ooc: @Takoom yeah I don’t know what else to do so
happy times are done
>_>
ooc: you make is sound so ominous <:3
like happy times are done
forever
and ever
no more happy
ever
there will be happy
for them
ooc: @Takoom yeah I don’t know what else to do so
happy times are done
>_>
ooc: you make is sound so ominous <:3
like happy times are done
forever
and ever
no more happy
ever
there will be happy
for them
ooc: @Takoom yeah I don’t know what else to do so
happy times are done
>_>
And that made Misaki sigh, as well. Even Bengal can act childish, huh. With nothing to do until the knight finished eating, she looked up at the sky again.
With his point made, Bengal finished eating promptly. With the prince still busy moping, he was able to take out three little cakes, identical save for the fruit used to flavor and decorate it. One had strawberries, another blueberries, and the third peaches. Putting the first one aside for Ren, Bengal would let Misaki pick whichever one she wanted first.
Misaki stopped looking up when she heard the rustling as Bengal brought the cakes out. Seeing him put the strawberry one aside made her remember: Ah, yes, Ren did like that fruit the best.
Understanding his intention, she reached out to take the peach one.
Ren, hearing nothing but silence, sat up only to be greeted with the sight of cakes. Excited now, his expression was the same one had once had as a child, an innocent joy.
Misaki smiled, honestly happy to see Ren’s expression like that again. She picked up one of the forks to begin eating the cake she picked out, and continued to smile.
And that made Misaki sigh, as well. Even Bengal can act childish, huh. With nothing to do until the knight finished eating, she looked up at the sky again.
With his point made, Bengal finished eating promptly. With the prince still busy moping, he was able to take out three little cakes, identical save for the fruit used to flavor and decorate it. One had strawberries, another blueberries, and the third peaches. Putting the first one aside for Ren, Bengal would let Misaki pick whichever one she wanted first.
Misaki stopped looking up when she heard the rustling as Bengal brought the cakes out. Seeing him put the strawberry one aside made her remember: Ah, yes, Ren did like that fruit the best.
Understanding his intention, she reached out to take the peach one.
…The prince’s stare was mildly unsettling, and Misaki felt that she had teased the boy enough anyway. She finished her sandwich silently.
Noticing the change in Misaki’s mood, Bengal sighed and looked over at the prince, deciding to take revenge in his own way. He was halfway done with his sandwich, and all the while staring back at Ren, began to eat it absurdly slow. There was a staring contest for a moment, until the prince finally gave in and laid back again. “Meanie.”
And that made Misaki sigh, as well. Even Bengal can act childish, huh. With nothing to do until the knight finished eating, she looked up at the sky again.
The exchange made Misaki laugh.
“Ren, you should learn to have some patience. It’s more fun to eat those kinds of things with everyone, right? So just wait a little.”
She looked over at Bengal with a smile.
The prince made an unhappy noise but then sat up, meaning to watch the two intently until they had finished as well. Bengal returned the Oracle’s smile, and gave one to the prince as well, who continued to wait and stare.
…The prince’s stare was mildly unsettling, and Misaki felt that she had teased the boy enough anyway. She finished her sandwich silently.
Seeing that Ren stopped complaining, Misaki began to eat her sandwich. She, too, felt happy with this situation. Here they were, peaceful, on a sunny day, having a nice picnic. Misaki, the person she loved, and the boy she had been most concerned for.
Briefly, she wondered again, why she had been concerned.
…The thoughts and reasoning of old Misaki weren’t important. She pushed them aside, and continued to eat.
In a hurry to get to the dessert, Ren had eaten his sandwich rather quickly and then looked up at Bengal expectantly. He knew from experience that he hadn’t the dexterity to remove a slice of cake from a basket without mussing it, so he had to wait on the knight, who only looked back at him and shrugged. “Bengal, you’re so unfair!” With that, Ren flopped back onto the blanket, his hair spreading out behind him as he went back to staring at the sky.
The exchange made Misaki laugh.
“Ren, you should learn to have some patience. It’s more fun to eat those kinds of things with everyone, right? So just wait a little.”
She looked over at Bengal with a smile.
Misaki sat down gently, as she was still awkward with the barely fitting shirt. She smiled at Ren’s childish desire to have desert first, and took the offered sandwich.
“The cakes aren’t going to go anywhere, Ren. They’ll be there after you eat some proper food.”
“Okaaay…..” The boy continued to pout, but didn’t complain any longer. Bengal was the last to begin eating, having had sure the needs of everyone else had been taken care of. He smiled, happy that he could be here at this moment, enjoying a picnic of all things with the two most important people in his life.
Seeing that Ren stopped complaining, Misaki began to eat her sandwich. She, too, felt happy with this situation. Here they were, peaceful, on a sunny day, having a nice picnic. Misaki, the person she loved, and the boy she had been most concerned for.
Briefly, she wondered again, why she had been concerned.
…The thoughts and reasoning of old Misaki weren’t important. She pushed them aside, and continued to eat.
Misaki looked back down when Bengal called, and returned to his side. Naturally, she wouldn’t sit down until the prince did, as well.
The prince came and flopped down, his bell shaped skirt retaining its shape even as he was seated. Bengal followed suit, and after Misaki sat don as well, Bengal opened the basket and began to pass out food. Ren, naturally, wanted to eat the cakes first, but despite his protests was handed a sandwich. One was offered to Misaki as well.
Misaki sat down gently, as she was still awkward with the barely fitting shirt. She smiled at Ren’s childish desire to have desert first, and took the offered sandwich.
“The cakes aren’t going to go anywhere, Ren. They’ll be there after you eat some proper food.”
Misaki looked thoughtful. Her land was not the most advanced technologically, and science was not a required topic for the upbringing of an Oracle. So, honestly, she didn’t know why the sky was blue, only that it is.
“I don’t know, Ren. But at least it’s a pleasing color.”
He said nothing, only continued to gaze up at the sky until Bengal called them back over to sit. The blanket had been laid down, a large sheet with plenty of room for three adults, and Bengal was, as usual, waiting for his prince to be the first to sit.
Misaki looked back down when Bengal called, and returned to his side. Naturally, she wouldn’t sit down until the prince did, as well.