Flutterwings looked off in the distance; from her spot on the rock, she saw a few of the Fangs. Blue, Kydra, Hivehunter, Dagger, and... Zenex.
She sighed, sitting down in her spot and watching Zenex, or rather, ‘Zenslayer’ get the glory from his closest family members. He’s so lucky...
“Is that him?”
“Hm?” She turned to see a random nymph next to her. “Pardon?”
Flutterwings struggled to keep her head up as she sat on the sheet. Griff had carefully wrapped a quilt around her.
“I don’t think you should keep coming here…”
“Why nooot? Hardly anyone else comes in here!”
“That doesn’t matter if you’re getting hurt…I don’t want you endangering yourself to keep me entertained.”
“Even if you don’t get to see anyone else…?”
He nodded solemnly, hanging his head. “Even then.”
The nymph sighed.
I did this with Griff yesterday. We decided to put Heath as Pico.
“Yeesh. That last match was intense.”
“I’ll say. Who knew a pair of unicorn kids in Halloween costumes could drop some intense bars?”
The two walked through the empty metro station, watching as the large subway passed by for the ninth time, making their mane blow in the wind for a split second.
Original Song: Little Miss Perfect by Taylor Louderman
Straigh’ tail, straigh’ As, straigh’ forward
Straigh’ path, I don’ cu’ no corners
Mus’ make a point to be on time,
Head of, the King’s council
I don’ black ou’ a’ parties
I jam, to Songbird Serenade
If you asked me
How ‘m doing
I’ll say…
Well…
Go’ adop’ed by the King when I was five
My papa tried his bes’ no’ to spoil me ro’ten
“He did what?!”
“Scorch, relax. He was drunk.”
“Do you imagine what it could’ve done to you when he did that?! You’re too young to be consuming any alcohol, and Dragon should know that!”
“Well, he was drunk. Besides, I probably should’ve left sooner instead of trying to pry him off of Griff.”
*sighs and hugs her* “I guess… I’m still mad at him.”
“And then he said, ‘this wasn’t just any regular body’. And I said what? And he said ‘it’s your mom’s!’”
Griff deadpanned at his symbiote’s awful storytelling. This was, what, the sixth time he told this story? “Griffon has heard enough,” he grumbled, laying on his front and burying his head under the pillow.
“Don’t you wanna hear about the plethora of ‘your maternal birthgiver’ jokes I’ve learnt living in modern Equus? They’re actually quite scrumptious.”
“You just about done, kid? I ain’t got all night.”
“Almost.” Flutterwings looked up from her milkshake cup, sipping eagerly at it.
“Heh. I gotta say, last week... you really surprised me, kid,” Heath admitted, laying back with his forelegs behind his head.
“Really?” she grinned at him. “You really think so?”
“Hell yeah. What numbskull told you otherwise?”
Pharynx stepped out of the store, a large bag in grasp as he scratched the back of his head. He looked both ways, preparing to cross the road. He was moments away from doing exactly that when he heard a sound approaching;
Brrrrrrrrr…
It didn’t take long for him to recognize that it was a motorbike coming. So he waited, watching as said motorbike swiftly rode closer and closer…
Brrrrrrrrrr...
Zenex examined the weapon that Hive demon was guarding. It was called the BFG 9000. He chuckled, knowing how powerful the cannon was. He smiled and entered another chamber. He looked around, then noticed Eclipse curled up. He smiled and ran over.
“Eclipse!”
Before he could reach Eclipse, a giant dog ran up and swallowed Eclipse whole. Zenex growled and pulled out a weapon with multiple barrels. He yelled, holding the hoof-held gatling gun up. “Cerberus!!”
Hero walked over to Zenex, who was holding a snowball. “Um... what the heck are you doing?”
“Nyah!” he threw the snowball, which landed on the ground.
Along a stone wall was Hive and Flutterwings, the latter of which was wear a standard issue fishnet infantry helmet. “Hive, the first shot has been fired! What should we do?”
Hive smirked. “Die Kälte hat mich sowieso nie gestört.”
“Okay, Dragon, I think you can stop now...”
Dragon took another swig of his bottle. “Stop wha?”
Flutterwings pointed to him as he laid on top of Griff, who was still trying to get him off. “That! You’ve had enough of that bottle!”
”Buuuuut I think Griffy wants me t’stay...” Dragon snickered.
”Dragon...” Griff sighed heavily.
*Insert Griff and Firefang watching horror movies. Flutterwings enters the scene, climbing up next to the latter and watching the film with them.*
“What the? Hey, I thought we agreed no kids here.”
“Relax. She’s watched this stuff before. She’s got more guts than you think.”
“How is that even—?”
*Flutterwings yawns, before eventually falling asleep right next to the surprised changeling.*
“Bet you guys I can speak in only one language for an entire day.”
“You’re gonna go with Romaneian, aren’t you?”
“Mhm. Starting now.”
“…Knock knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“But wait!”
“But what who?”
“But wait! You said five words that weren’t in Romaneian!”
"Hey guys! What's going on?"
'Oh, hey Melody, we were just going to-"
"Eeek!" *runs*
"Uh...what was that about?"
"I'll go get her-"
"No! No, it's fine, I just, uh, remembered I have...an assignment for Generosity class...see you two later."
"Um, okay?"
“So, what’s been going on, sis?” Cricket asked Flutterwings as they trotted through the Hive side-by-side.
“A lot of things, really. One thing I’ve been dealing with, however, is that stupid stereotype.”
“What are you talking about? Which stereotype?”
“So where do you get all those colored papers?”
“Nowhere, really. I carry them with me at all times.”
“Have you thought about using any other colors other than red, green, blue, and yellow?”
“Eh, I didn’t see any point in it.”
“Ready?”
“Mhm!” *Wags tail*
“Okay! Fetch!” *tosses ball*
*Runs off to fetch it*
*The ball rolls over to Hive, Flutterwings, Mitchell, and Thistle*
“Hm?”
*Grabs ball in his mouth*
“Uh... what are you doing?”
“Phaying fe’sh wit Zenny!” *runs off*
Zenex was sitting in his room, drawing out a new dress design, when something bonked him on the head.
"Oof! Hey!" He picked it up, noticing it was a balled up piece of paper. Zenex hesitated, then opened it. His eyes widened at what was inside.
Sunflower yellow, brilliant sky blue. Your eyes are my beautiful gems. I 
you
“I could’ve sworn we had dozens of grape jelly jars left in here!”
“…Brother? We have a uh… situation in the back room.”
“Which back room? What situation?”
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