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The day had been long and hot. That was all that Glynda would say about it. Even Ms. Nikos was panting and sweating profusely from the temperature and she was from Mistrial, a land that was famous for its long hot dry summers. Perhaps that was it, the humidity level was almost as high as the air temperature and that was close to triple digite! Glynda had decided to cancel all outdoor activities after she watched Proffeser Peach try to fry an egg on the pavement, the poor thing had transformed into a pile of ash in minutes.
With no combat class to deal with at the end of the day Glynda decided to head for the pool. She was wearing a form fitting one piece that showed just a bit of cleavage, like her usual outfit did. Though Glynda was more conservative than most, she didn't mind showing off her figure a little. Making her way to the pool she wasn't surprised to see the place packed with students and facilitie. She wondered why she had bothered to come when all of a sudden Peter Port came screaming down the water slide ass first. The old man shot out of the water slide like a cannonball and smack ass first into Ozpins face. Oh, that's why, she thought with a satisfied smirk.
Lying down on a beach towel Glynda let out a satisfied sigh, especially when the misters turned on and gentle doused her and everyone else in a cool mist. Looking to her right Glynda had to suppress rolling her eyes. There was Ms. Nikos asking her partner Mr. Arc to put sunblock on her back. The boy, oblivious as ever to his partners crush on him, agreed without hesitation. He remained oblivious to the jealous looks he was getting from the boys as he started to rub the sunblock on the champions back. However, he didn't seem so oblivious when the young lady in question started to moan softly at his touch.
Glynda for once decided to let it be for now and glanced to her left. There was Julia Peach in a standard two piece sitting cross legged with Bartholomew Oobleck resting his head in her lap. The two of them seemed to be just chatting ideally and enjoying each other's company. Glynda let out another sigh, seriously.
"Mind if I sit here, " asked a very familiar voice. Glynda glanced behind her to see James Ironwood standing there. He was wearing swim trunks and had a rather nervous smile on his face that seemed out of character for him. She gave him a nervous smile in return and nodded her head yes. James sat next to her with a groan, massaging his shoulder.
"James your arm," Glynda gasped when she realized that she was looking at skin instead of metal.
"It's synthetic skin," James explained to her. She nodded her head in silent understanding. The two of them sat there for almost twenty minutes in comfortable silence.
"You know, I missed doing this with you, " James said softly, giving her a sad tired smile.
"So have I James, " Glynda replied quietly.
"I know that we can never go back to what we were before, but I would like it if we could just hangout together as friends again," James said. Glynda stayed silent for a few moments, thinking of all the good and bad times they had had over the years. Did she really want James back into her life again after all these years?
"Yes I think I'd like that too James. "
END
I like exploring the relationship between James and Glynda. I'm pretty sure Ironwood is a cyborg hence the arm reference. Sorry to say but I'm putting this on hold for a while. I'll update if I get any new ideas, but for now I'm going to write some other stories I have in my head. Leave a review and if you got a request then leave it and I'll get to it as soon as possible. That's all for now folks!