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Frey ran up excitedly to Dylas.
"Hey," He said.
"Turn around please!" She said.
"What? Why?" He asked, frowning.
"Please! Pretty please, Dylas!" Dylas sighed, looking at Frey's large eyes.
"Alright, alright." He sighed, then turned around.
"Now bend down," She said.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Dylas…" He sighed again. He really needed to work on being able to say no to her. But for now, he did as she said and bent down. He felt her get onto his back, and he shot up.
"Idiot! What are you doing?!" He ran around, trying to detach her. All he was doing was giving her an enjoyable ride on his shoulders. She had a very strong grip and wouldn't budge. Kiel glanced at them. He laughed for a moment then dashed off. Dylas groaned. Now everyone in town would come and see him with Frey on his shoulders. He blushed at the thought.
"Bye Kiel!" Frey said cheerfully. She was giggling. He could tell she knew he didn't like it.
"Come on Mr. Horse!"
"WHAT DID YOU JUST CALL ME?!" He screamed.
"Mr. Horse!" She said in a sing-song voice. He shook with anger.
"I'm not a horse!" He yelled. He ran in the direction of the castle, and she giggled. The breeze threw her pigtails backwards as Dylas rushed forward. He entered her bedroom, and flung her off of his back. She landed on her bed, bouncing. She giggled.
"I'm never trusting you again! Idiot!" He glared harshly at her, not one shred of mercy in his eyes.
"Dylas…" She said, standing up. More anger appeared in his gaze and she flinched. He blinked in surprise.
"I'm sorry Dylas… I just wanted to get you less uptight today. You seemed kind of stressed out lately…" She looked up sadly at him, and he sighed.
"I… Don't make that face," He said. She looked up at him.
"What face?" She asked. He poked her forehead, a light pink spreading across his cheeks.
"I mean… You know…" He looked away, covering his mouth as she moved closer. His cheeks grew red.
"I don't know," She said, looking at him.
"Shut up…" He muttered. She was so close. Their knees were almost touching. Any other person, he would've shoved away. Heck. He wouldn't be in this situation with any other person. Frey seemed to realize how close they were, and backed up.
"I… I'm going to go…" He tried to rush out, but Frey grabbed his hand.
"Dylas… I'm sorry," She said.
"Quit apologizing. Idiot." He smiled down at her, and she smiled brightly in return.
"Oh, hey, hey! I have a present for you." She pulled a carrot out of her bag, and placed it in his hand. He smiled and ate it quickly.
"Thanks. I actually really like carrots," He said.
"Because you're a horse!" She giggled, poking him in the stomach. She hugged him tightly as he began to glare at her.
"Try and be angry at me now, Horsie." She giggled.
"Shut up…" He muttered. His heart beat faster than usual. This idiot always got whatever she wanted from him. But sometimes, he didn't really mind.