Day 6 Umbrella, Weilan/Ondina, 455 words, Rating T/M for suggestive language right at the end
"When the sun shines, we shine together. Told you I'll be here forever! Said I'll always be your friend, took an oath, Imma stick it out to the end," Weilan sang along to the music pounding in her ears.
"Now that it's raining more than ever, know that we'll still have each other!"
She twisted the tap around so the spout was over the basin in the sink.
"You can stand under my umbrella. You can stand under my umbrella, -ella, -ella, eh, eh, eh
Under my umbrella, -ella, -ella, eh, eh, eh," Weilan nodded along to the music and turned the hot tap, beginning the process of washing dishes.
"Under my umbrella, -ella, -ella, eh, eh, my umbrella, -ella, -ella, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh-eh."
She unceremoniously dumped the pile of dishes into the hot, bubbly water and flicked the water that landed on her off, chucking it back into the basin.
"These fancy things will never come in between," Weilan began dancing along best she could without the use of her hands, currently manipulating the dishes and the sponge to wash them with her Powers.
"You're part of my entity, here for infinity - aah!"
Weilan screamed and dropped the dishes, water splashing up and all over her. Her Power dragging the water with it as she turned to whoever had intruded and grabbed her from behind.
"Weilan!"
Ondina was caught full in the face with the dishwater staring at her in shock.
"I am so sorry!" Weilan yanked out her ear plugs as she dropped to the floor, Ondina a fraction of a second behind her.
"What the hell Weilan?!" Ondina was on her back, propped up on her elbows. Weilan had landed face down, her fin curled up against the cupboards lining their kitchen.
"I didn't hear you, I'm sorry!"
You can stand under my umbrella, -ella, -ella, eh, eh, eh
Weilan's music leaked out from the fallen earplugs connected to her fallen phone
Under my umbrella, -ella, -ella, eh, eh, eh
"What are you even listening to?" Ondina asked.
Under my umbrella, -ella, -ella, eh, eh, eh
"Rhianna."
Under my umbrella, -ella, -ella, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh-eh
"No Rhianna while doing the dishes. Ever. Again. Understood?"
Weilan just nodded. Her belly stung from hitting the floor, and her hands, and her fin hurt from being cramped against the unit.
"I love you Ondina."
"You're not forgiven."
"Not even if I make your favourite dinner and then give you all the cuddles you want?" Weilan did her best puppy dog eyes.
"I'll consider it."
"I'll wear that red thing you like," Weilan teased.
"I love you too Weilan."
You can stand under my umbrella, -ella, -ella, eh, eh, eh