*Kyrel and Meyhem sat at either end of a small, round table in the restaurant. The table itself was covered by a soft, white tablecloth. A candle sat in the middle, the fire on its end flickering yellow. Kyrel fidgeted in his seat. How long was it going to take for the food to get here? Meyhem didn't seem to mind the wait. She was just staring at Kyrel. Her eyes glimmering in the candlelight. Kyrel glanced over at her, then immediately back down to his plate. This was the most awkward date he had ever been on so far*
Kyrel: *looks over at Meyhem* *contemplates striking up a conversation* So... Meyhem-
Waiter: Your dinner, sir. Ma'am. *sets food down on table*
Meyhem: Thank you, kind sir. *turns back to Kyrel* Heh. You were saying?
Kyrel: Oh... nothing.
Meyhem: *smiles* Alright!
Kyrel: *he picks up his fork and looks at his plate, but doesn't move, he can't stop thinking about how awkward this must be for the cyborg sitting across from him*
Meyhem: *glances from her plate, then to Kyrel a couple of times before deciding to focus on her food for the time being. She had never really been on a date before, so she had no clue what to do* So... what do people do on dates exactly?
Kyrel: *looks up* Oh, um... they... they talk and... well...
Meyhem: *laughs slightly* So, basically the opposite of what we're doing?
Kyrel: *manages a weak laugh back* Y-Yeah, I guess. *looks back down at food*
Meyhem: *does the same* *picks up fork and begins poking at her food* Have you ever had a meal that moved before?
Kyrel: What?! *looks up in suprise*
Meyhem: *not taking her eyes from her plate* A meal. That moves. Ever had one? *continues to poke at food with fork*
Kyrel: Uh... no? Have... have you?
Meyhem: Mhmm. Every other meal Mother cooked us as children was either burnt beyond charcoal or wriggling like a grub.
Kyrel: *staring at Meyhem, wide eyed*
Meyhem: At least, that's how Kaos would have put it. He could never stomach Mother's cooking. *finally takes a bite of her food* Though, I can assure you, this food is much better. *looks up, smiling*
Kyrel: *sigh* *takes a bite of his food* Eh, it's alright.
Meyhem: Ever been here before?
Kyrel: Nope.
Meyhem: Me either.
Kyrel: ...then how did you find this place?
Meyhem: *shrug* I dunno. A map, probably.
Kyrel: *laughs quietly* You sure are odd... *takes another bite*
Meyhem: *grins* Yep!
*silence resumed once again between the two. As they continued to eat in silence, barely looking over at one another, a sound was beginning to be heard from outside the restaurant*
Meyhem: *perks up* Hey, hear that?
Kyrel: Hear what?
Meyhem: That. *cups her hand around her ear* That sound.
Kyrel: I don't hear anything.
Meyhem: No, I swear. There's something there. It sounds like... screaming. And running.
Kyrel: *looks up from plate, beginning to hear the noise too* Hey... you're right! There is a noise!
Meyhem: *smirk* Told ya. Now... to figure out where it's coming from-
*before Meyhem could finish her sentence, Scrape, Lilith and Kristen came crashing through the window, closely followed by an enraged Flame*
Kyrel: What the fu-
Scrape: *narrowly dodges a fireball, but knocks over a table in the process* GODS, LILITH! WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!?
Lilith: *dives behind the cashier's counter thing at the front of the restaurant* I TOLD YOU ALREADY!
Scrape: WELL, REFRESH THE AUDIENCE ON OUR SITUATION!
Kristen: I WANNA DO IT! I WANNA DO IT! *jumps ontop of a table to avoid being scorched*
Scrape: GO AHEAD!
Kristen: WEEEE! *turns towards camera crew, which is cowering for dear life behind the counter with Lilith* Okay, so. I was bored so I began antagonising Century. Now, Century was busy with researching the elements of... well, the elements, so she didn't really appreciate my nagging and-
Scrape: CUT TO THE CHASE, OR FLAME'LL CUT US! *gets thrown to the side by a wave of fire*
Kristen: ALRIGHT! ALRIGHT! Century flipped out, allowing Flame to resurface and Flame was in a particularly foul mood that day, so-
Lilith: KRISTEN! HURRY UP!
Kristen: YES, MOTHER! Flame flipped out and attacked both me and Lilith, and now we're here. *turns back to Flame* CALM DOWN, FLAME! *blasts her with dark energy*
Scrape: THAT'LL ONLY MAKE HER ANGRIER! GODS, KRISTEN! YOU'RE ALMOST WORSE THAN YOUR FATHER!
Kyrel: Oh, Ancients. We better go help them- *gets up to go help, but is stopped by Meyhem*
Meyhem: Nah. they got this. *smiles*
Kyrel: Y-You sure?
Meyhem: Positive.
Kyrel: Alright... *sits back down*
Meyhem: So, how was your day? *smiles*
Kyrel: *jokes* Kinda boring. Nothing really exciting happened. How was yours?
Meyhem: *giggles* Same here. Ancients. And they said going to the Academy would be an action packed adventure.
*So, as the date went on and the random battle continued blazing on in the background, the two became more and more comfortable around each other. Talking about random nonsense and joking around like old friends until finally...*
Scrape: *jumps in front of the camera just as the two are about to kiss* Alright, folks! That's all the time we have for- ACK! *ducks a fireball* today!
Meyhem: Oh, but Scrape! I was just about to-
Scrape: *looks over her shoulder* Save it for Second Leaf, Meyhem. *turns back to camera* If you would like to see more randomness, or have an idea for a question or dare, comment on this here 'chapter' or on my profile! We will try to get to it as quick as we can! That's all for now, Ciao~!
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Timeline Convergence - Act One (Ask/Dare)
Fanfiction(Cover currently pending, please stand by) Join Scrape, Whisp, Lucarian, Quinn and many others from the book Skylanders: Second Leaf (and many others) as they embark on a wacky, weird adventure-like... thing in which they'll answer questions and do...
