A/N: So this is my new drabble story.. I've been working on some writers block and trying to get back into the story writing mode. Hope you like this multi chapter drabble fic and I hope it tides you all over until I get the idea for a new story. Have fun, enjoy and review!

#13 Long Day

She was there with a hug when he slumped down against the door to his quarters, tears trickling down his cheeks. "Long day?" she murmured, letting herself slide down next to him. When he nodded, her smile turned grim. "It'll be alright. It always is. Give it some time."

#2 Friends

He was nodding off, tucked into a warm bedroll by a softly crackling fire when he heard her sniff. "Kel?" His voice was loud enough for only her to hear. He felt her shift beside him and strained to see her in the dim light. "We'll get your people back to you." He told her, reaching out to clasp her hand and give it a tight squeeze. She grasped his hand and met his gaze. "I never doubt my friends." Was her only reply.

#29 Locks

She knew it was him even before she saw or heard him. Neal of Queenscove was the only one of her friends that would magic a door open. She grinned at the curses and picked her book back up, looking up only when the door opened and a smiling Neal popped his head in. As he opened his mouth to speak, she interrupted. "It was unlocked."

#59 Stone

He knew it was pointless to try to crack the Yamani mask that Kel currently wore as she sat next to Liam of Roger's Falls, however Liam didn't seem to noticed that his chattering was getting him nowhere in the knights book. Neal excused himself and made his way to her table, giving a short bow to the noble boy and turning to Kel with a smile. "I was wondering, Lady Knight, if you wanted to join some of our year mates at a fire later this evening." At the relieved look she gave him, he knew that once again he had cracked the mask of stone.

#37 Kind

She had always been a naturally kind person, but what Kel felt towards her friends that morning was anything but. She felt like stabbing Merric with her fork, smothering Cleon with her sock and was inches away from pushing Owen off a very tall tower. Neal noticed as he sat down and slipped a small piece of paper to her in their first class. She could not help but smile as she read. 'Kel- You're being too kind to them. Put on the pants and order them around for a bit. It's not like they could do anything to you. They like you too much. -Neal.'

#21 Rise

He had always been one that obeyed the bells, even through summer. However, there were always the exceptions to the rule, on such exception being his birthday. Neal had slept through first bell and midway through second when loud knocks were rapped on the door. He sat up, mumbled a few choice words and got up to see who it was and what they wanted. When he saw Owen and Kel holding a cake, he had to smile. "For me? You shou-" said cake was shoved in his face and giggling madly, the two pages then bolting for the safety of their own rooms. Swiping the cake from his eyes and licking his fingers, Neal grinned. If only he could wake up this way every morning!