Like I said, seven drabbles (1k words or bust) for Luaggie week. Not much else to it, so let's just jump into it.
"How about this; if I make you laugh at one of my jokes, you have to kiss me."
Maggie stared at the fourteen year old comedienne with confusion in her eyes. "You want to… kiss me?" she repeated.
The two teenage girls were sitting on a bench in Ketcham Park, with the sun setting before their eyes, painting it with magnificent bright reds and purples. The shade closely matched Luan's face at the moment, crimson from what she just said.
You see, ever since that party Luan (and Lincoln, I guess) performed for, she and the emo girl had gotten a bit attached, outside of Luan's business. Maggie seemed to have a bit of appreciation for Luan's art, and the two struck up a friendship. Of course, unbeknownst to the moody teenager, Luan had begun to develop certain… feelings for Maggie. Romantic, in nature, of course. She turned to her sister Luna for a bit of advice on how to handle it and;
"Lay a nice smooch on her, sis."
Dang it, Luna, Luan thought to herself before giggling a bit nervously. "Uh, no. I just thought, um, it would be a nice punishment. You know, for laughing at a joke you said you would never laugh at."
Luan could've sworn she saw a look of hurt pass through Maggie's eyes, as if the idea of them kissing could only be a sort of punishment.
Maggie curled her lips as she pondered the matter. Luan felt nervous as the dark haired girl finally nodded, giving Luan an intense glower. "Alright. Make me laugh," she ordered gravelly.
The pressure was on. But Luan smirked; if she could make someone as stone-faced as Lucy Loud laugh, she could make anyone laugh. Granted, Lucy was a toddler at the time and it was her fourteenth attempt, but… Oh, don't be a defeatist…
One important rule of comedy; work with what's relevant. And as Luan scanned her surroundings, her eye fell on a cute little chipmunk scampering around a tree. "So, what can't you be friend with a chipmunk?" Luan asked, and before Maggie had a chance to say anything, she answered "Because they drive everyone NUTS! Ha ha. Geddit?"
Maggie looked as unamused as ever, giving only a slight shrug of her shoulder as a response. "I guess."
"Emos really are a tougher crowd than goths," Luan said to herself, before scratching the back of her head nervously, "That was a warmer up, so don't worry. I'll break that icy exterior soon enough. On the subject of park animals; what's the best way to catch a squirrel?"
Maggie cocked her head questioningly, and Luan almost giggled the answer out. "Just climb up a tree and act like nut."
Luan had to clutch her sides, and she was pleased to see Maggie dark, shadowy eyes brightened a little… but only a little. "I can imagine a hunter being stupid enough to do that," she remarked with an undertone of disdain.
"Well, um… it seems animal humor won't make you laugh like a hyena," she weakly ribbed, "So how about some tree jokes. I bet you're a sap for those," she wiggled her eyebrows, and Maggie just let out a groan.
"What type of tree fits in your hand? A palm tree. Ha ha. Geddit?"
"Why do trees make good thieves? Because they have sticky fingers. Geddit?"
"What do you call a cat that gets stuck in a lemon tree? A sour puss. Heh," she broke a little at the end as Maggie looked more and more like a sour puss herself.
"Okay… you'll like this one; what did the oak tree say to her sister? Leave me alone, birch!"
Nothing. Not even a smile.
At that point, Luan didn't care anymore. She threw her hands up in the air and said "Okay, you win," in a hurt tone, and began walking away from the emo…
"Wait, that's it?" Maggie asked, "Don't you want your… kiss…" even Maggie seemed to blush a little at that word.
"It was just a stupid thing I said… it's not even like you want to kiss me anyways…" Luan muttered with disappointment filling her heart as she walked further and further…
"What if I did?"
A beat passed for a moment, before a wide eyed Luan turned back to the flushed ravenette. Maggie clutched her arm, gazing at the ground in a rare display of vulnerability, before saying, "I… I may have a crush on you. Same as you have on me. Don't deny it," she growled as she saw Luan open her mouth, "Look… I'm happy to kiss you. But I don't want it to be a 'punishment.' I, uh, want it to be…"
"Romantic?" Luan offered with a smirk, and Maggie's scowl only grew.
"Just… just come here…"
Luan swallowed as she returned to Maggie. She stared into the younger girl's shadowy eyes; at first glance, they were a bleak and lifeless gray color. But as Luan stared deeper, she noticed something; a spark of passion. Of something the emo would deny, but what Luan knew she saw; love.
She smiled, and Maggie gave her a flicker of a smile in return.
"You don't need squirrel jokes to make me smile…" she said as she ran her fingers through Luan's brown hair and drew her in for a kiss.
Their lips met for a brief moment, before Luan backed her head out from shock. Maggie found herself scowling. "I thought you wanted this."
Luan paused for a moment, before giving the glum girl an apologetic smile. "Sorry," she said, "first time kissing a girl. Unless…"
The jokester quickly crashed her lips against Maggie's, and felt Maggie's arms wrap around the back of her head, drawing her in closer. Their tongues clashed and all that the two could focus on was savoring the taste of their lover in their mouth. Maggie even lifted a leg in the air, elated by what was happening. The two separated, cheeks blushing and breaths intense, but a warm look in Luan's doe-like eyes met the intense spark of Maggie's raven dark ones, and the two girls both agreed.
That was their first kiss.
Hopefully one of many to come...
