Flirting Practice with a Redhead [Complete]

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Character(s): Roxas and Timon
Content: ICE CREAM~!
Setting: Cafe Ersesat near Timon and Vyers' apartment
Time: Immediately after this thread
Warnings: Hopefully none ...Roxas gets broken.


"Come on Timon!" Roxas called, trying to get the meerkat to speed up. He was in a good mood after talking with Vyers, and the Hakuna Matata motto was ringing in his head, loud and clear. There was a broad, cheerful smile on the boy's face, and the fake light of the domes made him look brighter than normal. Or...maybe that was something he was doing himself.

Without warning, Roxas broke into a run, excited and impatient. "I'll meet you there, Timon!" he yelled back to his guardian, but a few seconds later he realized that Timon would probably get mad at him for going so far ahead. He stopped, hunched over and panting as he caught his breath. He looked back to watch the meerkat catch up to him, and mentally prepared himself for Timon's scolding.

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“I’m hurryin’, I’m hurryin’.” Timon called after the boy. “Yeesh! Keep yer tail on. The ice cream ain’t goin’ anywhere.” What the big rush was remained a mystery to the meerkat. The ice cream wouldn’t taste any different now than it would if they got it a few minutes later. He groaned. Kids, oi. He couldn’t remember Simba being any different. Well, other than the fact he insisted on looking for trouble. Climbing dangerously high trees, riding down waterfalls, and overall scaring him to death every chance he got. Thankfully Roxas wasn’t like that and for good reason too. Timon wasn’t sure his heart could handle much more of that sort of excitement. Speaking of which…

Timon watched the Nobody race further ahead of him, a wave of panic quickly falling over him. “Hey, wait a minute! Roxas, slow down. I can’t keep up!” The last thing he needed was to lose Roxas, especially when the Organization was likely out looking for him. He ran after the boy, panting heavily from exhaustion. With all the running Roxas was making him do today would likely lead to the most exercise the meerkat had ever done. That didn’t make Timon like it any more. Running really wasn’t his sort of thing. Any guess as to why it wasn’t would probably be right.

When he finally managed to catch up with Roxas, the meerkat simply pointed at him, far too out of breath to speak right away. Only after he managed to catch his breath could he choke out a sentence. “No… I’ll… Meet you there!”

With that, Timon broke back into a run toward the ice cream stand. He knew Roxas would still win their race but at least he could say he had been close.

Oh, he was he ever going to regret this in the morning.