For the prompt: Ravio and Legend, Bad flirting
OR
Ravio and Wild, friendship
Wild wandered around Legend’s house on his toes, careful not to make a sound. He just wanted to look around, is all, but he knew Legend wouldn’t let him. Legend was very protective of his house and his belonging. Overbearing, if you asked Wild.
“May I interest you in my curios?”
“Ah!” Wild gasped, whipping around. His hand flew to where his sword you usually be, but it was outside with the rest of his gear.
Ravio was peeking his head out of a doorway, smiling widely and seemingly unaware that he frightened Wild.
“Oh, Ravio. Hi,” Wild said.
Ravio jumped out of the doorway in a flash of purple fabric. “Greetings, friend of Mr. Hero! How can I assist you in your journey? What is your heart’s greatest desire?”
“Um,” Wild said. “I like… clothes? Those are helpful, I guess.”
Ravio gasped and clapped his hands together. “I have the most excellent wardrobe of selections! It is right this way, and-“
“Ravio!!” Legend’s voice called from the doorway to the garden. Ravio froze. Legend stomped in with his arms crossed in frustration.
“How many times have I told you now to sell my clothes?” Legend asked with a scowl.
“Fourteen, I believe,” Ravio replied. Wild stifled a laugh behind his fist.
“That wasn’t- whatever. Wild, get out of our house. Rav, go make yourself useful, or something,” Legend said.
Ravio’s eyes widened. “Our house?”
The tips of Legend’s ears went pink. “My house.”
Legend grabbed Wild’s arm and dragged him away. “It’s my house,” he muttered under his breath.
