Summer fic challenge, part 2.
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volieredeatoriActually it's part five according to the list, but oh well. I need no sequential order.
"...What...are you wearing?"
Emil swallowed nervously, keeping his eyes fixed on a patch of particularly interesting ground. "...Cat ears," he answered, kicking at a clump of grass. "It wasn't my idea - Tenebrae started it, and Marta decided we all needed - I mean, she kept chasing us around with these ears - and I can't take them off because then she'd get mad at me - she's really scary when she's mad, you know? But it really wasn't my idea--"
"...You're rambling. That's enough." Richter sighed and firmly shut Emil's mouth with a hand under his chin, getting the idea well enough. Honestly, he couldn't even bring himself to be surprised at Marta's involvement - although... "Dare I even ask what Tenebrae had to do with this?"
"Um, well - Marta and Tenebrae got to talking about his hearing," Emil mumbled, kicking at the grass again and still stubbornly refusing to look up. "And Tenebrae said his ears aren't just good for hearing, they also look cute - I don't even know where he gets ideas like that - but I guess that got Marta thinking and...well, this." He weakly gestured towards the plush headband, which was skewed at a rakish angle. "...It's not even all that cute. And I look so stupid. This is humiliating."
Richter hummed absently, folding his arms and just looking for a long moment. "I wouldn't call it stupid," he said finally. "More like...whimsical." He reached out again, straightening the ears atop Emil's head and letting himself smirk. "You're also wrong, by the way. You may not be able to see it, but those ears do rather suit you. It's...frankly adorable."
Emil finally looked up, his mouth hanging slightly open in shock. "R-Richter...?"
"So, are you ready to go yet?" Richter raised an eyebrow, perfectly calm, as if the previous sentence hadn't come out of his mouth, had only been some very strange trick of the imagination. "We don't have all day, and if you're not ready, I'm leaving without you."
"N-no! I'm ready!" Emil flushed brightly in embarrassment, hurrying to fall into step with Richter as he started off towards the path out of town. "...Richter...did you really mean that? You really think the ears are...cute?"
"So what if I do?" Richter stole a glance back, raising the other eyebrow.
Emil found he didn't have an answer for that.
"...What...are you wearing?"
Emil swallowed nervously, keeping his eyes fixed on a patch of particularly interesting ground. "...Cat ears," he answered, kicking at a clump of grass. "It wasn't my idea - Tenebrae started it, and Marta decided we all needed - I mean, she kept chasing us around with these ears - and I can't take them off because then she'd get mad at me - she's really scary when she's mad, you know? But it really wasn't my idea--"
"...You're rambling. That's enough." Richter sighed and firmly shut Emil's mouth with a hand under his chin, getting the idea well enough. Honestly, he couldn't even bring himself to be surprised at Marta's involvement - although... "Dare I even ask what Tenebrae had to do with this?"
"Um, well - Marta and Tenebrae got to talking about his hearing," Emil mumbled, kicking at the grass again and still stubbornly refusing to look up. "And Tenebrae said his ears aren't just good for hearing, they also look cute - I don't even know where he gets ideas like that - but I guess that got Marta thinking and...well, this." He weakly gestured towards the plush headband, which was skewed at a rakish angle. "...It's not even all that cute. And I look so stupid. This is humiliating."
Richter hummed absently, folding his arms and just looking for a long moment. "I wouldn't call it stupid," he said finally. "More like...whimsical." He reached out again, straightening the ears atop Emil's head and letting himself smirk. "You're also wrong, by the way. You may not be able to see it, but those ears do rather suit you. It's...frankly adorable."
Emil finally looked up, his mouth hanging slightly open in shock. "R-Richter...?"
"So, are you ready to go yet?" Richter raised an eyebrow, perfectly calm, as if the previous sentence hadn't come out of his mouth, had only been some very strange trick of the imagination. "We don't have all day, and if you're not ready, I'm leaving without you."
"N-no! I'm ready!" Emil flushed brightly in embarrassment, hurrying to fall into step with Richter as he started off towards the path out of town. "...Richter...did you really mean that? You really think the ears are...cute?"
"So what if I do?" Richter stole a glance back, raising the other eyebrow.
Emil found he didn't have an answer for that.
