A/N: I was meaning to go somewhere with this plot, but I have no idea where.
You as the reader, can freely bend this idea if you want, but I am honestly flabbergasted of what I planned to do D:
"Ouch!" Yelped Scarlet, as the soul of her bare foot stepped on something hard. She peered under her foot to find a plastic building piece, imprinting six small circles on her skin. She glared at Wolf for only a minute until a smile plastered her face.
Early that morning, Cinder had summoned Wolf to help her move about the cargo in their ship. It clanged in the back due to the turbulence they've recently come across. Digging through the endless piles of boxes and crates, stacking and organizing they've finally found a new arrangement that suited their current situation. Now, the boxes filled a corner of the walls- the lighter ones fitted inside a box made by the heavier ones that staircase down. Making the room less accessible, but allowed safety to the ones aboard. During Wolf's task, he found a box that had been abandoned in the corner. He had flipped it over, and found the word "LEGO," printed in bright red on the front, stamped with a bright sticker that wrote "EXCLUSIVE EDITION!" In finer font, it wrote, " Little Red Riding Hood, and the Big Bad Wolf."
Mystifying objects occupied this box, and as he dumped the contents out. A large paper fell out and fell flat upon the ground. He stared at it for a moment, his eyes lingered on the paper and the supplies, darting back and forth between them. Taking one of the pieces in hand, Wolf wondered if this colourful assortment of blocks were poorly packaged cookery and licked the object. He quickly flinched away to the awful taste that coated it. It tasted worse than the canned tomatoes he had they day before, sloppy bet the tough texture and the bitter taste this thing possessed. Suddenly, a rush of turbulence scattered the pieces about the area. Some, hid under the stacked crates, some beneath doors to other rooms. Wolf clawed at the pieces near him, and quickly shoved them into the box- the rest of the pieces were never found.
Well, never found wouldn't be the right phrase.
It was more that he didn't want to find them-they were small, and he assumed they pose no threat from their size.
Now he sat on the ground, playing with the few pieces he had left. Fiddling with the pieces in his hands, stacking and molding them into small sculptures and items that were displayed in the booklet that came with it. He almost looked like a child, dazed at the sight before him. He bit his lip briefly as he fitted the last piece to his project, and set it gently on the ground. He smiled to his work, his canines peering through his lips. The lips that Scarlet had kissed, and the heated sense still lingered on hers despite this event happening a day ago. She smiled herself, content to the fact that Wolf begun to make himself comfortable in this shelter of theirs. He sighed, and returned what pieces he had into the box, before sealing it's lid.