Completely Unnecessary

A smirked formed on her lips as he spoke, thinking that it was all a trick was the most amusing thing she had heard so far. “Oh so you do know my name!” Hear him say her name for the first time would have been more of a big deal to her under different circumstances, but this time around she only found it more appealing and it pushed into stepping even closer, that way getting rid of the little space left between them even after he took a step back. “So what are you waiting for?”

Axel grew confused by the second. He wasn’t one to complain when girls approached him in such a manner but when it came from her it all gave him a different vibe. As in it was clear that something wasn’t right. “Yeah, Ro-- look, that doesn’t matter.” He said, gently taking a hold of her arm. “Can we go somewhere else?”

“Don’t we all like to think that about ourselves? People that are predictable are much easier to judge, so I personally prefer it.” She nodded. “She reads a lot? Hmm. Me? Oh, probably alcohol, I’m an easy buy. But if she reads so much, I doubt you could go wrong with a gift card to that book store.”

“Maybe, but I like to think I fit the description.” He said, grinning. “She’s a bookworm, yeah.” Axel said, laughing at her comment about the alcohol, if only she was into that instead. “You know, that’s the best thing I’ve heard so far, gets rid of the effort.”

“For you perhaps not, but it means she might end up with a better present if I know her, it could be better to get another perspective other than ‘I don’t know, she reads’. Because that really isn’t as helpful as you think that it might be honey. I don’t suppose you know what she likes to read do you?”

Axel glance quickly at the girl sitting besides him as he thought about telling her the name or not. "She's a also a faerie." He finally said, choosing not to share the name. "and she reads science stuff, very nerdy."

“Maybe you just have a weak stomach, and it was a you thing. But fair enough.” She chuckled, keeping her eyes fixated on the road. “I don’t think you have an option when it comes to leaving, unless you mean the car in which case, that’s tragic. What if I twist the tale and make you out to be the opposite?”

"I like to think otherwise." Axel said, smiling as he sped up a little. "Even if there was a chance of leaving I would still stay here. There's no point in going back, you can twist it all you want but I am half demon so it's a given that I'll haunt you."

“When have I ever lied?” She spoke softly, but loud of enough to be heard through the music. “Don’t tell me you don’t like me now, besides I don’t see that blonde girl around, so why waste time?” A smirk appeared on her features as she stepped closer, placing her arms around his shoulders. 

“This has got to be a trick” He raised his eyebrows finding her actions strange, was she on something? “Does that even matter? Who are you and what have you done to Danielle.” He said, taking a step back to get a better look at her.

“Maybe trying to scam you and this is just my master plan into trying to make you fall in love with me.” She said before looking down at the thought of him actually having someone in mind. “Shall we try it? Or is there someone else?”

“I think you’ll fail because you can’t play me, the player.” He shook his head and smiled. “Oh, no? Let’s not try it and why should there be someone else when there’s no one to begin with?”

“And here I am, so go on, give me your hand. Finish what you started.”

Axel laughed, waiting for one of her snarky replies to follow but when it didn't his expression fell. "Wow, wait, you are not being serious?"

“I know I’m right, people are predictable. But alright suit yourself, I gave you fair warning and that’s about all I can do. What are you thinking of getting her then?”

"If you say but I'd like to think myself as unpredictable so if she isn’t then I'll be ok." He reassured. "I don't know, not books she already has a lot and that's all she does, read. What would you get yourself?"

“Well, you could have said that before, of course I can help. Can I ask who it is? Or what kind of things does she like and enjoy?”

"If I tell you it won't be so fun anymore, will it?" He smirked. "I don't know what she likes, all she ever does is read and that's boring."

“He just came up to me out of nowhere, and I’m in love. I’m never letting this guy go, we’ll have a June wedding.”

"June? Just to get married to that? I would go for it now."

“For a very low cost I’m willing to serenade your boyfriend, girlfriend, grandma, dog, or all of the above. And believe me when I say that once I’m done I’ll leave them enchanted, and loving you forever.”

"That sounds too good to be true, are you sure you're not trying to just scam someone?"

“I’m going on a limb to say you’ve come to Buttercrust Pastries to have one of my amazing pastries, to see my beautiful face, or a mixture of both.” She smirked eyeing the other as she leaned on the counter top. 

"I'm not usually interested in pastries, so there's your answer."

“You need my help?” Leila asked with a raised eye brow as she looked over at him. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?

"A present. I need help getting a late present for someone, a girl to be exact. And I've never had to do something like this so I don't know what's appropriate."

“I had a bad start to the year, I haven’t slept in two days and I feel like either slapping or punching someone, so I suggest you don’t bother me.”

“Well Robinson, this is one side of you I was quietly hoping I would see one day.”

“Well, you do know that giving her something will probably just encourage her to hang around more, right?”

"No she wo... actually yeah, you might be right, but that's ok. I can handle it; she keeps things sane, annoying, but sane."

“That you know of. That would’ve just been cruel and a waste of food, go for the Trump Tower instead. Fine, fine. I at the very least have the option of turning into a tiny faerie and flying out if something goes wrong.”

"Not if it gave you food poisoning a month earlier." He smiled, now finding the memory funny. "Sure, but i never plan on leaving this place so maybe not. And lucky you, you get to tell the tale of how I died a heroic death."

“How can you forget? How long have you been living in this prison island?”

"Long enough to forget a place I've always wanted to forget."