It got romantic whoops.

For Happy LWA Week - Day 4, Professor(s)

Disclaimer: I do not own Little Witch Academia.

Chapter 4.

"Come on, Chariot. You know you wanna try it."

"I-I don't think it's really necessary, Croix..."

"Hm? How can you say that? As a professor, you've got to be a role model to your students. How can you expect them to take risks and face new challenges if you don't set an example?"

"...You're beginning to sound like Professor Finneran..."

"Come on, just try it. It's not that bad." Croix suavely drapes an arm around her old friend's shoulders. "I promise."

Chariot bites her lip and swallows hard, staring at the cup of steaming ramen noodles on the table in front of her.

Croix has been trying to persuade her to eat them for quite some time now, and Chariot had eventually caved.

But now she's already regretting that decision. She's never been the type to enjoy salty kinds of junk foods like this. Just the smell alone is making her eyes water.

Croix keeps one arm slung across her shoulders and reaches out to bring the warm cup of noodles closer.

"See? It's not so bad. At least give it a try."

"I..." Chariot sniffles and swallows, but gets a fierce look in her eyes. Croix is right. If I can't try new things for myself, I can't expect my students to either! "A-All right," she steels herself. "Where's the fork?"

"Oh, Chariot," Croix shakes her head. "You're doing this the old-fashioned way." She pulls out a skinny paper tube with chopsticks inside.

Chariot grimaces as she opens them and yanks them apart. But it takes her a minute to get her fingers positioned correctly, and Croix has to help her with that. She brings the cup of noodles closer, and again, the smell nearly makes Chariot recoil.

"O-On second thought-"

"Nope," Croix nudges her forward again. "You've come this far, Chariot. No turning back now."

"Croix, sometimes you can be so cruel..."

Her old friend shrugs but pulls the cup of ramen ever closer. Chariot knows she has to accept her fate.

So she reaches in with her chopsticks and tries to pick up a few noodles. But they just keep slipping off no matter what she does, so Croix has to help. By placing her own hand over Chariot's, she manually helps her hold the chopsticks and lift the noodles to her mouth. Chariot whimpers.

"Croix-"

"Just one bite is fine."

So she blows on the noodles to cool them, then tentatively bumps them against her lips. Chariot tries to ignore the hot slimy sensation that feels like a worm against her mouth. She shudders.

But behind her, Croix is trying her best not to burst out laughing.

"That's it, Chariot. You can do it."

The sooner it's over with, the better. So in one swift motion, Chariot sucks the noodles into her mouth, chews, and swallows. Only a second later does the heat and flavor register, and she starts to cough. Croix lets her drop the chopsticks and pulls her away from the table so Chariot can rest in her arms.

"There, see? Was it so terrible?"

Chariot turns her face to cough into Croix's chest, tears in her eyes.

"It was... so salty... H-How do you do this every day, Croix?"

"Tons of practice."

As Chariot tries to shake the feeling away, Croix pats her back lightly. Once Chariot finally catches her breath, she straightens herself up and looks into her eyes.

"How do you live like this, Croix? Eating that every day-"

"Anyway, at least you tried it," Croix cuts her off, leaning closer. "Would you like your reward?"

Chariot accepts the kiss, if only to allow Croix's lips to take away the taste of salt from her mouth. But as soon as the distasteful flavor is gone, Chariot enjoys it much more, wrapping her arms around Croix's shoulders. Croix encircles the small of her back, deepening the kiss. When she pulls back she licks her lips.

"As I thought, nothing's more delicious than you, Chari-"

"In any case-" This time it's Chariot who cuts her off scoldingly. "You can't be eating that stuff every day, Croix. You need some nutrition! Why don't you let me cook a few meals for you?"

"...Eh?" Taken aback, Croix blinks, feeling a very slight heat in her face. Chariot doesn't flinch.

"Yes. I would be more than happy to make meals for you if it meant you didn't have to eat that junk food every day. Come by my place sometime and I'll make you something. I don't have complete confidence in my cooking, but I can still make something more nutritious than that."

"Eh? N-No, I'm sure your cooking is amazing, Chariot."

"Then why don't you be the judge of that?" she smiles. "Come by and I'll make you a meal. How does dinner at 8 sound?"

"Uh, s-sounds good."

"Perfect!" she beams. "Then I'll be seeing you then, Croix."

With that, Chariot picks up the ramen cup and drops it into the nearest trash can. Croix yelps.

"H-Hey! There was still good food in that!"

"That isn't what I'd consider 'good food', Croix."

"Geez, Chariot..."

Giggling, Chariot turns and scampers off with a flash of red hair.

"Catch me if you can!"

Her playful challenge thus issued, Croix snaps out of her trance and follows.

"You've always been such a tease..."

"Come and get me, Croix!"

Chariot leads her all the way outside. That's where she stumbles on something and yelps. But Croix reaches her just in time to catch her.

"Easy!"

But Chariot only laughs again and gives a push, one that takes both of them down into the grass. She tries to pin Croix beneath her, but shrieks when she feels a poke in her side.

"C-Croix-! No fair!"

"I thought all was fair in love and war?"

"N-Nooo! We h-have to be responsible and set an example-"

"Aw come on, Chariot. You're setting a good enough example. Reminding your students it's okay to have fun from time to time!"

Croix flips her over onto her back and continues tickling her without mercy. Chariot can only contain her squealing laughter for so long. She can only hope no one else is around to see or hear.

However, she doesn't let Croix overpower her for long. With one swing of her leg she bowls her over, then pounces to pin her down. Her red hair falls down over her shoulder as she pants, a triumphant smile on her lips.

Croix closes her eyes and accepts her punishment. Chariot kisses her quickly and softly, then pulls back.

"I'll see you tonight at 8."

And with that, she pulls her up to her feet.

It gives them both something else to look forward to.

A/N: I'd forgotten I wasn't gonna make these romantic but I realized it after I'd already finished writing. Oops.

I like getting to write situations where they can both show their stronger personalities over the other. I feel 50% of the time, Croix has the stronger personality and the other 50% it's Chariot. Perfectly even. Such a great ship.

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