Post by Greenie on Feb 9, 2010 23:51:06 GMT -5
26. First Kiss
Characters: Zether, mentions of Kaleb
Word Count: 494 (not sure how many points to take for it since it's short? .. or my others, for that matter)
Zether giggled. He giggled in a manner he’d never giggled before – usually it was more of a cackle of success from pranking some children, or a satisfied chuckle of getting out of homework – it was a lighthearted, fluffy kind of giggle that positively radiated from his lungs and up his esophagus before it popped lightly out of his mouth with a cheerful little shiver. He had a feeling he was getting strange looks from the people that were lounging in the park for more sedated reasons than he, but why should he care? He’d just gotten kissed by an adorable, hunk-o of a badger and no one – must he repeat, no one! – was going to burst that bubble until he was ready to pop it himself.
Okay, true, so it hadn’t been a real kiss since neither of them had their bipedals and muzzle to muzzle was more of a rub and a lick, but for Zether, it counted plenty. It was the thought that counted, and that pleasant fuzzy feeling he got in his gut before, during, after, and hey, right now! The slim mix let out a melodramatic sigh and sunk into the grass, his paws crossed, and placed his head on his paws to relive the moment over and over again, a dreamy and totally oblivious look on his face. Every now and then his tail would twitch or his ectoplasm would flail, but he seemed to take no notice of his own movement, though every now and then he snapped an eye open as someone else’s walking startled him.
His thoughts gradually slipped into how it had happened. He and Kaleb had hit it off fantastically, and he’d begun showing the Avingtonite around the City, taking him anywhere and everywhere that hit either of their fancies; they had spent quite a bit of time together, which was making Mom predictably suspicious, but he wasn’t about to stop just because his paranoid parent was being.. well, paranoid. They’d been told by one shopkeeper that they were an adorable couple, even though they weren’t a couple (yet, his subconscious poked in happily!), he couldn’t help but think it was proof that his Mother was the silliest creature to have ever been spawned.
And then, earlier that day, it had simply happened by accident. They’d been walking along the Art district, browsing through galleries, then they’d turned to speak at the same time, and had been closer than they’d thought.. and BAM. Zether was certainly pleased with the outcome, and though Kaleb had seemed rather flustered, Zether had a feeling he’d been rather delighted with it as well.
Another happy giggle escaped, and he flop-rolled onto his back and let his paws dangle aimlessly in the air above him – he paused to imagine the grass shrieking as it shriveled and died from the mighty cold of his ectoplasm, and snickered at the image – then went back to daydreaming. Oh, how life had improved.
