Ship; Pandora x Andromeda (pandromeda/andora)

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It's safe to say that Andromeda really loves her whimsical girlfriend. There isn't a moment that passes where she's not thinking of her, constantly plagued with the brilliant image of her smile, her gorgeous silver hair, the brightness in her eyes.

She only finds herself falling harder when Pandora comes racing over to her, giggling to herself and smiling like the sun, something cradled in hands so soft they had to be made of silk.

"Look, Andy, I've got us a pet." She declares, holding the treasure out between them.

"Is that a... a rock?" Andy asked, completely amused by her antics.

"Not just any rock, Andy!" Pandora says, bouncing on the spot, "A pet rock!"

"How can a rock be a pet, my love?"

"Well, I gave her eyes, and hair, see, made it from gillyweed. Do you think we should make her a dress?" She asked, tucking the green hair back from the rocks lopsided, drawn on eyes.

"Well, for her modesty." Andromeda nods, "I think she'll look lovely in pink."

"You're right." Pandora nodded, "I was thinking of naming her Esmeralda, what do you think?"

"I think Esmeralda is perfect." Andy smiled, no longer looking at their new pet rock, and instead gazing upon the most beautiful woman she'd ever seen, "Perfect."

Pandora looked up with a bright smile, which only turned coy under Andromeda's gaze, lovely full cheeks turning pink immediately, "Shut up, you."