"Miu, Miu!"
Groaning, the taller blonde girl looked down towards the smaller girl annoyed.
"The fuck you want now Angie?", she asked and resisted the urge, to unload a bunch of swear words at the polynesian girl.
"Can we get Ice Cream? Atua told me that he needs me to eat Ice Cream!", the smaller girl explained and tugged at her girlfriend's pink bikini.
"We already ate Ice Cream an hour ago!", Miu shouted and groaned internally.
It had been two days since the holidays began and she was personally glad to spend time with Angie. The inventor herself certainly didn't expect to end up with the polynesian artistic girl of all people, since she was the near opposite of the blonde. Miu was tall, proud, possessed a hot temper (something she hated to admit) and a woman of science. Meanwhile, Angie was small, bubbly, as cheerful as a little kid and a firm believer of god. You'd think that the odds of those two falling for one another were as improbable as pigs being able to fly.
And yet, it happened.
Miu was drawn by Angie's cute smile, platinum white hair and most importantly, her supportive personality. She defended her from Kokichi bullying several times, when they first met and later on, constantly encouraged her, while the blonde was working on her usual inventions. It didn't take long for her to fall for the artist in return and Miu then began to help her, as best as she could. She invented several new types of brushes and gave them to Angie, on her birthday, the same day when they confessed their love for each other. Months have passed and their relationship was growing stronger and stronger by each day.
However, that didn't change the fact that Angie can be very annoying sometimes.
"Miu! Atua wants Ice Cream!", the smaller girl exclaimed poutingly and looked up at the inventor hopefully, with that same bubbly expression that was strong enough to melt the inventor's mental durability. With a defeated sigh, she nodded finally.
"Fine, shut up. You can eat Ice Cream again…", she said and wiped some sweat away from her face.
"Yippie! Thank you, baby!"
With that, the artist hugged the inventor from behind, who looked surprised at first, before starting to relax, as Angie planted gentle kisses on her back.
Miu's frown instantly faded away, as she started to blush very hard and stuttered a lot of incomprehensible words, before recomposing herself.
"Yeah, yeah you're welcome, now fucking follow me bitch! Let's get you Ice Cream!", the inventor exclaimed roughly, still blushing, before walking towards the small ice cream stand, with Angie following her swiftly.
When they arrived at the small, white hut, all of a sudden, the smaller girl tugged at Miu's bikini.
"Umm, Miu…", Angie asked carefully, to which the inventor turned around.
"What is it fucking this time?!", the blonde groaned and crossed her arms. "Don't tell me, you flat chested bitch, now want a burger as well or what?"
Shaking her head, Angie instead looked up to the top of Miu's head.
"Umm….Miu, there's a spider in your hair…", the artist carefully said. Miu's aggressive persona disappeared once again, as she now felt the arachnid's legs on her head. The inventor was frozen in fear and she didn't dare to move from her place. How did a spider manage to get on her head?
Angie meanwhile, slowly reached her hands towards the spider. It was certainly as big as Angie's hand and it's red stripes did give it a menacing look, though that didn't faze the artist at all.
"Don't make any sudden moves….", she told her girlfriend in an uncharacteristic calm and careful tone of voice. Her hands grabbed the spider from its back and slowly placed it on a nearby rock. When Miu finally had a good look at the arachnid, she shrieked in fear, which caused the spider to run away as fast as possible.
"Ah, get it off! Get it the fuck off!", she exclaimed panicky, to which the artist immediately wrapped her small arms around the taller girl's waist.
"Hey, baby! Calm down, it's gone okaysies? Atua gave me strength, to remove the spider from your head!", Angie said and tightened her hug, which the inventor slowly returned.
"Thanks bobblehead….", she replied shyly. "You fucking saved me…"
"Anytime baby.", the polynesian girl replied and placed a small kiss on the inventor's forehead. Miu was blushing madly again, before collecting herself once more.
"Any...Anyway!", Miu said loudly, her facade being rebuilt once more. "Let's get going!"
She took Angie's hand and pulled her to the ice cream stand. The man behind the counter flinched, the moment Miu took her order.
"A giant cup of strawberry Ice Cream for my girlfriend! Hurry or I'll whoop your ass!", she exclaimed, to which the man nodded fearfully and worked as quickly as possible, before returning with a giant cup filled with sweet pink strawberry ice cream. Angie smiled happily and took out her own wallet from her trousers, but Miu was quicker and took hers out from the left side of her bra. Surprised, she saw how the inventor handed the surprised man a few dollar bills, before taking the cup and giving it Angie, who only looked at her surprised.
"Hey, you didn't have to pay for me Miu.", the small artist said, to which the inventor chuckled surprisingly softly.
"Just fucking accept it bobblehead. I have enough money, thanks to the recent inventions I sold.", she said, with false annoyance. The artist looked at the giant cup for a moment, before taking the spoon and starting to devour the ice cream bit by bit. Miu was surprised at how much the smaller girl was able to eat, given her smaller size and weight.
All of a sudden, the inventor felt a spoon full of strawberry ice cream being tapped against her mouth. Angie was holding said spoon, with a wide cheerful smile.
"Open up! Open up!", the artist exclaimed several times. For some reason, the annoyed inventor didn't feel herself snapping at the smaller girl, so she opened up and smiled at herself, as her tongue made contact with the creamy, sweet substance. Normally, Miu prefered more bitter flavors, like dark chocolate or coffee, but strawberry tastes surprisingly good. The artist eyed at her with viber expectation.
"Do you like it? Do you like it?", she asked and waved her head from left to right.
"You know, this doesn't taste so fucking bad.", the inventor admitted, causing the smaller ultimate to jump several times, while still holding the ice cream cup.
"Yay! Come on Miu, Atua tells me that the sun is slowly saying byeonara! So, come, come on!"
Before Miu could even comprehend the situation, she was grabbed by Angie with surprising strength and had no choice, but to follow her to a sole place on the beach. The sight was breathtaking, as the sun's orange color was mirrored onto the crystal blue surface of the wide sea. Angie was just as amazed by the sight and immediately sat down, with the inventor following suit. Both of them started to relax at the sight of the sun bidding its farewell and the soft sand, warming them up.
"Doesn't this look beautiful Miu?", Angie asked and turned to the blonde expectantly.
"You're fucking right bobbehead!", the inventor answered and looked back at the artist. "The sight is enough to make me cum!"
Nodding, Angie all of a sudden crawled on Miu's lap.
"You have some strawberry on your mouth Baby.", the artist said and quickly closed the gap between their lips. Under normal conditions, the blonde would have pushed anyone away who would kiss her. After all, no one had the right to just kiss the smartest human being in history on the lips! You'd have to earn her approval first or else you'd regret it deeply.
Needless to say though, Angie had earned the inventor's approval a long time ago, so she quickly returned the kiss and pulled the artist closer to her. Angie's mouth was a bit dirty, thanks to the strawberry ice cream, however this only sweetened the already tasty kiss, as Miu's hands were caressing the smaller girl's back gently. Angie was just as sweet as a strawberry, if not more. In return, the polynesian girl began to rub her hands through the messy hair of the inventor. Both of them did not want to let go of one another. They wanted to stay like this forever and yet, the two eventually pulled away from each other, partly because of the need to catch air, but also to look at the now star-filled sky.
Miu looked at Angie and Angie looked at her. They wrapped their arms around each other and stared at the sky for a long time, before they both returned home and fell asleep next to each other on the couch.