"Daryl!" You squealed as he tickled your sides. It was just you and him alone in the tent together. You were squealing and laughing. He loved every minute of it, he could see your beautiful smile and hear your laugh. He loved you. "Please. I'm gonna...
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"Ya' ever seen a muscee-dine?" Daryl asked you next to him. You were quiet young at the time, short hair covered your shoulders. You and your best friend had decided to take a walk in the woods, the air outside was crisp and felt nice. You shook your head softly. You had never even heard of a 'muscee-dine' other than the jelly your mother always bought.
"What is it?" You asked the teen boy beside you. "It's a type of fruit, looks like a grape but it ain't oval, it's round." He said to you. Daryl was your best friend, he never failed to teach you things. "A fruit?" You asked him. He nodded and stepped down on a briar limb so you could walk across it without getting cut. "Yeah." Daryl answered as he looked around the woods.
"I am kinda hungry, do you think there are any 'muscee-dines' around here?" You asked, stepping over the briar patch. After you got across it, Daryl took his boot off the limb and it shot back up. "Maybe, I mean, they wouldn't be hard to find. I will warn ya', they're a little more sour 'an a grape though. 'pends on if their ripe 'nuff." He stated.
You continued walking through the woods, looking for this type of fruit. Daryl smiled at you and took your hand gently. "C'mon. We can look over there." He said, nodding towards some clearing. You held his hand and followed him. You wanted to see this strange fruit; as you had never seen one before.
Daryl pulled you through the clearing and began searching for the fruit. You looked around as well, but you were clueless as to what it looked like. "Y/n!" Daryl squealed behind you. You jumped at the sudden noise but turned to face him. "Yeah?" You asked the boy. "I found some!" He said. You jogged over to him, his hand was full of round looking grapes.
"Here." He said holding out his hand. You took one eagerly, watching as he put one in his mouth. His face scrunched up, he did say they were sour. You laughed at him as he spit the fruit out and wiped his mouth. "Wasn't the tastiest thing I ever tried." He said laughing. You decided to try it. Smiling as you took a bite, your expression changed quickly. The fruit was sour, it was worse than those Toxic Waste candies.
You spit it out and looked to Daryl. Both of you burst out into laughter. "Your face, it was." You couldn't talk clearly, as you were laughing too hard. "I ain't ever eatin' one of 'em again!" Daryl squealed, which caused you to laugh harder. "I don't think they were ripe." You stated, chuckling a little as you looked to the ground. Daryl stopped laughing and you looked up to him, smiling. You both burst out into laughter again.
"I'm not so hungry anymore." You said laughing softly. Daryl nodded and smiled at you. "What ya' wanna do now?" He asked you. You thought for a moment, not knowing of much to do.
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You smiled slightly, remembering every single detail of that day. You and Daryl were sixteen at the time, young and wild. "What ya' thinkin' 'bout?" You heard a familiar voice ask from behind. You turned to see him. Daryl smiled and walked over, he still looked the same as he did back then. He just had a few more scars and wrinkles. You smiled at him softly, sighing. "Muscadines." You stated, chuckling lightly.
