This story falls out of canon with them being in the league!

It is also NOT a continuation from the previous!

Again these are one-shots so each chapter is a different prompt (title self explanatory) and if I elaborate on one it will be a separate story.

That being said, hope you enjoy!

Prompt:

You're trying to cut down a tree after a bad breakup bc you and your ex wrote your names on it. I decide to help

The Ex and the Tree

To say Rumble had never seen unusual things was an understatement but if he had to pick a situation to talk about, it probably be what he's seeing this moment. Quite honestly a walk in the park has possibly turned out to be anything but as he watched a young purple-like yordle chop away furiously at a harmless tree. Rumble could clearly see the beads of sweat dripping down her reddened face as she viciously swung an axe repeatedly into the thick base of the large foliage.

"Piece of…" She muttered angrily under her breath eyes focused hard at the multiple insertions she made in the tree. It's been a good couple of minutes that she had began her assault but she hasn't really gotten far in –what he assumed- chopping down said tree.

"What are you looking at?" Rumble snapped out of his thoughts flinching as she yelled at him. Pulling the axe out with a heavy heave she brought it in front of her defensively. "You want some? Come on!"Rumble looked around to make sure it was him she was referring. "I'm talking to you!" His voice caught in his throat when he came to realize that it wasn't beads of sweat on her face but tears.

"Uh..." He wasn't quite in control of the noise that came out of his mouth. Quite frankly he was at a loss for words as the female yordle looked onto him hiccupping every time another tear dared to drip out. A loud thump was audible as she dropped the axe onto the ground and proceeded to trudge down the hill opposite of his direction. Rumble stood still unsure of whether to follow the crying female or just continue his walk. Deciding with his good will to not abandon the girl, even though he had little to no experience of them, he walked attentively up past the hill and down to her leaving a watchful eye on the discarded axe behind him.

The sound of crushing grass was enough to catch her attention, her ears perked up when she looked up to catch his eyes. Her face was visibly tired but she looked up at him in lost hope that almost physically crushed his heart. She was (in his eyes) extremely well looking and seeing a face so angelic like hers cry angered him enough to beat whatever caused this to a bloody pulp.

"Um, are you alright?" Rumble asked gently sitting down next to her, a hesitant yet comforting hand coming up to land on her shoulder. She looked over at him tears still welling up in her eyes as she shook her head, a small hiccup escaping her lips. Rumble slid his hand to her back, keeping it at her wingspan and began to pat it lightly in circles. "Want to talk about it?" He asked again a little more confident seeing as she was responsive to him.

"B-bad breakup?" She stuttered out wiping the tears off her face. It was obvious to him she was trying hard to catch her breath, but the crying from before wasn't helping. He nodded in understanding and continued to pat her back comfortingly as best as he could.

"Just let it all out." He spoke, looking around for ongoing yordles passing by thought it proved too late already that no one was really out anymore. Why this sobbing yordle next to him was out was beyond him. They sat in silence; Rumble sat a comfortable distance away from her but continued to gently pat her back until her hard breathing calmed itself back to normal. It soon dawned on him in surprise why she was probably out so late crying out in the park.

"Did your ex kick you out?" He asked in hesitation, hunching his head to try and catch her gaze.

"No." She replied shaking her head back at him. "I'm just mad and wanted to blow off steam." Her response didn't sound sarcastic, so he had all the reason to believe her. Just one little element though he believed didn't fit the bill.

"And that meant chopping down a tree?" He raised a brow, pausing his comfort patting to look over to the not so well cut tree. Silence fell again between them as she began to wipe her face clean, her sleeves becoming damp from the past tears.

"We carved out our initials on to it." She laughed lightly; Rumble mustered the best sympathetic look he could up trying to mask the distaste at how cheesy her statement was. "These trees's last forever and I thought we would too. Guess not."

"Um…" Rumble began, she hummed in acknowledgement letting him know she caught was he was saying. "If you don't mind me asking, what exactly caused this 'ugly' break up?"

Tristana's face along with her ears visibly fell at the question, but she shook it off the best she could. "Well…he was quite the loner to be honest" She began with a small laugh. "I don't know why I thought it be a good idea for us to get together." Bringing her hand up to her head Tristana began to rustle her hair a little. "Everyone thought we were dating and I mean we were as close as friends could be. So we were like 'why not'." Rumble nodded acknowledging the smile that appeared on her features, resting his arms behind him he began to lean back in the grass."But like I said he's a loner. Always kept to himself and such, when it came down to it he chose his job over me. Which I totally understand but…it still hurt ya know, honestly thought he'd pick me." She said offering him a weary smile.

Rumble nodded back in understanding before shrugging at her. "His loss then." He replied Tristana perked up at his words tilting her head curiously. "I mean you obviously cared about him and you're quite the catch so his loss." Rumble repeated. "He must also be a huge jerk to make a pretty girl like you cry too." Tristana smiled warmly at the compliment .

Quickly he stood up startling the girl next to him. "Come on," He turned to her motioning with his free as he walked back up the hill towards the tree. "It ain't gonna cut itself down." She perked up at his words, her ears lifting themselves up when a small smile appeared on her face. Nodding, she heaved herself up and lightly jogged to him. "First of all, you were cutting it all wrong." He spoke pulling her towards him, axe already in hand. Cautiously Rumble wrapped his arms around her holding her wrists in a gently but firm hold. Trying his best to ignore the awkward fact she was a few inches taller than him he began to speak again. "You need to cut the same area repeatedly to get the insertion to go through."

She nodded in understanding before giving an experimental slice to the wood with his guidance. Easily the axe was pulled back and then again swung back into the trunk of the tree repeatedly. When Rumble believed she had gotten the hang of it he retracted his arms watching her go to work. Expertly she put his advice to good use, her sadness becoming dedication with a hint of anger mixed in as the chopping continued and her pace quickened. In no time cracks of wood being torn apart could be heard, Rumble watched as the tree began to sway though the female continued to beat at the trunk.

Eyes widened as he realized it was going to collapse any moment from how weakened the trunk had become he called out pulling the yordle by the collar of her shirt towards him, catching her in his arms. "Hey quit it!". Simultaneously the tree snapped, what little that stayed connected snapped apart and it collapsed right in front of them.

"Whoa Nelly, that could have been bad." She looked over foliage laid over the ground before turning back to him. "Um… do you mind letting me go?" Rumble blushed in embarrassment opening his arms to free her.

"So I guess that's done." He looked over the tree the best he could in the dim night light, nearing it when small engraving written in a heart caught his eye. "T&T?" He raised a brow looking over to his female counterpart.

She nodded back. "Yea, that be me and my ex." She outstretched a hand for him to shake. "Names Tristana, friends call me Trist. You –though- can call me whenever you like." She giggled lightly when his eyes bulged out lightly at the sudden flirtation. Having being caught off guard with her sudden change of demeanor.

"Weren't you just…sad awhile ago?" He asked shaking her hand skeptically.

"I was but with this damned thing out of the way." Tristana kicked the trunk with her boot. "I was able to get all that pent up emotion out, I feel way better." She pulled her arms over her head she began to stretch, a satisfied groan coming from her mouth along with a good sigh. "Sorry for the pickup line. It's kinda a joke I do with everyone I meet." Tristana watched as he remained silent not sure how to reply. "Either way, thanks a lot for helping me out there…"

"Rumble!" He yelped, quickly he followed it up with a cough trying to hide his sudden loss of composure. Shaking his nerves he ran his hands up his Mohawk, trying to play it cool. "The names Rumble."

"Rumble." Tristana tested the name, nodding at how nice it sounded as it rolled off her tongue. "Thanks for your help, Rumble. I really appreciated it." She turned to take her leave, crouching down to pick up the discarded axe on the ground.

"It's getting late, we should really get going before the Bandle PD comes and yells at us for destroying park property." Tristana spoke, pointing to her way home.

"It's just a dumb tree." Rumble kicked the trunk, ignoring the shooting pain his foot suffered when it collided with the torn trunk. "But yea it is late." Tristana puckered her lips before returning to the paved road to trek back home. Once more she spun around hoping the blue yordle was still present in the area. Her eyes lit up when he was not too far from her beginning his way home as well.

"See you around Rumble?" She waved over at him catching his attention, hope radiating off her voice.

He smiled but waved back with reassurance. "See you around Trist!"

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