she added more red to the drawing.
"What are you doing?" he asked in a stern tone.
"Drawing," she said looking over at him. "Even a dummy like you should be able to see that."
"But you're drawing on the floor again. Didn't someone craft you some paper?"
"Paper is dumb, kay?" she said turning to her drawing. "The paint goes through it."
"Lymle you can't draw on the floor." He sighed. "You should have outgrown this by now."
She looked up at him and glared. She bolted up from the floor and marched over to him. "Dummy!" she shouted as she slapped his hand as she walked out of the door.
He looked down at the paint scattered all over the floor. "That girl I swear." He said as he went on to bed deciding to leave the mess till the morning.
Lymle stormed down the stairs to the recreation room, which was hard to do because of her height. "Dumb ol'Faize." She mumbled as she stepped onto the floor.
"What's wrong Lymle?" asked Reimi who was sitting at the table with Meracle and Sarah.
"Faize is a dummy!" she exclaimed as she stomped her foot.
Sarah giggled seeing Lymle display of childish anger.
Reimi shook her head.
"Get caught painting on the floor again?" asked Meracle
Lymle paused for a second and simply said. "N-no."
"Lymle." Said Reimi in a stern voice
"Yeah… I drew on the floor, kay." She said looking away from Reimi.
"Lymle. We crafted you some paper for that."
"The paper is bad, kay."
"Oh is the paper a monster?" asked the ever ditzy Sarah
"No the paint goes through it, kay. Then it gets on the floor and Faize gets mad."
"There's nothing wrong with the paper, Lymle. Your using to much paint." Said Meracle.
"There's no such thing as too much paint, kay. Besides Faize says I'm too old to draw."
"I'm sure he meant that you're too old to draw on the floor." Said Reimi
"No he hates my drawings because he's a dummy, kay."
"Lymle he doesn't hate your drawings."
"He does kay. He yells every time I draw. Then he makes this face." She said imitating Faize's annoyed face.
"He wouldn't get mad if you just drew on some paper." Said Meracle.
Lymle grumbled once again. "The paint goes through the paper."
"Maybe you should practice drawing on paper." Said Sarah.
"Yeah Lymle why don't you do that." Said Reimi
"Kay. If you think Faize won't get mad any more."
"Maybe you should draw him a picture. He might appreciate you drawings more." Said Sarah.
"I'm not drawing for dumb Faize, kay!" she said waling into the meeting room to get her spare paint that she kept in there.
Lymle worked on her drawings for about an hour till the paint stopped getting all over the table. She picked up her lasted master piece a picture of her village covered in snow. She had been thinking about home the further away she got from it. She studied the picture then remembered what Sarah had suggested about giving Faize a picture. "Well he did say he liked the snow." She mumbled to herself remembering how the green boy stared at the falling snow and admitting he had never seen snow before. "Maybe he'll like it." She jumped up from her chair and ran out the door.
The young teen ran to her shared room she ran in without much thought. "Faize!" she exclaimed.
He was at his computer reading some data logs. "Lymle what's wrong?"
She held out the picture.
"What's this?" he asked taking the picture.
"A drawing. Geez how much of a dummy are you?"
"Lymle this is quite good."
She blushed lightly looking away. "Thanks, kay. I'm giving it too you so you can always see snow."
"Well thank you Lymle. That's very kind of you." He said smiling warmly patting her on the head. "Have you decided that you like me now?"
"No. You're still a dummy, kay." She said and left the room.
He smiled knowing despite her harsh words she meant well as he hung up the picture by his computer.