ORIGIN

Fisher wondered just what Diamondfang was going on about with the King of Blood... Just what did she have to do with him? He considered asking about it, y'know, telling her how that beast had practically murdered him and his best buds, but it would kind of ruin the mood now then wouldn't it?

Not that there was much of a mood, with the noise and the squawking of panicked birds and the smell of blood and burnt flesh and fur, but still. He could nearly forget all that with her around, his beady eyes focused on her frame and his nose buried in her fur.

After all, she certainly got all cuddly when he said his dumb line before his brain caught up to his mouth to stop him. He was being an absolute fool caught in her dainty little paws and she knew it, which was why her soft lick and gentle smile really tossed him for a loop. He couldn't tell if he was getting played by the Queen of Thieves or being the player, but one thing was for sure, he certainly didn't know the rules that mind games involved, much less how to win 'em.

"I'm not playing games," came his bashful reply, dropping his nose down under her muzzle and brushing under her beautiful smirk. His eyes fluttered shut, his heart racing so loudly he could feel the pulse in his ears. "Just sayin' whatever comes to mind, I suppose. Unless that's a type of mind game I don't know about." But truly, he was an honest noodle.

... At least, to those he cared about, and when it mattered. Lying was something he wasn't good at yet, something he was still working on mastering, for his own sake. He held some secrets, some deep buried lies, but the thoughts of his past mistakes her long gone in the bliss of the moment.

A grin crept on to his face as he whipped out another line he might regret-- this time less flirty and more teasing, though perhaps it was one in the same, "You're the clever one, I'm just the big dumb zappy noodle guy who's better at climbing than you."

@Diamondfang

There was a hiccup of awkwardness between the pair, a breathe where a pause took hold-- where the pair of them were all too aware of the budding emotions stemming between them.

Good thing Fisher knew how to break some tension with a good ol' witty remark to bring up old rivalries. The childlike abandon that he once lived through vicariously he tapped into in that moment, and she shot back her own sharp-tongued pink-tooth-tipped retort, smirk flashing through her muzzle. It was hard to ignore the way she had grown into her regal position, though she had gained some less royal scars, and he wondered if he could have changed that, if he had simply...

Ah, but the past was the past. She was still a noodle through and through, Queen or not, and together they would always share that quiet bond. A memory flitted through his mind, of past noodles, furry and not, who had vanished into the bleak, void of his dreams, never to be seen again. He hoped that he would always find his way back to her, where other mustelids had fallen into the shadows.

Realizing that he had zoned off with the stupidest, dumbest grin across his own maw, the noodle snorted and laughed suddenly, a big bubbling laughter that made his sides ache. "A'course, Fang, a'course," he choked out through his laughter, pushing his nose into her scruffy, loose neck fur.

"Them's the roles we were born to play, yeah? You, the brilliant, ravishing queen, and me the dapper, dashing rapscallion!" He snickered more, making hissing, zapping noises with his teeth, wriggling against her soft, almost dusty fur.

@Diamondfang

As much as Fisher wanted to kidnap the queen for the rest of the day, she was a slippery noodle and he was too tired, too weak, to protest as she started to pull away again. He could hear the others coming over though, and as much as he'd like to introduce them to one another, he could understand wanting to slip away before getting entangled into a gushy family snuggle time.

"See you around, Fang," he mumbled, flashing her a tiny toothy grin. He raised a paw to put over his nose a moment later, his eyes fluttering shut as though he was asleep the whole time. He'd keep their whole situation a bit of a secret if that was what she wanted, for whatever reason. Maybe the situation in Monoceros was a bit sketchy. No big deal.

;; fish exit