Adorable You
Ch.2- The Stupid Adventure Begins
(Charmy's POV)
"In our last chapter, H.P. and I were biking home after Timmy thwarted our 37 year plan to take over earth and Fairy World. A rather air headed fairy girl crashed into us, and now we're taking her home with us for some unknown reason."
"Um, why are you narrating to yourself?" I asked as we continued biking through the countryside. I was in the back with my arms wrapped around Sanderson because they had no room, so they went, 'ah hell, ride in the back.' I think Sanderson is getting a bit too aroused here since my chest is pressed to his back, because he makes this sort of squeal sound of excitement whenever I adjust myself to be comfortable. Damn you, testosterone…
"Uh, am I?" Sanderson asked, getting a confused look on his face, but the only way I could tell was by the way his eyebrows went all wiggly. Why doesn't he take off his stupid sunglasses?
"Yes…is that like, something you like to do all the time?" I asked again.
"Charmy, there are many things we do that you don't know about." H.P. said.
"That's because you're a fairy…and obviously fairies aren't quite up to our standards of what we would call, 'comprehension.'" Sanderson added. I paused, thinking about that.
"Are you saying that we're not intelligent!" I scowled.
"Pretty much." I was mad at them for that comment, so I decided to annoy them for it.
"Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalaalalalalalalaala!" I sang, watching them cringe from the annoying humming/singing I was doing.
"Will you please stop that?" H.P asked. Sanderson tried not to burst out laughing as he glanced at me.
"What? You guys are so boring, I have to entertain myself!" I promptly said. H.P sighed, and we…I mean, them…continued biking. A hour or so later, I opened my mouth.
"My legs hurt!" I whined.
"But you didn't even pedal for jack!" Sanderson said. I scowled again and poked him in his back.
"Ow." I poked him again.
"Ow."
"Wheee, this is fun!" I said.
"Will you stop that?" He demanded. I chuckled and kept poking his back until he got annoyed and yelled at me. Well, if talking to me in a dull voice was yelling. H.P. laughed that dull laugh of his.
"Looks like you've taken a shine to her, Sanderson." H.P. said.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He grumbled.
"Charmy and Sanderson, sitting in a tree, k-I-s-s-I-n-g."
"You spelled it with two capital I's, moron." Sanderson shot at him. H.P. ignored him and continued. I joined in the teasing of the cute pixie.
"First comes love, then comes marriage, then comes a baby in a baby carriage!"
"Oh, grow up you immature brats." Sanderson scowled. We continued teasing him until we reached a grove of trees at the end of the road.
"Well, the only way to get to the other side is to go through. Shall we?" H.P asked, holding out an arm to me.
"Nah, I'll go with Sanderson." I said, before turning to him and grabbed his arm.
"Agh. My arm." He said. We flew into the woods, unaware that not watching horror movies dampened our knowledge of how to survive in the woods in case there was some kind of psychotic killer in there.
"Is it just me, or do I have a bad feeling that something bad is going to happen?" Sanderson asked.