Try Me, Bitch. (Scaramona)

Dumbass

*Mona's perspective*

Scaramouche walked away with garret and turned to corner left around Floras flower shop. Just as soon as he was out of earshot, Mona heard cluttering coming from the kitchen.

Just then, Sara practically slammed into the seat Scaramouche was previously sitting in and leaned forward putting her palms on the table. "Girl, are you going out with a FATUI HARBINGER?" Sara squealed. "Wh- What! No! You've got the wrong idea! That's not what's going on at all" Mona protested nervously scrambling the words together. "Then why did you just agree to have lunch again tomorrow with him?" Sara smirked. "Wait, you heard that?!" Mona questioned. "Girl... the kitchen is like 2 yards from the tables. I hear EVERYTHING." Sara joked. "But back to my question!" She quickly continued. "It's not like that! It's completely platonic." Mona said leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms. "Platonic, suurrreeeee" Sara said now crossing her arms. 

"Welp would you look at the time! Gotta get home, lots of dust ruffles are such to clean up, if you know what I mean" Mona stood up and bolted down the stairs. "I'M ALWAYS WATCHING!" Sara yelled as she ran away.  

Mona turned the corner and finally came to a stop. She hunched over resting her hands on her knees to catch her breath. "Phew... I dodged a bullet there. Barbatos knows where that conversation could have went if I hadn't bolted. Who knew Sara could be so scary when she's trying to get information out of someone." Mona said to herself continuing to her house.

She opened the door to a large room with only a few things inside, a bed by the window, a small dresser next to it, a door leading to the small bathroom, a low table with a rug underneath it in the middle of the room, and a shit ton of dust ruffles. Mona walked over to her bed and sat down on it.

What if what Sara said was true? Could she really be... in love? No! That's way to cliché! And besides, they've only known each other for a week! And to top it off, he's a fatui harbinger! One of the most feared warriors in all of teyvat, love is out of the question! Besides, the stars have never foreseen love for Mona, and the stars never lie

Just then, Mona remembered what Scaramouche had said. 

"The stars, the sky, it's all a gigantic hoax, a lie."

No! It couldn't be true! Astrology is how we see the world! Constellations represent everyone of us! It couldn't all be fake! Mona sat there staring at her bed for what seemed like hours. She snapped back to reality shaking here head rapidly. What time was it? She looked at the small clock on her dresser.

2:26 p.m

Crap! It's getting late! Well, not late in that way. But soon the townspeople will be done running their errands, and there will be no one in towns square, which means no customers for Mona. She waved her hand materializing a bag of mora into her hands. How much did she have? 86,564 mora? And this was months of saving! Of course with meals and rent expenses, her bank account drops everyday. She waved away the bag and it disappeared back into thin air. 

Mona leapt off her bed and raced out the door. "I cannot fall behind on my earning! I still need 7,000 to get my days average, and I've wasted so much time today!" She said to herself continuing to bolt down the streets. Mona rounded the corner slammed and into something knocking her backwards. Her hat flew off her head and rolled backwards about 3 yards behind her.

"Owww..." Mona moaned wiping her face with her hands. She was knocked completely flat on her back. She sat up wiping her eyes and slowly opened them. She saw the thing she bumped into doing the same. "Scara-?" Mona was cut off. "We gotta go!" Scaramouche jumped up grabbing Monas hand and pulling her into a sprint behind him. 

They rounded the corner which Mona came and bolted down the street. "What are you doing?!" Mona asked. "Running!" Scaramouche replied. "Well no shit sherlock!" Mona snarled. Scaramouche took a sharp turn running between the houses. "Don't get me wrong, I appreciate Garret, but I needed a break from that patrol. And I couldn't just leave you sitting there or else you would have told Garret when I went." Scaramouche said. "Why couldn't you have just ran away before I had seen you?!" Mona scowled. "I could have, but then you would have seen my hat which fell off half way down the stairs, and figured out it was me, then tell Garret where I went." He replied still dragging Mona  between houses not slowing down pace. "And how can you be so sure I would have made that connection?!" Mona protested. "Mona, your not dumb. The first time we met you figured out I was a harbinger at just a glance." He replied not even looking back at Mona. "Point taken." Mona admitted with a slight blush on her face.

They kept swerving between houses and Mona's legs were exhausted. "How have you not gotten tired?! We haven't changed pace for minutes!" Mona huffed. "I'm a highly trained swordsman and a fatui harbinger hand picked by the cryo archon herself. I've ran faster. Plus Garret is a high trained fatui personal guard and assistant, so we don't have long before he catches up, assuming he's found our trail." Scaramouche said. 

He looked back at Mona and saw her heavy breathing. Her legs were also shaking as they ran. He immediately slipped behind a house and stopped running. Mona collapsed sliding her back down the wall of the house coming to a sit. Scaramouche joined her.

"I'm really sorry about all this. Patrol was killing me so might have turned up a distraction and bolted, it was the only thing I could think to do." Scaramouche nervously admitted. "Dumbass.." Mona muttered. "What did you say?" Scaramouche chuckled. "I said Dumbass." Mona smiled.

Just then, Scaramouche burst out into laughter, Mona joining him. They sat there for a good minute laughing their asses off. "I  don't think I've laughed like this since I was a kid... Thank you Mona." He said smiling thankfully at her. A small blush appeared across Monas face, though she quickly turned her head away to hide it. Scaramouche leaned his head back looking up at the sky. Since it was almost winter, daylight savings had started and he knew the sun would be setting soon. "Her majesty requires a full report from the harbingers stationed in head cities every day once the sun sets. And I have alot of work to do before hand aswell as eating dinner and preparing a work plan for the following day." Scaramouche sighed. "Wow... do you ever get any free time?" Mona asked. "Nope... this is the first time in quite awhile I've done something out of the itinerary. He smiled at Mona.

He looked down and realized he was still gripping Monas hand. He was about to remove it when he thought for a second.

"This is actually kind of nice..."

And came to the decision to keep it there as long as he could before Mona noticed. This was... comforting somehow...

Just then, a figure dropped from the sky landing infront of them. The pair sat straight up out of shock. "I believe these are yours?" Garret smirked. Mona unconsciously removed her hand from Scaramouche's to grab her hat from Garret when her hand felt cold. Right then she realized she had been holding hands with him the entire time. She snatched her hat and threw it on her face to cover the massive blush sneaking up. Scaramouche chuckled at the sight leaving a smile on his face. He took his hat from Garret and placed it on his head. "Sir, we should head back to the hotel. We need to gather the daily report for her majesty." Garret spoke. "Of course Garret, lead the way." He said sliding his back up the wall and stood up. Mona lifted the hat from her face and adjusted it to her head. Scaramouche followed Garret and as he was about to turn the corner he looked back at her. Mona gave a sweet soft smile and a gentle wave to him, and he returned it, before continuing around the corner. Scaramouche caught up to Garret and slowed his pace to match Garrets. And without even looking at him, Garret said to Scaramouche. "I saw that entire conversation." He smirked. "Wait, WHAT?!" Scaramouche replied. "I caught up to you just at you sat down, and watched from around the corner. Then I figured might as well make a cool entrance so I climbed the house and waited for an opening to jump down." Garret said. "You are so extra, you know that?" Scaramouche chuckled. "And why didn't you stop the conversation as soon as it started?" He continued. "Well, I gotta let you shoot your shot one day or another!" Garret laughed breaking into a run. "Shooting my shot? You've got it all wrong! Garret, wait!!!" Scaramouche nervously scrambled chasing after Garret as Garret chuckled to himself.