Tristana slowly opened her eyes and tried to focus her blurry vision. To her surprise it was still rather dark.
"Mmm... What time is it?"
The girl lazily turned to lie on her back and rubbed her eyes trying to wake herself up. That didn't work at all because as soon as she was done doing that, she dozed off again.
Tristana's eyes snapped open after a loud clap of thunder boomed seemingly nearby. Throwing off the blanket the girl walked up to the window and peeked through the curtains.
It was raining cats and dogs outside with occasional lightning and thunder rumbling here and there. Tristana could barely see anything though that rain. Closing the curtains the girl let out a sigh.
"Figures... After five days of non-stop heat we get rain during the weekend. Mother Nature has a cruel sense of humor." Stretching and yawning, Tristana plopped back on the couch thinking about going back to sleep. She picked up the discarded blanket and smiled to herself.
"How thoughtful." She looked at where Teemo was supposed to be sleeping finding his bed empty. "Even sick he gets up early. I'll never get these 'Early Birds'."
She wasn't a morning person and usually would gladly sleep 'till eleven whenever she could. After lying and staring at the wooden ceiling for some time it was obvious she wasn't getting any more sleep. Standing up and stretching yet again, Tristana picked up an aroma of fried eggs.
Following the scent, she opened the kitchens door.
Her eyes grew wide when she saw what was on the table: two plates with fried eggs and bacon, four kinds of tasty looking breads, two bowls of different salads and a couple of fresh vegetables neatly put into a single dish.
"Oh! I see you are awake. That thunder really shook up the house." Tristana looked at Teemo who was holding a glass of water and wearing an apron with bold text saying "Trust Me, I Know What I'm Doing!" written on it.
"Nice apron you got there!" she said with a small laugh.
After putting the glass of water on the table, the scout took off the apron and looked at the female with a sheepish smile. "Heh, thanks. I got it at a cheap store without knowing that something was written on it. Don't mind the text; I know a thing or two about cooking."
"I can see that. The only things missing on this table right now are lit candles." Tristana chuckled with amusement observing the food.
The scout rubbed the back of his head, looking away. "Ah... Well..."
"I'm just kidding! Now stop standing around and let's eat! All of this looks tasty." Tristana sat down and took the fork ready to eat.
Smiling, Teemo took a seat as well taking his own fork. "I-It's nothing special honestly. Most of these are basic dishes."
"Oh don't be so modest." smiled the female.
After a mostly silent breakfast the two yordles were full.
Tristana was finishing one of the salads. "Well, I have to say that for 'basic dishes' these were delicious."
The scout chuckled. "I'm glad you liked it."
Tristana grabbed another slice of bread and took a bite. "This bread, it's so different from the others. It's soft and has a certain unique taste to it. Where did you buy it?"
Teemos smile grew wider. "That bread was actually made by my mother."
"Really?" The female asked with interest.
"Yep, she is a baker and a good one at that. She makes all sorts of breads, biscuits, cookies - you name it. My mother always makes sure I get plenty of those when I visit her." Teemo chuckled at his mother's antics.
Tristana listened with genuine interest. Even though the two are close friends and talk about absolutely anything - they never really talked about their parents.
Tristana finished eating the slice of bread and laughed. "Wow, I never would have thought your mom is a baker. What does your dad do? I bet he is some kind of scout too."
The wide smile that Teemo was wearing earlier slowly dropped and for a while he didn't say anything and just looked at his empty plate.
Tristana noticed his sudden change of mood and asked carefully. "Teemo? Did I say something wrong?"
Teemo let out a sigh. "No. It's just... My father... He passed away when I was little. I don't really remember him."
Tristana was shocked at the sudden revelation. "Oh... I'm so sorry. You don't need to talk about him if..."
"No, it's alright." Teemo gave Tristana a small, but reassuring smile.
"He wasn't a scout; he actually was a simple messenger. He chose to be one because he was one of the fastest yordles around and could deliver any message or other important things with incredible speed. Mother told me that I inherited his swiftness."
The girl was again surprised by the information. Teemo noticed her surprised expression and let out a low laugh. "Yeah, my parents were just regular yordles, nothing terribly exciting. What are your parents like?"
"My parents? Well, let's just say they are an interesting pair." Tristana looked at Teemo who raised his eyebrow at her. "Ok, let me go from the start."
"Back in the day my dad was a cocky, wise cracking gunslinger and one of the Megling Commandos units. Even though he was cocky he had the skills to back up all his big talk. One day his team got appointed aiding Demacian troops in guarding some kind of excavation point somewhere in the Kumungu Jungles. Of course Noxians came by knocking on the door, wanting whatever the Demacians were digging. A massive fight broke out, but thanks to the combined efforts of the Demacian soldiers and my dad's ranged team - they managed to defend the place with minimal casualties. My dad was one of those who got hit though."
Teemo's ears perked with interest as he listened to his friend's story.
"The news about the massive fight quickly got to Bandle City and they sent additional forces and a band of field medics to aid the wounded. Guess who one of the medics was?" The girl smirked looking at the scout.
"I'm guessing your mother?"
"Right the first time! They didn't know each other, but as soon as my mom arrived and started patching up dad - something sparked between the two. After some 'Gold' or like my mom said 'Cheesy as they can get' pickup lines delivered by my dad, the two started seeing each other and a month later - they got married."
"Wow." Teemo honestly couldn't say anything else at the moment after her story.
"I know! Still, even with their sometimes clashing personalities their relationship is strong to this day. I mean, if my mom survived dad's at times super corny one-liners - that's gotta count as something." Both yordles chuckled at her remark.
Teemo at first hesitated talking about how his parents met, thinking that it's nothing special compared to Tristana's story. Yet looking at the girl and seeing her wide, encouraging smile that he grew to love over time - made him quickly change his mind.
"Heh. Don't expect a grandiose story from me. My parents were both shy by nature. Mother told me that father sometimes visited the bakery she worked in and often co-workers teased her that there was a particular 'messenger' who was interested in her, but never had the guts to talk to her. It was only during their mutual friend's party they actually met face to face and had a first real conversation. From there on, slow and steady they built their relationship."
"Aww, that's so sweet." cooed the girl.
"Compared to your parents, it took mine almost two years to get married." Strangely, Teemo felt a little better after sharing the story with Tristana. He smiled as a particular memory popped up in his mind. "Remember how we met?"
Tristana grinned. "How could I forget that? It was my first day on the Fields of Justice and it was probably the coolest day ever!"
"Yeah, to some it was cool; to others it was a long, hard day. For some reason the Summoners decided to make the most bizarre teams. All tanks, all stealth, all ranged or just randomly picking champions without even thinking." The scout rubbed his forehead remembering all those grueling matches and him almost snapping.
"I remember when I was finally summoned on the fields and amongst all the famed champions I saw you. Even though you were smiling you looked like you were ready to murder anybody who talked to you." Chuckled the female.
"And you casually walked up to me and said 'Hi!'" He remembered how his murderous thoughts went away the second he saw the girl with a wide, cocky grin; looking at him with those beautiful hazel colored eyes and not to mention holding a cannon that was almost as big as her.
Tristana shrugged with a smirk. "What can I say? I like to live dangerously. Plus it was worth it." She gave Teemo a wink. "We kicked so many asses that day! Nobody stood a chance against us!"
It was true. Since both were with military backgrounds, they quickly came up with a couple of strategies and escape plans during their run to the bottom lane. While Tristana was being busy killing as many minions as she could occasionally shooting the enemy, Teemo was being a complete menace with his poison darts to the support and the ranged champion. Since the opposite team didn't have a jungler, the duo made short work on the bottom tower and continued roaming around other lanes and picking up kills.
"I remember how you managed to hit Malzahar with your Buster Shot and send him flying into my mushrooms. The timing was perfect."
Tristana leaned back, crossing her arms and smirking. "Oh, I remember how you were impressed with my skills. You were so impressed you bought me drinks after we got back to Bandle and gave me a lot of compliments."
Teemo's cheeks started to heat up after her remark. He let out a nervous laugh. "W-Well... Just wanted... to...t-AH!" The scout suddenly sneezed loudly almost falling off the chair.
Tristana looked at her companion with a sigh. "Alright soldier, back to bed. You still need plenty of rest."
Teemo coughed a couple of times standing up. "Yeah, but first I need to start a fire in the fireplace. With this weather it's going to get cold in the evening and even colder at night."
"Alright, go do your thing." The girl stood up picking up her plate and putting it in the sink. She then turned to Teemo and gave him a warm hug, surprising the scout. "Thanks for the meal. That was really nice of you."
Teemo gladly returned the hug.
My own short version of both characters parents and an idea on how Teemo and Tristana met. I actually decided to expand this short story into something more. I already mapped out the general ideas for a sequel to this story which is going to be darker and include more characters from the game. This story is a sort of an "Intro" focusing just on these two.
Like always thanks for reading and leave a comment. Come on, don't be shy.