Fire and Ice

Ch.2- "You can NOT toast marshmallows in a sacred place!"

CHAPTER 2

<Ren's POV>

I watched as Fiora struggled to get up, trying to melt the ice with her magic. "I can't believe I have to partner with a daemon. Especially one as bad as you," "Sugar, Do you really think I want to partner with your glittery butt either?" "You're extremely rude," "Tell me something I don't know," "UGH!" she threw up her hands. "What exactly are we partnered up for anyway?" "Too much glitter in your ears cupcake? We are partnered up to and I quote 'Live together and do missions as a team'" "Wait, live together?" "You really are deaf," I said creating snowflakes and flicking them at her face "Stop that! I heard you perfectly well" "Well then I'm off,"

I turned my back on her and started walking away. I drew an magic ice circle on the floor and stepped onto it. "What are you doing?" "Well you didn't think I was cute and cuddly all the time did you?" "You mean you're..." "Turning into my daemon form," I started chanting magic words. The circle around me started to glow. There was a flash of light and then it disappeared.

"So? Do I look handsome?" She reached out her hand and poked my horns. The only difference that changing into my daemon form did was change my eye colour to red, large light brown horns on my head and my teeth grew a little sharper. "Hey don't poke them you weirdo! You have wings and weird flame hair and I don't poke them" I said grumbling. "I've never touched a daemon's horns before..." She said, staring at me. "No I didn't know you were the type to go up to random people and touch their horns" I muttered. "Anyways, so I'll be off" "Don't you need to move into my house?" "Later- I have things to do" I strolled off and into the forest.

I pulled out a sketchbook and started sketching the lake. "Aha!" a voice said behind me. I jumped slightly and stood up. "I wasn't doing anything bad you idiot" "I know. I just wanted to see what you were doing," "Stalker" "I am not!" She whined and messed up my hair "Oi! Don't do that cupcake" I froze her feet together and she tripped, landing on her face. She melted it and stood up again and started dragging me back to the village.

"I for one don't want to get in trouble for not moving you in,"

"Goody two shoes..." I said tugging my hand away. "No good hooligan" she said back.

"Nice place, if you like sickeningly sweet pink walls and animals everywhere," "Oh get used to it. It's not always pink. The walls change with my mood," "Lovely. If I wake up with one animal on my face I will strangle it." Better get used to this I guess.

<Fiora's POV>

Fiora sank deep down into her bath, rubbing at her sore, frozen bottom. Her rainbow wings were propped up out of the tub to stay dry, and they were tinted reddish, exaggerating her anger and annoyance. 'How dare he call me a spoiled little faerie! Goody two shoes!' She thought. 'He doesn't even know me!' Plus, everyone knows that daemons can't be trusted, so what is the purpose of the program? Do missions with a daemon? Like that will ever work.

"You know, you don't have to do it. Some of us didn't even get partnered up. Just talk to Princess Jewele, she'll make an exception for you," Ami said. Fiora gave a start. She didn't even hear her come in.

"Hey Ami," Fiora said miserably. "I tried, after the rituals. They drew names out of a flower."

"It's okay. I'm sure everything will be fine!" Ami said perkily.

"Easy for you to say. You didn't even get partnered up!" Fiora grumbled back.

"Don't worry, it can't be too bad. After all, what can go wrong?"

***

"OW!" Fiora cried after landing on her bottom for what felt like the seventh time that day. "Look, I don't even want to be here more than you do, but we have a role to play. Now if you would just help me, this would be a whole lot easier!" She gestured at the volcano in front of her. Thank God she was a fire faerie, and heat didn't physically hurt her as much, then she would have a frozen AND burnt bottom in less than 24 hours!

"Yea! Show him some SASS!" Ami cheered Fiora on.

"Not helping," Fiora muttered back.

"What's wrong?" Ren smiled mockingly. "Can't handle the heat? And I thought you were a fire faerie. Turns out you're not as tough as I thought you would be. How strangely disappointing. I expected more from a tiara wearing faerie with sparkly flaming hair. Not."

'Ren. Is. So. INFURIATING!' Fiora thought as she got up to try again. 'Blazin Daemons.'

"Look, if we don't finish-" She was cut off.

"Don't care. Do it yourself." Ren interrupted, fishing another marshmallow from the plastic packet before skewering it and holding it over the edge of the volcano.

"This is a sacred place!" Fiora finally snapped. Hey, she was a fire faerie! She was supposed to be hot headed! 'I even have blazin fire hair to match!' She thought."You can NOT toast marshmallows in a sacred place!" "Why not?" came the teasing reply. "B-because.." Fiora stopped. "Don't have an answer? Then I'll continue to do so."

***

<Ren's POV>

I was bored already with this annoying faerie. She was too uptight and boring. So much for fun. I was fishing out my seventh packet of jumbo-sized marshmallows. 'Honestly! How long does it take a fire user to heat up a volcano? And I thought she was vaguely intelligent,' I pulled out a marshmallow and inspected it. "Hey, could you heat this thing up a bit more? My marshmallows aren't cooking properly." 'Well at least I can still annoy her' , I thought.

"You try heating up a volcano without it exploding in your face," came the reply. "Fine then. Do you want help Cupcake?" Silence. "Exactly. This whole program thing is pointless. " 'I also have a stubborn partner who won't take a joke' I thought angrily.

'I don't want to help anyways, but still'

"You can start by not dripping marshmallow goo into the volcano of sacred spirits," I looked down. "Oh crap!" I shot some ice at the flaming marshmallow. It was on fire! "No! My marshmallow's burnt." I said groaning. "Hurry up will you!" I grumbled glaring at the Fiora, but she wasn't even looking at me. She was focused on something inside of the volcano. I craned my neck to see what she was looking at. A thin layer of ice started to form over the top of the volcano. 'Huh?' I thought. "Cupcake, what's going on?"

Suddenly I felt a burning sensation surrounding my hand. I dropped my marshmallow skewer. "AGH!! My FINGERS are MELTING! What in the name of frosted cupcakes?!" I yelled as all hell broke loose.

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