Requested by: stxrry_stxlla
MA collapsed on a bench. She asked, "Tiramisu, when did you get so good at ice skating?"
Tiramisu blushed, flattered. "Oh, it's just a little side hobby of mine. I do it in my free time."
"Hey, why did you bring me here? I don't think you just wanted to teach me how to ice skate?" MA said, leaning against Tiramisu.
"Well... Master Attendant, when I'm with you, I cherish every minute, every second. I wanted to share something that I like with you." Tiramisu smiled.
"But why it gotta be so hard?" MA huffed, blowing a strand of hair out of her face. Smiling warmly, Tiramisu kissed MA's cheek lightly. "Don't worry. I'll help you every step of the way."
"Alright then, lemme face this like a MAN!" MA bolted upright and tried to go forward, wobbling as her ice skates skittered awkwardly against the frozen surface.
Tiramisu chuckled softly. "I love my big idiots." She leaned against the railing and rested her head against the wall.
"Uhh, Tiramisu? Could I get some help?" MA asked, her face flushed from embarrassment. Tiramisu gracefully glided over the ice to MA.
"Oh, Attendant, why would you get yourself in such a situation?" Tiramisu replied sweetly, grasping MA's shoulders gently. MA pouted and stuck out her lower lip. "This stuff is hard."
"You'll get the hang of it soon," Tiramisu giggled, quickly kissing MA's nose. "Well, as long as I'm teaching you."
Gradually, Tiramisu straightened up, and led a shaky MA along. MA's grip tightened on Tiramisu's arm.
"I can't carry you, Master Attendant," Tiramisu smiled gently at MA, who was struggling to keep up with her.
"C-can we take a break?" MA glanced at Tiramisu. She nodded lightly and led MA off of the ice.
MA sat down on a bench and began untying her skates, as Tiramisu closed the door to the rink. "How did you get so good at this?" MA asked, pulling one of her skates off.
"Well, it was always a fun hobby of mine. I didn't take any formal lessons, so I guess I kind of taught myself." Tiramisu grinned sheepishly and rubbed the back of her neck, her face tinted red.
"Well, you're always gonna be better than me," MA moved to grasp Tiramisu's hand in her own.
"Thanks," Tiramisu smiled, "I trust you. And I love you."
