Lost In The Moment

"So, uh.. This should be dry by now right? We can get it to Ms. Alma soon right? Anything else ya' wanna add, Darlin'?" 

Breaking his eyes from Alex, Pascal turned to the drawing. He stroked his chin, examining it to make sure they had everything they wanted to put on it before giving it to Alma.

"Looks good enough to me! ...Oh!" Pascal found a little bit of paint and put a small layer onto his claw. He carefully pressed it onto the paper in the corner, then pulled back. "Personal signatures!" He chirped in amusement, carefully signing his name next to his claw-print with a marker. 

"Oh, great idea!" Alex said, dipping her own paw into a paint jar before placing the marking onto the piece of paper next to Pascal's and writing down her nickname. As she examined it for any imperfections, a naughty thought came to mind as she looked at her paint covered paw.

Before Pascal could react, she pressed her paw against his cheek and smeared a small amount of paint across it. She stuck her tongue out cheekily before she spoke, "That's for putting paint on my cheek the other day."

Pascal took a few moments to process what happened. "Wha-..... Oh is that how you wanna play?" He smirked, taking a little gloop into his claw and placing a dab against her nose. 

Pascal laughed, playfully bouncing to his feet and darting away from her before she could place another smear against his fur. He grinned, his tail wagging as he bowed down. "Hehhehe..! Gotcha!" Surely Alma wasn't going to appreciate the small dabs of paint Pascal was smearing against the floor, but he'd be sure to clean them up later.

Alex wiggled her nose as she felt the wet paint on it, before giggling, "Oh yes this is how Ah' wanna play it!" She let out an excited cry as she chased him around the room with her paint dribbling paw, managing to graze his tail just a little bit. 

"Haha, got'cher tail, Darlin'!" She laughed as she continued to laugh as she chased him, before launching herself toward him with her powerful and pinned him to the ground, she giggled as she placed a paint paw-print in his nose, "Pinned ya'!"

"Ah-!" He grunted as she pinned him down, then started laughing more as he felt the paint, cold against his fur. "You're too good at this!" He snickered, managing to wiggle his arm from his side and place another dab against her cheek. He smirked, then pressed his nose quickly against hers, smearing more paint against her snout. It took a few moments for him to process what'd he'd just done, causing him to blush dark red. "I- uhm.....I'm so sorry if that was a bit...Uhm......" He was at a loss for words, did he really just boop her? Oh chii what was he thinking?? 

"Ah'm the best at wrastling, sweetheart," She laughed as Pascal managed to get more paint on her cheeks, and was about to place one on his own cheek as instant vengeance. But her mind froze as soon as soon as she felt the slight pressure of him pushing his snout gently against her own. She didn't even register the wet feeling of the paint now on her nose.

Her face flushed deeper then it ever has before, her ears leaning back slightly as she could feel the blood rushing to her face and pumping in her ears. She must have looked as red as a tomato. But despite it all, she felt a pleasant and warm fluttering in her chest that filled her with a feeling she couldn't quite explain.

She closed her eyes slightly, just so they were half lidded and only focused on Pascal, before leaning down to him again and pressing her nose down back onto his. She used slightly more pressure then he did, and had their faces closer then ever. Alex slowly closed her eyes to focus more on the growing warm feeling in her chest.

Pascal was at a complete loss for words. She... she wasn't mad? Immediately the rest of the world and loud shouts of playful wyngling in the other rooms just melted away, the only things he could focus on was her and the fuzzy feeling that filled his body

A soft chirp escaped his throat as he pressed his shout against hers. He was probably just as red as she was, but he couldn't care less as the warmth and happiness washed over him like he was soaking in his favorite bubble bath. With his arm that wasn't pinned against his side, he slowly brought it up and stroked her fluffy cheek gently. ".... You really are the most beautiful 'gro in the whole world..." he mused quietly, not realizing he wasn't saying it within his head. 

Alex giggled at his choice of words after she pulled away from the boop. She gently rubbed her cheek against his claw, before pressing another boop, albiet shorter, to his nose and burying her burning face into his neck fluff.

She nuzzled into him softly, letting out a sound that could only be classified as a purr, "So...um. What does this mean now?" Alex asked quietly, softly muffled by Pascal's fur. She was referring to them, of course. She liked him, and he liked her. But what does that mean? They were still only wynglings. Not even close to reaching their growth spurts yet.

What did it mean? They still had quite a while until they were fully grown... "...i think it means we know we found someone meant for us.... and once we're grown we can make it truly official." Pascal grinned, his cheeks burning a bright pink. He honestly expected to wake up and find it all a dream.

Feeling her warmth and hearing her soft purrs just reminded him that he was in the real world. And the slight dull pain in his back from the bruise he created earlier during their race to the kitchen. He was definitely awake. She really liked him back? This was the best feeling in the world! "I guess we just keep doing what we do best..." Pascal smirked, smudging some of the wet paint from his nose onto her other cheek. "Have fun!"

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So uh.. YEH. This happened c: No wyn for the story since it's from our roleplay~ c: 

also, chill people. They're not doing anything bad. It's literally super innocent if you read the story, they're not doing anything bad. It's literally like Simba and Nala  

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