Doki Doki Literature Club: Klance AU

Chapter 5

Everything was set up. The scroll was laid out on the floor and being held down by a few of my study books. The markers, paint, and paint brushes were laid out between us so we could reach them. Nyma had even brought some candles to set the mood.

"Why the candles?" I had asked.

"To set the mood right. Ya know, make the atmosphere a bit more relaxing."

I had shrugged it off as crazy talk but it was really working. The smell of flowers and everything sweet had filled the air quickly, and the working space that was my bedroom was now quiet.

"OK, I get it now. But why?" I asked again.

Nyma smiled, "Well, I planed on covering the windows in the classroom with black paper and putting these candles out in the room. If our guests smell the sweetness from the hallway then they might come in. Or they might come in just out of curiosity. Or... cupcakes, I guess. But I want our guests to leave with smiles and a good memory of what the literature club has to offer."

I laughed, "You really are a poetry writer."

Nyma's cheeks tinted pink for a bit before she sat down on the ground. I smiled and sat next to her on the other side of our pile. I looked over to the pile of colored paper I had gotten and asked her what it was for.

"Well," she started, "I was thinking that we could fold them into different shapes and hang them from the door frame. That way when the guests walk in it would be like teleporting into another world."

I smiled bigger, "What if we put different words on the paper?"

Nyma smiled, "I was thinking the same thing. Here."

She handed me one of the markers and I started folding a piece of paper to look like a triangle. I then put a word onto it and set it aside. I looked over to the side and noticed Nyma pulling out a big spool of ribbon.

"What's that for?"

She smiled, "I'll cut the ribbon so we can tie the paper together. Can you handle doing the papers on your own?"

I folded my arms over my chest, "Of course I can!"

Nyma laughed and pulled out a knife from her bag. I was shocked at first, not expecting Nyma to be carrying that around with her. The blade folded in and out of itself and had what looked like waves etched into the handle. It was gently tinted blue and looked really sharp. She brought a string of ribbon from the spool and barely pressed the knife to it before it fell apart.

"Man, that thing looks really fancy."

Nyma jumped and blushed, "A-Ah. Yeah."

I laughed, "Where did you get that?"

Nyma turned away, "You'll think it's weird."

"I can't judge you, Nyma. Just tell me."

"Promise that you won't."

"Promise."

Nyma sighed and closed her eyes so she didn't have to look at me, "I just... have a thing for knives. They're just... so pretty. I can't help it! I don't know what it is about them... they just. They're so well crafted but dangerous at the same time. So beautiful yet one mistake could cost the maker everything. Ah! Please don't be weirded out by this!"

I smiled softly, "You like knives, that's nothing for me to judge you on. Some people like guns, you like knives. I'm sure that other people feel the same way. Besides. I think it suits you."

"Suits me?"

"Yeah, it's intense."

"Intense..."