Enjoy

Falling off of the bed once again, she rubbed her head, "What was that…?"

"Aria, you're finally awake?" Hugging her, Rosalind cried. "I thought you weren't going to wake up!"

Raising an eyebrow, she asked, "ummm…."

"You don't remember...?"

Falling off of the bed once again, she rubbed her head, "Uhh wait…"

"Aria, are you alright?" Rosalind was standing at the doorway with a concerned look on her face.

"Uhh… yeah… were you going to tell me something?"

Pondering, she shook her head, "Not that I know of..."

Sighing, she rubbed her temples. "That was weird…"

A few days had passed, she finally made her shoes. Stretching, she stumbled upwards, and used a nearby wall for support. Getting dressed, she headed out towards school.

"No, No, and for the last time NO!"

"Why not?"

"Why would I not wear a dress? I'm a boy, do the math!"

"But you let Leann use you as a model!"

"She ties me up with rope, I highly doubt I go willingly…"

"Please Orland! I'm making this dress for Serena!"

Walking in the room, all of them turned towards her as she set a bag down.

"What?"

"Aria you have about the same waist width as Orland and Serena, could you help me with a dress I want to make for her, he's~" She pointed to Orland with a frown on her face, "Being unfair about not helping me out!"

Shrugging, she sighed, "Sure, plus, he's flat chested, I don't think he would do well for a source anyway."

"I'm glad to hear that, now I don't have to have some stinking human dress me up in something so…" Shuddering, he walked over to his chair.

After lessons, Aria was pulled along by Sera into the work room. "Okay can you just stand still…."

"What is this for?"

"Our birthday's coming up in a couple of weeks, and because I'm almost done, I just needed someone to test it on before I give it to Serena."

Aria sighed, "Ah yes, I forgot you're both turning 13, you two look older then that."

Sera smiled, zipping up the back of the dress. "How does it feel?"

Moving around, she pouted in concentration, "It fits well actually, I'm pretty sure it should fit her."

Sera smiled, "Ah good, I was afraid that it would be too big.."

"So is this a special dress, or an everyday wearing dress."

"Everyday wearing dress, we're both giving each other dresses."

Unzipping the dress again, Sera slipped it off of Aria, and folded it back up.

"Thanks aria…" Searching her pockets, she took out a fried mackerel.

"I dunno if you wanted this, I found a mackerel and cooked it and thought if Orland helped me, then I would give it to him, but I guess I'll give it to you, is that alright?"

Taking the fried mackerel, she raised an eyebrow, "Why a mackerel?"

Sera smiled, and washed her hands, "Orland likes fried mackerel, and because I know how to make it, I decided if he was willing to help then I'd give him something he likes."

Placing the mackerel into her bag, she nodded, "Alright, thanks."

She smiled awkwardly. "No Aria, thank you, I know how you never like ummm… wearing dresses."

Waving her hand in front of her face, she chuckled, "Pfft don't worry about it, even I wear dresses sometimes, anyway see you later."

Waving, she exited the room.

Looking around the classroom, she took the fried mackerel out, and placed it in his bag, seeing that he didn't have any lunch.

Heading out of the school, she took out her water pot and ran over to the caves. "3….6…..9…"

Watering the squares, she saw a small golden wolf appear out of the portals. Her eyes widened, what was such a creature doing in Malessia valley.

Walking towards it, it snarled at her. Taking out the friendship glove, she neared her hand towards it.

Biting her hand, her eyes narrowed, and she then flipped it onto its back, "What was that? Biting me is unacceptable!"

Whimpering, it looked away instantly. "That's better."

Picking it up, she petted it with the friendship glove. "I didn't want to do that… but biting is only what you do to orcs, goblins, insects, etc."

After petting it for a while, the wolf snuggled itself into her shirt.

Smiling, she picked it up. "Hmm.. boy… do you want to stay with me?"

Wagging his tail, he licked her face.

Smiling she placed him in her arms again, "Alright then, you'll be called... Weiss*."

Panting, Weiss was teleported back to the farm.

Standing up she brushed herself off. A howl in the wind echoed, while Aria's stomach lurched. "Oh no…"

TBC

*Weiss is pronounced as vice