Skyrim Dovah One Shots

Pissed Ancano x High Elf

Requested by that-fanfic-chic

Ancano Pov,

Logbook,

The college is noisy as ever especially with that High Elf that thinks that she is all that. She thinks that she is the ruler of the college like she can change the very college. Every time when I turn around I see her helping the other students when she has lots to train for. She isn't very good with Alteration, Conjuration, or Destruction. But she is very skilled in restoration, I just don't understand how she is setting aside her needs just to help those underneath her ability. She isn't a typical High Elf that exceeds their ability. Her tongue can deceive everyone and yet they don't care. She thinks that she is all that because she is taller than me and she won't let it down, for she isn't as superior as she thinks, she may have everyone under a spell but I see her true self.

Now times,

I walk into the college but today was different, I could feel a different atmosphere. "Did you know that I am taller than you?" I hear the all too familiar voice of the wretch wench. "Did you not hear me shorty? I said I am taller than you," Y/n ways barely looking down. "An inch wretch wench... only an inch. You're only an inch taller than me so it isn't a big deal," I say as I try to walk away. "I'm still taller..." Her voice fades and my nerves ease but not enough. "Wench..." I punch the wall and I see all eyes in me. Whispers were heard throughout the college. I become red with embarrassment as well as anger. "Back to your duties students," I say as I walk away from the gossiping college. The woman that pisses me off about her height was leaning against the wall of the college. "Embarrassing how everyone saw that shorty..." "Why patronize me about your height?" "Well Shorty, it's fun to mess with someone about one's height." I shoot daggers her way not showing my annoyance from the damned wench. "Hehe, it funny that you're sh- mmmpphh." I grab Y/n's face and hold it there then I let go. "Stop bragging about your height. Act like your age, not your damn shoe size. You're not 5 years old, your 25 so act your damn age and do- mmpphh." Y/n pulls me into a deep kiss showing me her true self. She is really as untrained as I thought... she is very skilled but just fears what she will become. "Hehe... um... I'm sorry I snapped at you Y/n but that doesn't let you slip by with what you've done."

SOOOOOOOOO, what did ya think?