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"MMMGH!!" Red's scream was muffled by the purple pillow she was currently violently shaking around in her jaw. She flung it across the room where various other pillows lay, looking a bit worse for wear, before sitting down to catch her breath.

Her chest rose and fell in quick succession and she huffed and heaved and started to feel a bit better for a moment, before she thought about what happened today and a hot molten anger rose up in her once more.

"It's all *his* fault!!" She screamed, grabbing an orange pillow this time. It landed adjacent to the purple pillow and she stared at them both, still not feeling any better. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted her box of crayons, and a conniving look lit up in her eyes. She'd get him back good, alright. Blue wouldn't let her practice her knife throwing skills on him after the first time she stabbed him, but that was an accident! Ugh, and no one else wanted to practice when she asked, so she had to practice alone, which was way less fun!
Never mind that it was a *bean bag* throwing contest, and she was disqualified for throwing a knife straight at the carnival employee. Blue was the one clearly at fault, here, for not letting her practice on him anymore.

Encouraged by that thought, Red picked up the crayon box and put herself to work.

Meanwhile, Blue was scouring the forest for something to cheer Red up after being disqualified from the contest. He was the one that had to calm Red down enough to peacefully leave the other young wynglings waiting in line alone instead of injuring one of them, like she always did when she didn't get her way.

Red's favorite snack was flowers, and she *especially* liked eating honeysuckles, so Blue figured that'd be the perfect gift for her. He'd pluck the biggest, prettiest honeysuckle and hopefully that'd cheer her up. He trotted over to a spot in the Fickle Forest that had the best selection of the flowers he had in mind. Red loved coming over to this spot during playtime, but it was far enough away from the nursery and the fact that it was on the edge of town that made it dangerous for a young wyngling to wander through. Not to mention it was incredibly easy to get lost if you went too deep. When did that ever stop Red, though?

Sighing, Blue got to work choosing the biggest, brightest, and tastiest looking flower.

--

Red let out a huge gasp at the gift Blue had given her. It was the prettiest honeysuckle she had ever seen! She could hardly contain her excitement, she'd wear it as a head ornament and be the prettiest wyngling in all the nursery--no, all of the town! Everyone would be just so jealous.

Once the honeysuckle was placed in the perfect spot, she looked to Blue once more. He must have realized she was trying to get his opinion and said, "um... you're uh, not gonna eat it?"

"Of course not silly! It would be *such* a waste if I did that!! And anyway, thanks sooo much for the gift! I feel so so so much better now, especially after... uh."

"After?" Blue asked, suspicions raising. What had she done this time? He scanned the room, seeing the pillows that were thrown around and the box of crayons lying open on the floor. It didn't seem all that bad, considering her temper. Then he looked up, by the bookcase.
"Nah, never mind..." Red said, averting her eyes in guilt.

Ah. There it was, a crude drawing of Blue with incriminating words on it. His face turned to stone.

Bruh.
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625 words ^
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+ 1 accessory (flower)
requirements: write a story of how they got it, 100 words minimum (this post ^)

6/27 wyn
tracker

Description
"MMMGH!!" Red's scream was muffled by the purple pillow she was currently violently shaking around in her jaw. She flung it across the room where various other pillows lay, looking a bit worse for wear, before sitting down to catch her breath.

Her chest rose and fell in quick succession and she huffed and heaved and started to feel a bit better for a moment, before she thought about what happened today and a hot molten anger rose up in her once more.

"It's all *his* fault!!" She screamed, grabbing an orange pillow this time. It landed adjacent to the purple pillow and she stared at them both, still not feeling any better. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted her box of crayons, and a conniving look lit up in her eyes. She'd get him back good, alright. Blue wouldn't let her practice her knife throwing skills on him after the first time she stabbed him, but that was an accident! Ugh, and no one else wanted to practice when she asked, so she had to practice alone, which was way less fun!
Never mind that it was a *bean bag* throwing contest, and she was disqualified for throwing a knife straight at the carnival employee. Blue was the one clearly at fault, here, for not letting her practice on him anymore.

Encouraged by that thought, Red picked up the crayon box and put herself to work.

Meanwhile, Blue was scouring the forest for something to cheer Red up after being disqualified from the contest. He was the one that had to calm Red down enough to peacefully leave the other young wynglings waiting in line alone instead of injuring one of them, like she always did when she didn't get her way.

Red's favorite snack was flowers, and she *especially* liked eating honeysuckles, so Blue figured that'd be the perfect gift for her. He'd pluck the biggest, prettiest honeysuckle and hopefully that'd cheer her up. He trotted over to a spot in the Fickle Forest that had the best selection of the flowers he had in mind. Red loved coming over to this spot during playtime, but it was far enough away from the nursery and the fact that it was on the edge of town that made it dangerous for a young wyngling to wander through. Not to mention it was incredibly easy to get lost if you went too deep. When did that ever stop Red, though?

Sighing, Blue got to work choosing the biggest, brightest, and tastiest looking flower.

--

Red let out a huge gasp at the gift Blue had given her. It was the prettiest honeysuckle she had ever seen! She could hardly contain her excitement, she'd wear it as a head ornament and be the prettiest wyngling in all the nursery--no, all of the town! Everyone would be just so jealous.

Once the honeysuckle was placed in the perfect spot, she looked to Blue once more. He must have realized she was trying to get his opinion and said, "um... you're uh, not gonna eat it?"

"Of course not silly! It would be *such* a waste if I did that!! And anyway, thanks sooo much for the gift! I feel so so so much better now, especially after... uh."

"After?" Blue asked, suspicions raising. What had she done this time? He scanned the room, seeing the pillows that were thrown around and the box of crayons lying open on the floor. It didn't seem all that bad, considering her temper. Then he looked up, by the bookcase.
"Nah, never mind..." Red said, averting her eyes in guilt.

Ah. There it was, a crude drawing of Blue with incriminating words on it. His face turned to stone.

Bruh.
-------------
625 words ^
-------------

+ 1 accessory (flower)
requirements: write a story of how they got it, 100 words minimum (this post ^)

6/27 wyn
tracker