An outing

[no_no_badtouch]

Uh ... Angel ...would you like to go .... uh, pick flowers or something?

Comments

[talks_to_fish]

Me?

[no_no_badtouch]

Yeah.

[talks_to_fish]

Sure, we can do that... why?

[no_no_badtouch]

Because ... don't girls like to pick flowers?

[talks_to_fish]

Or strawberries, or raspberries, or anything else that you can eat! Flowers are nice, too.

You like me? [A bit surprised.]

[no_no_badtouch]

Oh ... we could go pick some kind of berry then ... if you like.

You're nice. Why wouldn't I like you?

[talks_to_fish]

We can just see what we can find. It's spring, there should be a lot out there.

...Because I'm strange?

[no_no_badtouch]

Alright.

... you're not strange. Why do you say you are?

[talks_to_fish]

We're different form others, have always been.

[no_no_badtouch]

[The boy shrugged.]

Everyone's different. That doesn't make you strange.

[talks_to_fish]

They say it does. Humans think that everyone who isn't exactly like them is strange.

[no_no_badtouch]

Then the humans you talked to are stupid. You're not strange.

[talks_to_fish]

I like you.

[no_no_badtouch]

T-thanks.

[talks_to_fish]

We'll meet downstairs?

[no_no_badtouch]

Alright.