((Drabble))
I have a drabble, dedicated to our Filif apper, regardless of whether or not they end up getting in. Also, dedicated to Ayame, because Ayame is an evil, evil enabler.
Filif regarded Fletcher earnestly. "And what do you call that on your head?"
Fletcher touched his head piece self-consciously. "It's a hat, Filif. Haven't you seen one before?"
"I've seen many hats, and yours doesn't quite resemble any I've ever seen." Filif's branches were quivering with excitement. "Is it a special hat?"
"I don't know," Fletcher said thoughtfully. "I never thought of it as being special, really. It's just a hat."
"But it has to be special," Filif insisted. "Because it's yours."
Fletcher's face turned bright red, and he stroked one of Filif's branches thoughtfully. It was, he felt, the start of a beautiful relationship.
Filif regarded Fletcher earnestly. "And what do you call that on your head?"
Fletcher touched his head piece self-consciously. "It's a hat, Filif. Haven't you seen one before?"
"I've seen many hats, and yours doesn't quite resemble any I've ever seen." Filif's branches were quivering with excitement. "Is it a special hat?"
"I don't know," Fletcher said thoughtfully. "I never thought of it as being special, really. It's just a hat."
"But it has to be special," Filif insisted. "Because it's yours."
Fletcher's face turned bright red, and he stroked one of Filif's branches thoughtfully. It was, he felt, the start of a beautiful relationship.