Seven Hearts ~ SDS Fanfic

XIX - Dragon Meat

    Meliodas led Zeldris a forest in the human realm. He could feel his brother's excitement and he had to admit it was contagious. They flew on top of a tree where he turned to him. "What do you prefer to eat?"

    Zeldris stared at him. Meliodas waved his hand in his face. "You there?" he asked. Zeldris jumped and laughed sheepishly.

    "I- Um- What was the question again?" Zeldris stuttered. Meliodas raised a brow.

    "What do you prefer to eat? Dragon or pork?" Meliodas repeated.

    "Personally dragon," Zeldris replied.

    "Then we'll hunt for that," Meliodas decided. He lifted off into the air. He knew there a dragon nest somewhere up north. This hunt would also be a good opportunity to teach Zeldris some stealth moves.

    "Wait, but I thought you like pork," Zeldris said, following him. Meliodas shrugged.

    "So? If you like it I don't see why we shouldn't get it and it's not as if I hate dragon meat."

    Meliodas could tell Zeldris was feeling honored by the fact that he was being considered. Meliodas chuckled under his breath as he beckoned to Zeldris to come up to his side. Zeldris immediately sped up and took his place next to him.

    "You are a demon prince as well, you need to learn how to assert yourself," Meliodas commented. Zeldris looked at him curiously.

   "But everyone has so much more experience than me. I don't see how I can even imaging asserting myself," Zeldris said quietly. Meliodas sighed. He really needs to raise this kid's confidence or else he wouldn't survive a day without him.

   "Experienced or not. You have status. We're not immortal, I can't be constantly protecting you. You need to learn how to lead," Meliodas told him.

    Zeldris looked horrified at the thought. "But! You'll become the demon king and then you'll be immortal!" Meliodas was caught off guard by the passion in his voice. Zeldris flew in front of him. "You can't die! I need you!" Meliodas froze. Normally people were eager for him to leave because he wasn't exactly pleasant to be around.

   Meliodas closed his eyes. Zeldris thought for a moment that he had just crossed a line by yelling and braced himself for a hit. But it never came. Instead, he felt his hair being ruffled. The corners of Meliodas' lips turned up slightly. "Fine. If it's what you want, then I won't leave you. Even if it seems like I have."

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Okay, so I may get back into the FNAF fandom. But I'm gonna try and make an actual story. Probably won't follow the actual canon storyline but whatever ^.^