"This room is where you'll be sleeping. There's the bathroom… uh… the living room… and… the kitchen. Oh, yeah, and this is my study. But, um, I would prefer it if you didn't go in there. I'm uh… well… yeah, just don't go in there"
"Okay"
"What's that?"
"Uh…oh. That's a puppet show"
"A puppet show?"
"Yeah. It's like, people make puppets out of material, and then perform stories using them"
"And that?"
"That's a café. A place where you can get drinks and buns and other things to eat, I guess"
"Buns…"
"Sweet bread"
"Oh! And-" Ariel paused mid-sentence, eyes wide.
Jim heard the music coming from the small square, and glanced at Ariel.
"Are they… dancing?" she breathed wonderingly.
"Yeah"
"We have to go!" she cried, tugging Jim. "Come on Jim! We have to dance"
Jim sighed.
"Ariel…"
"Jim!"
"Ugh"
"Please? We can't dance underwater, and I've always wanted to! Pleeeeeease?"
"…Fine"
She grabbed his hand and pulled him into the crowd.
"So, what do we do?" she asked, almost jumping up and down. Jim bit back a laugh and steered her into a fairly open space left in the square.
"Okay. So, you put your hand here…" he pretended not to shiver when she rested her cool hand on his shoulder. "And I put my hand… uh… here…" and he placed his hand on her waist.
"And we just spin around to the music I guess"
But Ariel wasn't listening anymore. There was a moments silence while the band got ready to start another tune. Jim readied himself for the slow turning. Then the music began, and Ariel dived into the centre of the dance, pulling Jim with her.
Ariel laughed. She knew nothing about dancing, but she still knew more than Jim, an awkward adolescent male.
"Lighten up!" she called across the music, taking her hand off his shoulder to poke him on the forehead.
"Now spin me around"
Jim grinned.
"Fine. You want me to spin you around?" Jim grabbed Ariel, and spun her away from him. But instead of stopping, he kept spinning, and eventually they both collapsed on the ground together, laughing.
"Let's go again!" Ariel clapped her hands.
"I don't ever want to stop dancing!"
"Really? I dunno, I think I'd miss sleeping a lot"
"Don't spoil it"
"Sorry"
"Do you want hot chocolate?"
"Yes please!"
Ariel drummed her fingers on the small kitchen table, humming the tune from the dance they had been to the previous night.
"Hey, Jim?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think we could go rock climbing today?"
He placed a mug of hot chocolate in front of her, and then retreated to his seat on the other side of the table.
"Rock climbing?"
"Well, I've always wanted to. I mean, I've watched people climb the cliffs on the beach ever since I was young, and now I can do it too!"
"Sure. Okay"
"I'll need to wear… um… what are they called?"
"Trousers?"
"Yes! Trousers. Can I borrow some?"
Jim blushed, and then wondered what it was about this girl that made him do that so often. Damn her, she made him so flustered.
"Fine"
A/N: ANOTHER CHAPTER
WOOT
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