Queer Qrew: Oneshot Collection

⭒❝ Hassle ❞⭒

(A/N): Yah, sorry, this one mentions Lavender's thingies a bit more than I'd like.

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Fantasy!AU

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THIRD PERSON'S P.O.V

"I am so tiiired." Whined the fae, sliding their hands right under their second pair of eyes in exasperation.

"We've been travelling for three days non-stop," Charlie grumbles, joining in with the older's whines. "And I need to restock soon..." He mumbles, patting his hand along his potion stock.

"My feet hurt soooo bad..." Lavender continues, an exaggerated frown laid on their lips.

And at that, the tall brunet minotaur pauses in his strides and looks down, but not as much as he usually needs to to talk to Lavender.

"You're flying, how does that even happen?" He eyes the fae, who only looks at them for a moment before their wings stop fluttering, and they land on the grass with a soft thud.

"Ohhhhh, the pain!" They yell dramatically, falling backwards with the back of their hand to their forehead, directly falling to Charlie who snorts and catches them.

"They're dead!" Charlie jokes, making a sobbing sound, "And it's all because we just did not stop to rest!"

Mark laughs heartily, then plays along, "Oh! Oh, no! We should've stopped to rest!"

"In fact! We should rest here!" Mark follows it up before dropping to the grass so dramatically that it looked like he collapsed.

"I agree!" Charlie yells, laughing at the boy while Lavender shakes in stifled laughter while pretending to be dead in his arms.

Their laughing is interrupted by a sharp whistle. Charlie and Mark both snap their heads towards the source, while Lavender only peaks their top eye open.

There stood Tim, who then jabs their thumb towards the direction behind him, raising his eyebrow.

"Tim! Shush! We already agreed to rest right here!" Mark huffs on his place on the ground, looking away from the other and crossing his arms stubbornly.

Tim groans and facepalms, exasperatedly reaching for his notes and scrawling down what seemed like a single word.

She then turns the paper towards the three, with only Charlie being able to read as Lavender only has perfect vision with all their eyes open, and Mark was throwing a toddler tantrum on the grass.

'village'

Charlie squints his eyes under his glasses, not being able to make out the word from both the distance and the... unfortunate handwriting.

Felix's eyebrows drop in a 'you have got to be kidding me' manner, having no choice but to take a few long and sloppy strides towards the boy.

"Oh! Village!" The Oni cheers with a smile, proud of himself for being able to read it.

"VILLAGE?!" The boy on the ground yells, standing up and bolting as quick as an arrow, luckily in the right direction too.

"Anyways! I'm alive! Surprise!" The purple haired fae pops up, getting up from against Charlie and immediately rising into the air, bursting off.

"Thanks for the tip!" The potion-wielding Oni grins, though not wasting any more time to run after the two as well.

Tim stands there, slow and tired blinks being the only movement on him before they take off as well.