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“Are you a popical now Amos?” She questioned, scooting herself in a little closer when there was no resistance to her fingers linked in his. He might not have been an overly affectionate one, but she was, especially considering she felt as if it had been far too long since they had seen each other. “Grumpy-bum flavoured popsicle doesn’t sound so tasty~.”

        “That’d be you, actually.” He moved forward a little as well, closing           the distance between them and glancing down at her. Amos had           no objections to displays of affection at times, at least not when it           came to her. However, she tended to get distracted, and the air           around them cooled down along the way. “Honestly, you’re gonna           start givin’ people a cold. And I ain’t grumpy, I’m serious.”

The Ice Mage gazed up at him for a moment before biting down at the icy treat with a chomp. “I’m a cannibal then~” She teased, poking out her tongue that was lightly coloured thanks to the syrup in the treat. Fingers slipped down from the collar she held tight and instead slipped her fingers between his in a tight hold. He was going no where without her.

         The force mage in return gave a light hum, an eyebrow raised          at her stuck-out tongue. “Am I gonna have to watch out for you          trying to eat me up, then?” His eye cast downward and lingered           on their linked fingers briefly; an odd sense of warmth came over          him, relaxing in a way that he far from accustomed to. However,          he made no attempt to turn once more and instead gave her a          small smirk in affirmation that he would, for once, not run off just          yet.

       The fingers upon his collar almost have him giving a light sigh, but         a smirk somehow transpired instead. He turned once more, an        eyebrow raised at the other. “Ain’t that cannibalism somehow?” he        mused, glancing towards the popsicle briefly. A jest made by someone        as serious as him was not always quite that easy to see through.

“Hmm, okay, I forgive you, for the moment.” Arms reached up trying to take a Popsicle from the bag, or his fingers. 

       “Mh--” Acts just a tad faster, placing a hand on her shoulder and quickly         pressing his lips against her forehead before reaching for her hand         and gently wrapping her fingers around the bag, then brushing past         her. “Don’t eat them too quickly, you’ll get brain freeze.”

"The whole apartment, guild, and street would be frozen if I was brooding." Avis’ claimed, leaning herself into his arm a little. "I’m just upset. It’s not nice to have people forget your birthday."

      "I think you have more self-control than that." Then again, he'd never really seen her in action, and assuming the such tended to be a fatal mistake to make. Her gave her hand a light squeeze. "..I suppose. But belated well-wishes are better than not getting shit, right?" His head turned, and he leaned over to place a soft kiss atop her head. "Happy Birthday, you little pest."

Don’t you wanna turn the beauty into the beast?

"W-Where would you take me?"

"You guess?” She asked, who’d of thought such a tiny girl could look so imposing and tall? Or that she could make the room feel so cold. Was that frost on the windows?

A hand to her arm, carefully at that, and his forehead against hers. "I'm sorry, okay? We could go out, if you want. As a belated present."

"My birthday." The reply was extremely deadpan for the normally bright girl. "Actually, everyone forgot about my birthday.”

      ----crap.                          He really was no good at all, was he? "...shit." And cue the hand to the back of his head. "Sorry, I guess. I was kinda.. busy."

"No, why would something be up? Everything is just hunky dory as normal. It’s not like a certain someone had a certain special date that a certain someone forgot about.”

"I don't remember having forgotten anything. What'd I miss?"