Moonbeam: A Timeline series companion

a goofy proposal scene for your faces

So I reread the first timeline book with my friend a while back, and remembered that Darkstalker proposed to Clearsight the night after they ended the war, when they were all celebrating. And it's a crime against humanity I didn't write this earlier, so enjoy :)

(I actually wrote this a few months ago and for some reason got super nervous about posting it, so hopefully this isn't terrible lol)

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Darkstalker takes us to the woods. We've been here a few times before, this is our favourite spot to stay when we go on our little trips in the summer—a little clearing in the woods, right by Lake Starseeker.

I light a fire, and Fathom catches a few fish in the lake to roast over it. Darkstalker opens a bottle of champagne, and pours it into little fancy goblets we stole from the palace. 

"A toast," Fathom says with a grin. "To the most powerful dragons in Pyrrhia." We all clink our glasses together.

"I could get used to this," Darkstalker says, shooting me a grin. "MOST POWERFUL DRAGONS IN PYRHHIA!" He screams at the sky. I burst into giggles.

"What are you doing?"

"Screaming at the sky! Come on, you two have to try it, this great."

Fathom clears his throat, looking very flustered. "What if someone's trying to sleep, or I scare some poor bird?"

"Who cares!" Darkstalker grins, shoving him playfully. "Come on, try it! Try it!"

"DARKSTALKER STOPPED THE WAR!" I cheer, looking up to the stars.

"See! Like that!"

Fathom rolls his eyes. "All right, fine, um... SEA CRAB!"

I burst into giggles. "I think it's supposed to be something meaningful," I point out.

"I know, I just couldn't think of anything..."

I glance over at Darkstalker. He's been all weird and nervous tonight, like he's planning something, but I can't figure out what. Normally I'd try and look ahead to figure it out, but I've been writing timeline scrolls all week for the queen, and for once, I don't want to think about the future. I want to bathe in this moment, where the stars glow bright, and my friends are right here beside me. And everything turned out fine.

Better than fine, actually.

Darkstalker clears his throat, pulling a little box out of his bag.

"What is it?" I look at him all weird.

He takes a deep breath, meeting my eyes with an adorable little smile. "Clearsight of the NightWings. You're—um—you're the most kind, brave, beautiful dragon in the whole kingdom."

"Oh—oh my gosh, are you—" Fathom's eyes are all wide.

"You've—you've known me pretty much all of our lives. We've grown and changed at each other's sides, and taken on the world together, and it would be an honour if you'd marry me, because I just want to stay at your side forever. I wanna... have your back, and keep you safe, and always be there for you when you're scared, or alone. And, uh, yeah."