Comrades or More?

Chapter 11

Scara's pov

After we ate, we rinsed the pan and bowl and threw out a lot of the stuff in childe's bag so we could fit them in there. Mostly just some random junk that had been tossed in there, like his leftovers from half a week ago.

We began walking again, heading in the general direction to mondstadt. "I think we should just stay on the main path, there are plenty of rest stops this way" he held the map out for me to see and dragged his finger across the map, showing me that path he was talking about.

"Sounds good" i said as i ran ahead on the path.

"Hey! Not again!" Childe yelled from behind me. "I'm not carrying you!"

"I don't want to be carried!" I yelled as i continued to run. I got to a small ledge and jumped off with my arms out. "Yahoo!!"

"You're going to hurt yourself!" I heard Childe running from behind me. I saw him peek over the ledge, it was probably about four feet tall.

"See? I'm fine, i landed on my feet" i continued to run to the path.

"Why do you have so much energy all of a sudden?" Childe asked while trying to keep up.

"Maybe because i slept all day yesterday?" I said as i ran across a bridge leading to an island with a very tall tree on it.

"Slow down! How can you even run that fast with your little stick legs!? They're tiny!"

"Hey!" I stopped running. "They aren't that short!"

"Sure, sure" Childe laughed.

I walked over to him and tried to slap him in the face. He dodged it.

"Nice try" he snickered. I turned to walk away but he grabbed the collar of my shirt. "Nope, you're staying with me this time"

"Nuh uh!" I tried to pull away.

"You're not getting away you goof" he smirked.

"Wanna bet?" I crossed my arms. 

"What's that supposed to mean?" He lifted me off the ground by the back of my shirt. "I don't think you can go anywhere" he chuckled. 

"I- just put me down.." 

"So Mouchie admits defeat?" He set me down again but didn't loosen his grip. 

"I told you not to call me that.." i rolled my eyes. 

"Aw, but its funny" 

"Fine, but then i need a nickname for you, hm.." i closed my eyes to concentrate. 

"Have fun with that" he pat my head. 

"Hey! Don't pat my head- i got it!" I smiled proudly.

"Hm? And what is it?" He sounded genuinely curious. 

"Ginger" i giggled. 

"Wow, that has no effort put into it.." he sighed. 

"Well then what do you wanna be called pretty boy?" I said blankly. 

"Ooh, that's better" he chuckled. 

"Huh?" I asked confused. 

"Pretty boy" he laughed. 

"What?! That's not what i meant!" I felt my face flush red.

"I know, but it's funny. Don't actually call me that though, people will think we're dating.." he sighed then let go of my shirt. "Now cmon, we have a long ways to walk to mondstadt" he began walking again and i followed.