A/N: Hi guys, next drabble in the series. Please read and give reviews, constructive criticism is welcome.

Twig

I feel as though my compliments mean nothing to Cowlquape.

He met someone today, a boy who was another apprentice in the School of Light and Darkness and they had quickly become fast friends.

I didn't know his name, nor did I want to know.

The days when Cowlquape and I would wander the streets of Sanctaphrax together grew more infrequent as he spent most of his time with his "new friend."

They started to meet at the Great Library, the apprentice also having a voracious greed for reading but then that bastard of an apprentice began stopping by the apartment the two of us shared.

At first he was nervous of me, I was quite a few years older than him and could easily pulverize him, but then he became confident and before long he was turning up for meals.

One time I complimented Cowlquape on the robe he was wearing and all he did was smile at me and nod his head in thanks.

At lunch, Cowlquape asked that apprentice boy what he thought of his robe and the apprentice said he looked perfect.

At that, Cowlquape blushed brilliantly and I glared down at my food for the rest of my meal.

Call me jealous if you like but I was smitten at the sight of him and I would not let some apprentice steal Cowlquape away from me.

That night, I complimented Cowlquape on that sharp mind of his and he smiled once again and muttered a thank you. Still no blush.

The next day, that apprentice commented Cowlquape on his sharp wit and Cowlquape giggled.

He giggled! Actually giggled! He never giggled, at least never when I was around or I complimented him.

I scowled into my breakfast and didn't look up until I was finished.

That night after dinner, I was about to go to bed when I slipped over some confounded thing and fell down onto the floor with a crash, knocking over a painting and making it crash onto my head.

I heard quick footsteps and then Cowlquape was looking in on the scene, laughing at my displeasure.

I supposed I did look quite comical on the floor with a painting on my head and so I laughed with him.

"You have a beautiful laugh" I said complimenting him, a smile on my face.

"Thank you Twig" he said softly and giggled and as I looked at his face, I saw his cheeks were tinged with a pleasant pink.

Yes! I thought to myself as I Cowlquape bade me goodnight and went to bed.