My brother's much darker then I am, he enjoys giving pain to the world. I must heal my brother's wounds, and give people a reason to smile. Don't let Darkness consume your heart, for if you do, that is all you shall see.
Rainbow Butterfly wood, a beautiful, deadly forest filled with a assortment of both animals and plants. At night, it was rather peaceful, most of the monsters were in their dens, the only few beings out were pixies and owls. However, there were some other beings awake in the forest, some not native to the forest. There was a small, lit orange tent, the only source of light a lantern within the tent.
Within the small tent, two sleeping bags were on opposite sides of the lantern, both of them were asleep, one occupied by a golden head of hair, while the other sleeping bag was occupied by a redhead. It was the Atlamillia wielders, Monica and Max. They had just recently entered the forest, and after a rather embarrassing incident involving a pond, a naked Monica, and a Hunter Fox, they had decided to set up camp, in a secluded clearing.
Monica was stirring restlessly, whimpering and moving around in her sleep. In one instance, she hit Max upon the head, with a fist to the back of his head.
"Ow!" Max said, sitting up and rubbing his head. He rubbed his eyes for a few seconds, before he cast his eyes to the whimpering red head. "Monica?" He said, looking at her with worried eyes.
"Please...leave him alone." She whimpered, her body twitching. "Leave him alone.."
"Monica?" Max asked worriedly, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder. She jerked her arms away, almost as though his hand was on fire.
"Stay away." She whimpered, her body twitching almost furiously, her breathing getting rapid. "Stay away!" Tears began to spill down her face, her whimpering become more frequent.
Max hesitated, almost unsure what to do. For a second, he watched the whimpering figure, before he awkwardly wrapped his arms around her.
For a few seconds, Monica twitched, before relaxing into Max's arms, almost snuggling into him, earning a bright red blush from Max. He stayed silent, before relaxing a bit, as Monica showed no signs of waking up.
However, when he attempted to move his arms, Monica wrapped her arms around Max, letting out a content sigh. Max struggled for a few seconds, before he sighed, accepting his fate.
"I hope she doesn't kill me in the morning..." He said, before he yawned. Slowly, his eyes drooped close, and he drifted off to dreamland.
Awfully short, but cute I hope :P I felt in a very cuddly mode today x3
Sometimes, all a person needs is a good hug to make their day.