After the night spent with his friends, Lance has been working diligently on making Hunks proposal go smoothly. He had the day, time, and take all prepared, but the hard part was the sign. Normally he would use paints, glitter, and sharpie, this time however, he was needing to make something that could be with the sharks and not harm them. Walking down the same aisle in the craft store for the thousandth time he was starting to get exasperated.
"All this art stuff, and yet none of it water safe, or non toxic." he grumbled picking up the same paints he had been looking at about 10 minutes prior. Groaning frustratedly, he sat the paints down again muttering under his breath as one of the sales associates came over smiling.
"Is out paint selection causing you problems?" she asked softly looking over the items Lance had been looking at just before she came over. Letting out the least manly shriek, Lance looked up to the woman and gave her a sheepish grin.
"No, no, they're fine, I'm just trying to figure out what to get. I'm making a sign for a friend for his proposal, and I'm going to be in our shark tank at work and I need something that won't harm the sharks, but will actually show up well." he rambled out quickly looking back at the supplies he was getting. The woman looked over the items he had and thought quietly to herself.
"Have you thought of using laminate? It's durable underwater and you can use any other medium under it. It won't dissolve, and then your friend and his soon to be will be able to keep it as a keepsake." she offered smiling brightly. Lances' jaw dropped. Why hadn't he thought of that? It was perfect. The only problem was he didn't have the money to buy an actual laminating machine, and didn't know where to go to have it done. Seeming to have read his mind, the worker gently placed a hand on his shoulder smiling. "We charge five dollars to laminate, just bring the project in and we can fix it right up for you."
Lance was ecstatic. He thanked the woman before going to go pay for the items he had already picked out. He would start working on the sign as soon as he got home, for the time being, however, he had to hurry to the zoo before his shift started. Leaving the store he shot a text to Allura letting her know that he would be about ten minutes late.
"I'm telling you Shiro, the guy has to be something other than human." Keith let out an exasperated sigh as he leaned against the enclosure door scrubbing his hands over his face. Shiro just laughed looking to his brother.
"And why do you think that?" Shiro asked looking up from his own spot in the cage, a smile plastered on his face. Keith just glared before he started pacing.
"Because! Have you ever seen him with the sharks? Once he's in the water, he just… I don't know, he doesn't move like a normal person, and the sharks even like him. And last I checked, the only people who got along well-ish with sharks were merfolk." Keith stated matter-of-factly.
"Well, have you asked him? I'm positive he'd be happy to explain to you that he is one hundred percent human." Keith just rolled his eyes. He knew it was a dumb idea to tell Shiro what was going on. The man was relentless and the teasing never ceased with him. Picking up his broom, Keith went back to cleaning out the den.
After bagging up all the garbage and picking up the cleaning supplies, Shiro and Keith left the exhibit to toss the bags and to put the cleaning items away. "Well you'll never know until you ask him and get to know him. You said he works here, maybe on your break go over and talk to him?" Shiro advised, glancing to the younger, smirking.
The paler male just shook his head, ignoring him. He knew if he wanted his questions answered, he just needed to ask, but that was the problem. Keith was terrible at basic human interactions. There was no way he could just walk right over to the brunette and talk to him. He wasn't nearly as charismatic as his brother, and the last time he tried talking to someone who wasn't four legged and furry, he shouted at them awkwardly before running away.
Walking towards the breakroom, Keith continued to ponder how he was going to get his information when he suddenly ran right into something. That something turned out to be a someone. Just a few inches shorter than Keith, the brunette jumped back startled and held his hands up.
"Woah man, sorry about that, wasn't watching where I was going." Lance laughed slightly walking around Keith easily to get to the time clock. Punching in his numbers, Lance waved to Keith again before bolting towards the aquatic exhibits. Standing motionless, the violet eyed male watched as Lance darted off, unable to figure out a response to the events that just transpired.
Have his eyes always been so blue? Did he always look so angelic? Why am I thinking more into this than normal… what is his damn name.
Hey every body who has possibly read this and thought "wow, this author sucks, doesn't keep up with their own deadlines." yeeeeeeeeaaaa... sorry about that. life has been rough as most authors will say, but mine is also me being LAZY. but I hope whoever does read this enjoys this next chapter and i will try to post more things here soon. Thanks to everyone out there!