Unlike my brother, I seek to make you laugh, enjoy life, and make your day brighter. I hope that this silly endeavor makes you smile.
It was rather hot in Rainbow Butterfly Wood. Despite the shade many of the trees gave, the humidity mixed with the heated winds gave the forest the feeling of a desert.
Maximillian, using his hat to fan himself, was sweating up a storm. Monica, his companion, was no better off, using a oversized leaf she had found to attempt to keep her cool. They had transvered the forest for a few days, shortly after they had found the missing Firbits, and reunited them with Conda and the others.
"Ugh, why is it so hot?" Max asked, a bit irritable.
"Well I don't freaking know, go ask the sun!" Monica snapped, stomping her feet into the dry earth.
Both Max and Monica were on edge, however this was expected. With boiling hot temperatures, running with sweat coated clothes, and lack of sleep due to monster ambushes, neither one of them was in a particularly kind mood.
Discarding her leaf fan, Monica sighed, before she sniffed the air, her nose crinkling in disgust.
"Ugh! Max! You stink!" Monica said, holding her nose shut with two fingers.
"We you don't smell flowery either." Max mumbled.
"What was that?" Monica growled, a fireball waiting in her left hand.
"Uh..." Max started, slowly backing away. "Where do we even get clean in this forest anyhow?" Monica narrowed her eyes, before extinguishing the fireball.
"There were some lakes around on the map..." Monica started, walking in a random direction. "I'm sure if we keep walking forward, we're bound to find a pond, or even a stream."
Max grumbled, walking after her, wiping sweat off his brow as he did so.
They walked on for a few hours, Monica tripping over some vines a few times. After the fifth trip, she swore, cutting every single vine she saw, as well as any poor monster that got in her line of sight.
However, their trek through the forest eventually paid off, as they came upon a long, flowing stream.
"Finally!" Monica panted. She splashed some water on her face, before she shoved Max away.
"Hey!"
"Turn around Max." She said. "I don't want you peeping on me."
"I wasn't going to peep on you..." Max mumbled, before he focused on something on the opposite side of the stream. "But that Himarra might.."
"Huh?" Monica said. Max merely pointed to the other side, where a single, odd colored Himarra was sitting. Instead of the typical yellow flower head, it had a orange color, with its stem being much darker green compared to other Himarras. As they watched, it opened it's mouth, letting out a sound similar to that of leaves rustling.
"That's...creepy." Max noted. Monica nodded, watching as the strange plant kept making that strange noise.
"Let's just go downstream." Monica said, sighing. "It's not like he can reach us anyhow." With a sigh, she began trudging off, Max following shortly afterwards, still looking at the strange Himarra.
After they left, the strange Himarra lowered it's head, almost in shame. Soft cackles begin to fill the area around him, as Himarras popped out of every bush.
"See, Thrang? I told you that your laugh is creepy enough to scare humans!" One of the Himarra cackled, it's friends mimicking the laugh.
"Go fall in a lake!" Thrang responded, shuffling off, grumbling.
Back with Monica and Max, they had just arrived at the end of the stream,it leading into a small pond, crystal clear and clean. Monica sighed in relief, before shoving Max away.
"If I catch you peeping Max..." She growled, her hands resting on her sword handle.
"I won't Monica, I promise." Max said, sighing and turning around. "Look, I'll go wait behind that tree over there as proof." He said, point out a old, gnarled looking tree, that was strangely sparse of leave. He walked over, sitting behind the tree, patiently waiting.
Meanwhile, a few feet away, two strange monsters were moving. Both of which had a rifle in their hands, one of which was much smaller then the other. They had fur covering their body, seemed to hover over the ground, and each of them had a strange glass across their right eye, the taller having golden lenses, the younger having clear.
"Father, look! It's a human!" The young, fox like creature had spoken.
"Hmm..Yes, it is. However, this human seems to be in rather a poor state." He sniffed the air, wrinkling his nose. "Yes, a very poor state. That human smells rotten." Almost out of curiosity, the small Hunter Kit sniffed the air, before cringing, it's ears almost folding back.
"By the fairies! It smells horrid!" The Rifle Kit, however, sniffed the air more. "Hmm...Father, do you smell the second human?"
"Second human?" The Hunter Fox said, looking at his young son with curiosity. "What second human?"
"The one in the lake." The Hunter Kit said, looking at the lake. "Ah! There she is!" He pointed to the faint figure of Monica, washing her hair.
"Ah...so there is a second human." The Hunter Fox said, ruffling his Kit's hair."You have the nose of a great hunter my boy, I've always said it." The young Kit blushed, but stared at Max questioningly.
"Father, why is the other human without fur?"
"Hm, that's strange. Perhaps it's their time of molting." The Hunter Fox pondered. "Which questions why her mate isn't protecting her.."
"Perhaps he isn't her mate? Perhaps he's trying to court her?"
"By hiding my dear boy?"
"Well, perhaps he's trying a surprise method. Baku Baku do that commonly with one another, don't they?"
"Ah true true my boy...Well, in that case, perhaps we can help our unlucky human find a mate." That being said, he lowered his rifles, hovering over to Max.
Max was slowly dozing off, his eyes getting sleepy from the heat. He didn't have time to react as a Hunter Fox grabbed him by the neck, only able to make a "Ga-" noise, before he was launched high into the air, heading straight for the lake.
He plummeted straight down into the blessedly cold water, surfacing rather quickly.
"MAX!" Monica yelled out. Max stared at Monica, his eyes locked onto hers for a fraction of a second, before they began to slowly move up and down her body. Monica blushed furious red, slapping Max across the face.
"Father, these humans seem to have a violent courting ritual." The Hunter Kit noted.
"It's expected from such a barbaric species." The Hunter Fox said, shrugging. "Now come on, let us return home and partake in the deer we hunted!"
"Yay!" The Hunter Kit cheered, earning a chuckle from his Father.
Yes I did have a hunter fox throw Max into Monica. Why? Because why the hell not? :P
Hopefully you guys enjoyed this silly adventure.