Til Death Did Them Apart

when they met

"Oi, oi, oi!"

The young blond boy turned his head around, to see a young girl- younger than him- waving with a wide grin. "Hi," he simply answered, before going back to work.

"No," she ran up to him and pulled at his sleeves. "What's your name?"

He paused, turning around to face her. "Lucius."

The little girl groaned dramatically and fell to the ground with a pout on her face. "That's so boring," her frown deepened. "Why can't you have a funner name?"

Lucius ignored her, rolling his eyes, and continued back to work. When he inhaled some ash less than a few moments later, he was in a coughing fit. That's when you got a marvelous idea. "Ooh! What is that?"

"What is what?" Lucius coughed as he dusted off the ash from his face. You pointed at it. "Oh, this. It's called ash."

"Ash... Ash... Ash..." You looked deep in thought. A moment later, Lucius opened his mouth to interrupt you but you hushed him. "I need a minute." A minute later you pouted again. You seemed to do that a lot. "I-Ill come back tomorrow! With the best nickname!"

"I bet you will."