Disclaimer: I still own nothing. Author's Note: This turned out far more shippy than I ever intended; it hijacked itself. Thank you so much to everyone who favorited, commented, or otherwise responded! Comments are appreciated; suggestions are helpful. Enjoy!
"Ah, there you are Travis; I have something for you." Ling Ling cried as she rushed forward from across the quad, hands firmly behind her back, presumably holding the something. Upon hearing his name, Travis looked up from where he'd been sketching the fountain complex, curiosity evident.
"Hey Ling Ling, I wasn't expecting anyone to still be here; school ended hours ago." He said, I wonder if this is about the flowers I gave her. "Wait, you haven't been looking for me since school ended, have you?"
"Oh no, I saw the fading light and was reminded that these would not last the night well so I should give them to you tonight." She brought forth the object that'd been behind her back, revealing it to be a bunch of wildflowers.
At the sudden appearance of the flowers though, Travis lurched backward, sketch pad flying upward like an emergency shield. However, seeing the hurt and confusion clouding over Ling Ling's face, he rushed to explain, "Ah no, they're lovely, just… great." Travis trailed off into silence, grimacing before taking a breath to fortify himself and continued, "See, flowers and I haven't always had the best history, and you surprised me with them."
"Ah, I am sorry!" and she made to toss the flowers away, except found a hand there, blocking her throw. "Did you not just say you dislike flowers?" Ling Ling scrutinized Travis suspicious, the descending sun casting a red glow over the two.
It's a good thing the Sun's making everything red anyway. "I was surprised, and am a little scared of them, but I still like flowers, it just takes a bit of time." Travis explained, "And as long as they aren't Rebel Roses." He tacked on. My face feels like it's actually going to burst into flames. Help someone!
And at that moment, as if in answer to Travis' mental prayers, "There you are Travis, I've been looking everywhere for you. You missed dinner you know; your dad and I were concerned—oh…I'll leave you two here, don't be long." His mom walked away, followed by twin incredulous stares. Awkward interruption by an unlikely source; sometimes, I'm grateful for the Weird that's the Fairytale realms. Travis released a relieved sigh.
Unaware of Travis' thoughts, Ling Ling turned back to him, "I suppose I should let you go home, most especially since I have completed the task I meant to do; repaying you in kind for the sweet gift. Goodnight Travis, I shall see you in class." And with that, the warrior rose and swept off into the sunset, and the direction of her rooms.