I'M SORRY! I swear I didn't mean to take so long! I have no excuse, I've just been procrastinating…A LOT had a family trip, got grounded and still with no computer.
Thank you for being so patient though. 3
Chapter 11 – Trust Me
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Early sunlight filtered between the curtains to the bedroom hitting a small face framed in a wild red mane. Delicate eyelashes fluttered open and close. Soft lips parted to let an innocent yawn escape while the four extremities stretched out.
Flaky made her bed in silence humming to herself no particular tune. Her plans for the day were so few, the fact she woke up after sunrise was no problem. She grabbed her clothes from the closet and walked to the bathroom just across the hallway.
Just when she was about to open the door, a snore combined with heavy breathing reached her ears. Hand froze on the knob and clothes fell to the floor. There was someone asleep in her house! And by the sound of those snores, it must be a man…
The red head walked slowly carefully avoiding to touch anything or make any noise. She grabbed the first thing in her reach: a pan from the kitchen. She could not see the perpetrator but thankfully he was still sound asleep.
Taking a deep breath and holding the pan with both hands, Flaky tiptoed around the corner until the invader was in view.
Flippy.
The green haired man laid curled on the floor between the sofa and the table. Any normal person would have thought twice before helping an intruder. Yet again, our redhead isn't normal. The pan fell to the floor as the red hair girl dropped to her knees besides the sleeping man.
"Flippy? Wake up please…"
Flaky lightly shook him. Still asleep, he winced.
He must be hurt, Flaky thought.
She tried picking up his head slowly to make him comfortable at least. A knock on the door startled her making the head in her hands fall.
"S-sorry, I-"
"Flaky, are you there?"
The knocking continued, the voice on the other side was a little frantic. Flaky doubted. She could not just leave Flippy just like that.
"I-I'm coming!"
She lifted his head again and placed it on a cushion. This was the best she could do for now.
"Who is it?"
"It's me, Splendid. Please open the-"
The red head opened the door and closed it right behind her.
"Good morning Splendid! How are you? How can I help you?"
Splendid was a little surprised with the energetic greeting so early in the morning.
"I-I'm fine, I was just arriving and my super ears heard something fall from your house and…well, after what happened last night I was worried…"
"Last night? Oh, the party? I'm fine! I came home a little early because Nutty forced me and I just dropped a pan trying to make breakfast, so everything is perfect!"
Flaky spoke a little too fast due to nervousness. Splendid seemed not to notice though.
"Y-you left before…before it happened?"
"It?"
"Eh…" the hero cleared his throat. "I mean….the party got a little off hand and I…I thought you might have not been very comfortable…but I see you're perfectly safe and unharmed!"
Splendid sighed and whispered a quick 'Thank god'.
"Yes! I'm perfectly fine and…I need a shower so…"
He snapped his head back at the girl.
"Yes, of course you need a shower! I mean…not that you need one but…I, uh…you look great just like…like you are…"
The blue haired looked at her, in pajamas and with a very tangled hair. He blushed.
"Can I help you with something else, Splendid?"
"Uh?...N-no! I-I'm fine …I'll just….uh, just leave and eh…see you, see you later!"
The hero walked backwards stammering his words nervously, glancing from her face to her waving hand and slowly slipping inside the house.
Once inside, she closed the door and breathed deeply. A small grunt from the living room made her jump. She ran back to Flippy's side who was waking up.
"Flippy, are you okay? What happened?"
He was already getting up but Flaky held him just to stay seated.
"Flaky, I…I wanted to make sure you were fine, after what happened yesterday"
The soldier gasped and clutched his left arm.
"You're hurt? Did the party really get that wild?"
Flaky rushed to the kitchen to get him a glass of water.
"Splendid was here a while ago" Flippy was standing up but froze just as he was about to sit.
"R-really, what did he say?"
"He told me the party got a little rough… now if it got you hurt, I believe it got more than rought…"
The red head walked back and offered him the glass.
"Here, drink"
Flippy now seated, accepter the water. Flaky observed him drink, noticing his hardened yet somehow soft features.
"Thanks, I feel much better" Green eyes forced a smile.
"Are you sure? I could drive you to the hospital right aw-"
"No"
He stood up.
"I-I'm fine, see?" The soldier stretched his arms and flexed some muscles.
"Sure? At least let me check…" the frail girl stood up. "I'm sure I packed a first aid kit somewhere…"
She was about to turn to search, but the strong hands of the green haired held her.
"I'm fine Flaky, trust me"
Both stood there for a minute, staring into each other's eyes. Flaky sighed.
"I trust you"
"Thanks Flaky"
"Breakfast?"
"Uh?"
Before the soldier could react, Flaky had slipped from his hands straight to the kitchen. He walked around the couch and took a closer look at the house.
He enjoyed the warm atmosphere that emanated, either from the house itself or the habitant soul.
"Would you like helping me?"
"Uh yeah sure, what can I do for you?"
The soldier walker around the counter, to where Flaky was fiddling with some utensils.
"Could you chop these mushrooms? I'm making some omelettes and…"
Flaky's voice drifted away starting to be replaced by an echoing laugh. The knife was there waiting for him, reflecting the sun outside, shining, gleaming, calling-
"Actually, you should get a shower" The red head pushed him away from the sharpened item.
"W-what?"
"No offense Flippy, but you smell weird" she opened the door of the bathroom and pushed him inside. "I can handle breakfast myself"
Before Flippy could protest he had a towel shoved in his hands and the door closed on his face.
He tried to understand what had just happened but somehow the last five minutes were blank and everything was just perfect.
So far, so perfect…at least for now.
Yes! It's terrible and I am terribly sorry. I'll try to take a lot less time for the next one. I was going to make this one larger with what is coming up next, but I would take much longer. And I've made you wait long enough already without news. So I give you this, for now. Next time and in less time I'll give you better, promise.
