Board Thread:Short Stories and Fanfictions/@comment-2601:647:4000:5CE0:9114:733B:1196:4149-20191110204802/@comment-2601:647:4000:5CE0:6DC6:1D9A:AEB1:6234-20191110232127

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"Tam?" Linh asked, peeking outside. Her brother was sitting in the grass, tugging on his silvery bangs and rocking back and forth.

"Is he alright?" Olyvia asked, popping up and next to Linh.

"Fine, now that I'm here," Linh snapped back. Olyvia recoiled, and that gave Linh enough time to dart outside and slam the door shut. "Don't think this gets you off rain cloud guard duty!" she called over her shoulder, snapping her fingers. The fluffy grey cloud over her head rumbled again, this time hinting at spouting a bit of lightning. The dark haired girl scurried away.

"Tam? Are you okay?" Linh said, plopping down next to her twin on the soft grass.

"Fine," her brother replied, flashing a smile before leaning his head against her shoulder. "I missed you.:

"Missed you too, bro," Linh replied, giving her brother's hand a quick, reassuring squeeze. "How's your girlfriend?"

Tam groaned. "I take it back," he grumped. "And Biana's hopefully doing fine. How're you treating Olyvia? At least give her a break from the rain cloud. ​​​​​​She's my friend."

"I don't trust her," Linh replied softly. "Give it time, and I'll see."

Tam was about to argue, when a rich voice sounded next to her.

"Linh. Hi." Linh whipped around, her cheeks turning pink when she noticed the tall boy with dark skin and warm eyes, smiling at her and tugging on his cape. "Can I talk to you?"

"Of course, Wylie," Linh replied, standing. "What is it?"

His voice darkend. "Gisela."

"I heard," Linh replied. "Does Keefe want me to do anything?"

Wylie shook his head. "It's about Sophie, actually. Now that Keefe has proven to defy his legacy- I think they're going to try after Tam again. Turn them against each other."

"Riiiiigggghht," Linh said, mainly focused on the warmth Wylie radiated. "Like that worked so well last time."

Wylie laughed. "I know," he admitted, trying to keep a straight face. "It's nice how you always make a positive out of the situation."

Linh smiled sweetly, reaching for his hand. Her blush spread, and she averted her eyes to the ground. "You remember when we used to do those tricks for Prentice?" she breathed, finally looking up.

"My dad used to love them," Wylie agreed softly. "Water mixed so well with light. It gave the element a spark."

"Like you give to mine," Linh agreed, and before Wylie could fully comprehend what that meant, she closed the gap and pressed her lips to his.

It felt so much better than in the novels.

Linh wrapped her arms around him, and Wylie's hands steadied her waist, and there was a tinging spreading from her head to her toes. It was like a spark that churned and bubbled. After a short time of being breathless and melting into her tunic, Linh pulled away.

"That was... wow. Wow."

And she kissed him again.

"Hate to drop the bombshell- well not really," someone said behind her. Linh groaned to face her obnoxiously smug brother. His face converted to a more serious look. "Tiergan's calling for Wylie. Today's the day..."

"...we visit my mom's planting," Wylie finished. "I'm coming." He gave Linh's hand a squeeze before striding away.

Linh collapsed to the ground in a fit of giggles. Then she stood and tackled her brother, hitting him with light punches.

"I- hate- you- so- much!" she said between chortles. Tam laughed as he dodged and ducked, both of them acting like little kids.

And that was probably the thing that mattered most.

To be free again.

To feel again.

And to be normal. ​​​​​ ​​​​​