Author's Note: Well here I am again, with another fluffy-cute ficlet ^_~ This was actually written a few weeks ago, not sure why it took so long for me to upload it here.. but whatever. Unlike my other fics this is pretty short, more of a drabble than anything else. I wrote it at around 3 am; it was one of those ideas where I couldn't rest until I'd written it. XD So yeah, this is just some fluff for one of my current favourite cartoons~
Some notes.. this is set after the ep "Muscular Beaver 3", so of course it contains minor spoilers for that ep ^_~ (I don't think you'd have to have watched that ep for this fic to make sense, though). Like I said in the summary, this is a Treeflower/Norb fic, although it's pretty light on the shipping, considering. (Mostly it's just platonic Treeflower/Dag fluff XD) I hope I got the brothers' dialect right; I could hear it in my head, but sometimes had trouble typing it, if that makes sense :) So with that said - on with the show! :3
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"...so why do you like that spoot-head brother of mine?"
She stopped, staring at the younger beaver. She hadn't expected that, certainly.. She paused, lost in thought, then, after a second, smiled, and leaned on his bed.
"Well.. oh, I don't know!" Treeflower giggled. "What isn't there to like about Norb? He's funny, smart, and such a gentleman~" she trilled, aware that she was laying it on just a little thick. She knew perfectly well what the over-confident beaver was really like, but she'd play along with his game, why not.
Just as she'd played along with Dag's ridiculous superhero fantasies earlier on that day. What harm was there in letting people live out their fantasies?
Okay, so what if the day had ended with both brothers catching terrible colds, one of them ending up bedridden? (Norb was, so far, absolutely refusing to go to bed, claiming he was 'fine, really! Don't w-oh-rry about a thang, Tree!') That didn't prove anything!
Daggett burst into laughter, somewhat broken due to his cold, as she'd expected. "NORB? A ge~~ntleman?! Oh boy, that is too funny! Are we talkin' about the sa-" cough, cough
Treeflower turned back to face him, looking concerned. "Oh, Dag, you should really get your rest.. that cough sounds really bad, and if I remember anything from when I was a nurse-"
coughwheeze "-you didn't answer my qu-ay-s'tion." He stared at her resentfully, eyes streaming. She laughed in spite of herself; he just looked so funny!
"W-what's so funny?" achoo! "..nngh.."
"Nothing, Dag~" she said, trying to control herself. She leaned forward, and kissed the other beaver's forehead gently, before getting up carefully, beginning to climb down the ladder resting against the canoe-shaped bunkbeds. Daggett seemed to be temporarily rendered speechless - for once.
Eventually he managed to gasp out something that sounded like "what was that about?!" Treeflower giggled to herself.
"Maybe you'll understand one day, Dag~" she said softly, turning on her heel, walking out of the room. "How wonderful it is to be in love.." She was more talking to herself than she was to Daggett, now.
A few minutes passed in silence, as Dag lay there, contemplating what had just happened, trying to figure it out - and then a thought struck him. An evil grin spread across his face as he laughed softly to himself. "Ohhhh.. Norb is gonna be so j-ay-lous when I tell him what just happened.."