It was a crisp fall day when Ivan showed up on Mylene's doorstep with a picnic basket. It hadn't been his idea to surprise her with a picnic (It had been his mom's idea, she was always so much better at that sort of thing than he was), but Ivan had thought it was a great idea.
He let Mr. Haprele know ahead of time that he'd be coming over ahead of time, but he'd wanted to surprise Mylene, and he certainly had judging by the look on her face when she opened the door to find him standing there.
"Want to go on a picnic?" Ivan asked.
"Yes, but I've got to let Papa know first." Mylene was smiling as she faced back inside the house, only to see Mr. Haprele waving her out.
Ivan offered her the arm that wasn't holding the picnic basket. "Ready?"
She nodded, taking his arm, and they walked down to the closest park together.
Ivan spread out the picnic blanket he'd brought, weighing it down with some rocks. They ate the sandwiches he'd made and talked about school, and just relaxed in general. Leaves were started to change colors and fall off the trees, swept over the sidewalks by the erratic breeze. It was a beautiful evening.
They were both lying back and staring up at the clouds.
"It's so peaceful out here," Mylene said.
Ivan nodded; the sounds of the city were muted over in their corner of the park. He closed his eyes and relaxed. "Yeah."
They just lay there for awhile, silently enjoying the peace.
"Ivan?"
"Huh?" He had been drifting off a little.
"Thanks for the picnic."
"You're welcome." Ivan looked over to see that Mylene was smiling. He was happy. She was happy. It was a perfect evening.
AN: Nothing like a fun picnic for some fluff! :)