Among Warm Sunsets

Childish

Molly was at home, having just finished her daily farm chores. It was a rather cool autumn day. The leaves were a beautiful shade of gold, orange, red, and brown. It was one of those days where Molly just wanted to sit outside and watch some cartoons—which she pretty much did. So, she set up her portable DVD player, and sat outside, under a practically large oak tree.

Accompanying her was Finn and the Harvest God. The cartoon they decided to watch was an old Disney cartoon, featuring Mickey and Minnie (but Molly was only paying attention to Mickey, since he's her favorite). While Molly and Finn were totally engrossed with the film, the Harvest God was not, and was busy reading another book from Molly's personal library.

Molly turned to look at the Harvest God and frowned. "M'lord, why aren't you watching?"

The Harvest God sighed and put his bookmark on the page so he wouldn't lose his place.

He looked up and glared at her, "Well, I do not want to watch this… this… idiotic program you kids are watching."

Finn looked up from the portable device and he and Molly both shared a synchronized gasp.

She stood up and crossed both arms over her chest; this did not intimidate the Harvest God, because… he's kind of awesome, and that does not falter.

"I'll have you know," Molly started, glaring at him, "that watching cartoons does not make you childish."

The deity smirked at her, she was such a lair. "Oh really, then; if watching cartoons does not, in fact, mean you are childish and very much immature, then what does it mean, Molly?"

Molly huffed, it was rather awesome how he started actually calling her by her name, but it really freaking pissed her off how he used it to mock her; asshat.

So, with that resolve in mind, she was not going to let him win this argument.

"Well, I'll have you know, that cartoons actually build character."

The Harvest God scowled at her, but just ignored her and continued reading.

Molly and Finn shared an excited look. She freaking finally won an argument! Take that, Molly: 1, Harvest God: 500.

They started fist pumping, which the Harvest God just shook his head.

"You damn kids…"

[A/N]: This chapter was in the spur of the moment, while my mom and I were watching an old Technicolor Disney cartoon. Oh, how I love the good old days, where when you watched a cartoon, you'd know what the character would touch next… well… anyways. Yep. Oh, and I finally saw Captain America and let me just say… he is hot. When he came out of that chamber… hot damn, that was a le gasp moment… okay, uhmm… yeah.