#lanea x grima

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The Sweethearts 💌

This Valentine's day gift is ten days late, but hey, better late than ever!

This gift goes to my lovely friend @clevermentalitybeliever hope you like it,

And if you haven't heard of this song yet, do listen to it, it made me think of them big time!

💘💘💘

Step one

You must accept that I'm a little out my mind

Grima sat infront of the coffee table cutting out and making origami hearts and roses,"Not enough," she said to herself, holding her face, her eyes went around in circles. "Not enough, not enough, not enough..." She repeated over and over again "They're gonna hate it- no, more hearts, more roses!" She started to shout, pointing at every single one of her plants and turned them into red, white and pink roses or bleeding hearts.

"More Roses, more bleeding hearts!" She shouted as the flowers began to bloom out of control. She heard the apartment door being unlocked, she scooped them up in her arm and took a deep breath.

The door opened, and in came Lanea and V, who were conversing with each other. V stopped mid sentence and widened his eyes at the livingroom being filled with flowers, Lanea gasped when she saw an eye twitching, messy haired Grima who holding her paper creations.

"Happy Valentine's Day!" Grima shouted, tossing the origami in the air. The spider plant laughed as she dropped to her knees, slamming her head into the coffee table and leaving a huge crack in the wood. "Grima!" The pair shouted, running over to her to see if she was okay.

Step two

This is a waste if you can't walk me down the finish line

Lanea looked at the cook book, trying to figure out how to make a certain dish, at first, she became confused by what she was reading. "Need a hand?" V asked, looking over her shoulder at the cook book "Sure." Lanea replied, moving out of V's way as he began to read "First rule, wash your hands." Grima advised, walking behind them and using the sink to wash her own hands.

The monstress' lovers went over to the sink and washed their hands, coming back to the book, Lanea and V looked at Grima, who reached for a kitchen knife. "V, get me the seasonings. Lanea, I need oil in a frying pan." Grima instructed, the two walked away from her as she read the name of the recipe.

"Shrimp fettuccine, Lanea?" She whispered to herself, putting the hand the held the knife on her hip and the other on the counter, she looked over her shoulder at her lady friend who was putting oil in the frying pan.

Step three

Give me passion, don't make fun of my fashion

Grima and Lanea waited for their other lover on the couch, the two stared blankly at the tv as it wasn't really their thing unless it involved video games.

V quietly stepped out of his room fixing his shirt, he cleared his throat to make them look in his direction, the girls were unsure what they were looking at, they both faced each other then looked at V again.

He was wearing a purple Hawaiian shirt that had red lips all over it with black pants and sneakers, he had on blue tinted shades, and a dangly earring in his left ear.

The girls smiled nervously at him, "Interesting... Outfit." Grima started, Lanea looked at the monstress then at the bard "Interesting indeed." She agreed, V looked down at his outfit. "What's wrong with it?" He asked unbuttoning the top buttons, "Nothing, it's just new..." Grima said getting up from the couch, Lanea got up with her. "It's cute." The demoness finished, hugging him from behind as the sorceress hugged V from the front, all sharing a moment of embracing.

Step four

Give me more, give me more, more

The couple sat in a cafe looking out the giant window infront of them, sharing an extra large strawberry milkshake.

Under the table, they held hands, playing with each others fingers as they spoke about their day, telling each other secrets, and sharing stories of their past.

"So that's why you like to dance, because of your mom." Lanea said as she stirred her straw in the frozen beverage, Grima nodded her head as she sipped away, V watched the plant demon before looking at the milkshake "Perhaps you could perform for the both of us, Ms. Li." V suggested looking at her again, Grima shifted her upper eyes at him "I will." She replied, taking her lips off the straw and smiling.

The bard stared at the witch, who smiled at him, both smiled at the demon who didn't stop smiling, V held up three fingers, dropping them slowly before they all put their lips to their straws, drinking the milkshake together.

Step five

You can't be scared to show me off and hold my hand

For Grima going outside was usually not her favorite thing to do, as everyone either stared at her with eyes filled with awe when she had three eyes closed or in fear when they were open.

As she walked down the street with Lanea and V, she hid in her hair so people wouldn't look at her. But this didn't fool the bard and the witch, V, who was in the middle, moved Grima to the middle and held her hand.

The monstress looked at him with shocked eyes, while off guard Lanea to Grima's other hand, the monstress looked at both of her lovers and wondered why, it took her some time to realize what they were doing but when she did it made her smile at the ground.

She wasn't going through anything alone anymore.

Step six

If you can't put in work, I don't know what you think this fucking is

The couple could be lazy at times, but when it came to planning dates it was all Lanea, and boy did she get tired of it. She couldn't understand how Grima and V were fine with her continuously planning things, did they not want to go to places they wanted to?

"Lanea dearest, where should we go next?" She heard V asked, pointing at an almost completely marked map, "We've been almost everywhere in Red Grave." The sorceress groaned before rolling her eyes.

"Alright guys," she started, looking up from her book, the bard and the spider plant looked at her and blinked "it's time for you two to plan a date." Grima closed two eyes and stared at him "U-um" "Well then..." the two stammered, putting their gaze to their map.

"How about uh...?" V started off "We go to this café?" Grima asked, pointing at a piece of the map "Yes, yes and how about a movie?" V added, pointing at another piece of the map.

The two stared at their other lover "So, let's go to the cafe at three, then see a movie at five." Grima advised holding up a few fingers "So, why don't we freshen up and leave in twenty minutes?" The rhymester advised, they both got up and quickly ran to their rooms.

Bickering about who takes a shower first while Lanea continued sitting on the couch, shaking her head at their banter.

Step seven, this one goes to eleven

If you cheat, you will die, die

"Stoooooop, I'm blushing." The spider plant giggled on the phone, she curled into a ball so no one could see her face, "What? It's true!" The voice on the phone said, the sorceress rolled her eyes in irritation; it was Dante.

He called every here and there just to flirt with the walking plant, practically begging her to come over, Grima never did though. They'd go back and forth about what they'd do to one another, flirting as if V and Lanea were not there, and this bothered them greatly.

"Grima, can we talk?" Lanea asked, closing her book and walking over to the spider plant, she took the phone out of her hands and hung up on the demon hunter, Grima uncurled herself from her ball and stared at the witch. Out of the blue, V sat down next to the sorceress, not saying a word.

"Do you love us?" She said after everyone was in the room "Yes, yes I love you,"Grima answered "what gives you that idea-?" "Then why do you flirt with Dante?" V intervened, leaning forward.

Based on his posture, he was getting serious "We're curious as to why you treat Dante with far more care than you do with me, when you're both together you act as if we aren't there." He explained, looking at Lanea then at Grima.

"...It's a demon thing, I can't help what he says, I keep him close because he's half of me." She admitted as she reached for her toes, playing with them.

The pair suddenly got it, Dante was closer to her kind than anyone else, making her feel more comfortable to talk to him about damn near anything, not only that she always felt like they were going to leave her rather the other way around.

"I see, so you're not going to leave us." V implied, Grima nodded her head at him before climbing into their arms.

"I also saw what you did there, Ms. Li, you excluded me out when you said I love you..."

If you can't handle a heart like mine

Don't waste your time with me

If you're not down to bleed, no, oh

If you can't handle the choking, the biting

The loving, the smothering

'Til you can't handle it no more, no more

Go home

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Colorful lyrics: High School Sweethearts by Melanie Martinez

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We Can Do Bad All By Ourselves, Thank you!

So both @clevermentalitybeliever and I love each other's OC's so I thought 'Why not make them a little duo?' So I did! After a few questions I've decided that this is going to be an interesting polyamorous relationship between my oc (Grima Li), her oc (Lanea), and V.

I'm gonna take a little break from my other works to get this one going as I kind of like where this is going.

Idky but I'm gonna tag some people who might like this (idk)

Um, @birdgirl69 @skvaderarts @dhalia111 @krazy06 @lessy86 (I really love your black Harley, girl and hope to get to know you soon) @thedyingmoon

And let the show begin:

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Chapter 1: The Spider Plant and The Witch

Tick Tock, Tick Tock

Went the grandfather clock, it was the only audible thing in the apartment unless you wanted to count the sounds of pages flipping and the gentle breathing.

Lanea looked up from her book to see her friend sitting on the floor infront of the large clock, unsure if she was meditating or watching the hours tick before her eyes.

Lanea rolled her eyes, shaking her head as she went back to reading. Her spider eyed friend gave her the book 'Lord of the Flies' to help past the time, and although Lanea was only a few pages in, she could see why Grima liked the book. Sure it wasn't Watership Down, but held similarities to it, such as the boys having to work together to survive on the island until help came; but most of all, it was dark.

"When do we meet Dante, again?" Lanea asked, flipping a page from the book "At Fu Inlé..." Grima whispered still looking at the clock, the sounds of the cogs inside of the clock ticking somehow calmed the little spider plant. "Rephrase that Ms. Li, I don't understand your language." Lanea grumbled, she couldn't stand when Grima spoke in Lapine. Not because it irritated her, but because she didn't know what any of it meant; it was like going to a foreign country and not knowing how to read, write, or speak the language.

You were in the dark, whether you liked it or not.

"Fu Inlé means after moonrise, Lanea... I don't feel so comfy going out during ni frith... "

"Can't you close your three eyes?"

"I like my five eyes showing..."

"But you close them everytime you're around him."

"I don't like they way he looks at them..."

"But when all are open, it's kind of hard to choose which pair of eyes to look at." Lanea laughed, placing the book mark into the book to stop her from losing the page she was on, she placed a hand on her mouth to cover up her laughter.

"Not really, no..." Grima trailed off, leaning forward and pressing her hands against the carpeted floor, she gently pushed against the ground, letting her legs slowly rise to the ceiling. "Just look at the bottom ones, like Nero does..." she added, Grima has now placed herself in a handstand. But instead of putting her feet on the ground again, she just let her feet touch her head. Lanea shook her head as she closed her book, placing it on the coffee table in front of her.

"You sure like Nero..." Lanea stated, slowly closing her eyes "I'm surprised you haven't stole him from Kyrie yet." She added, slowly opening her eyes and looking at her friend who was placing her feet back on the ground before standing up straight.

"...I see Nero like a brother, we have fun together... Although I must say he does remind me of my brother except more outgoing. I can't steal him away from Kyrie, I like their relationship. It's a sweet bond they have going on there and for me to just take him away from something that makes him truly happy, I. Think. Not..." Grima explained, Lanea couldn't help but put her hand on her mouth from that response, she didn't expect Grima to say such things. The monstress had the boys eating out of the palm of her hand, yet made no moves. "Soooo," Grima trailed off as she put her hands on her large hips, twisting her upperbody to look at Lanea. "You and Dante... He found you, and yet, no moves made there..." She said through certain clicks and croaks, Lanea scrunched her face at what she just heard.

"I could never be with such a man! He's terrible with money, he refuses to use it responsibly; his debts could be paid if he just wasted it on the bills! I could do soooo much better than that! Also- he found me after my village kicked me out... I, owe him that... He put a roof over my head. I- admire his caring attitude, as-is well as his hospitality. Like you see Nero as a brother, I see Dante as a good friend. Nothing more, nothing less." Lanea answered truthfully, looking down at her hands that she now placed on her lap. Grima nodded her head before turning around and looking back at the grandfather clock.

"I... Well, monsters stick together, we have a bond that not alot of humans can put a finger on. I got your back if you got mine, ya feel?" Grima started off, looking at the top of the clock before dusting it off, "I find it awfully amusing how you think I should get with Nero and I think you should get with Dante..." Grima trembled, Lanea's eyes widened as she slowly got up, reaching for Grima "And were both like 'NOPE' to them!" Grima laughed, Lanea sat down and grumbled at how Grima was only trembling because she trying to hold in her laughter.

Grima stopped laughing, gently rubbing at her chest "... But I gotta pay Dante back, I promised him that after the mission with Urizen..." She whispered, Lanea cocked an eyebrow at what she just heard; why does Grima need to pay back Dante?

And for what?!

"How much do you owe him? I can help you if you want, Ms. Li?" Lanea cooed, reaching into her back pocket, Grima turned her upperbody around again "I-it's not with money, Lanea..." Grima trailed off, making Lanea blush really red. It didn't take her very long to figure out what Grima meant by that. "Y-you can't be serious, M-Ms. Li! H-how did you get yourself in such a predicament?!" "I told him 'perhaps when this... Mission is done, I could pay my debt to you on a Thursday at four...? Perhaps?' And he agreed to my payment... But I haven't been able to pay him back..." Grima replied, walking into the kitchen with Lanea following behind her "Ms. Li... So many Thursdays have passed-" "I understand you want me to get this over with immediately, but I kind of enjoy a bit of 'element of surprise' I don't know when... And neither will he, let's put this to rest now shall we?" Grima interrupted, turning around to face her and smiling sweetly, causing her petite friend to blush cherry red. Lanea couldn't believe that Grima would mess around with someone like Dante, after everything she just told the monstress, Grima would still have sex with the great demon hunter.

Grima Li and Dante? What a nauseating if not luscious thought?

Lanea could just imagine her friend being ravaged by such a man, her gentle gasps and moans escaping her lips as she claws into the desk. Dante holding onto her love handles as he starts off slow before he begins to pick up speed causing her Ms. Li to moan louder. Yearning for more as he slaps her caramel colored ass again and again, making Grima moan louder.His calloused hands would go straight to her medium sized breasts, squeezing them enough to make marks while Grima's moans get louder and louder as the minutes ticked by as they'd exchange kisses whenever they got a chance. But those kisses would become sloppy, the thrusting will get harder, and Dante's cock would go deeper.

It would probably be a night Grima would never forget, but a thought Lanea wishes she could throw away as it already plastered itself to her brain...

Grima walked to the first cabinet she saw and opened it up to see endless labeled mason jars of tea leaves. "I'm feeling... Earl Grey." She said to herself as she got on her tiptoes to reach for the mason jar above her head.

Lanea stood four feet behind Grima to give her space, she still couldn't shake that image out of her head.

Lanea's eyes traveled all over her friends body, following each dip, and every curve "Then again... I bet she likes those breasts of hers squeezed." She thought "Or spanked until her round ass is black and blue..." such thoughts didn't sit well with Lanea, and she wanted to remove it so badly!

Lanea swallowed as she closed her eyes "W-what about V?!" She blurted out, waiting for Grima's response. It was silent for about two minutes before Grima slammed the cabinet door shut.

"The Black Rabbit of Inlé is not allowed to be talked about in this house!" Grima growled, slamming the mason jar down "S-Surely you'd rather have him in bed than Dante... V is really sweet to you Ms. Li, you should give him a cha-" "No, no, nope. I refuse to be seen with that mole-snouted, muckraking, hutch-hearted sheep tick. Remove this piece of the conversation away from my ears." Grima boomed, Lanea put a hand over her mouth, letting it drop after.

"But he likes you Ms. Li... You can hear it in his voice." She whimpered, Grima put her hands on her hips "A-any man who gets with you would be very lucky..." Lanea's voice started to soften, Grima sighed before looking at Lanea, "I don't just like men, Lanea... I go for women too." She mumbled, catching Lanea off guard "S-she likes women too?" Lanea thought, she could feel the warmth in her cheeks rise again. "Lanea... Do you like El-ahrairah?" Grima asked "I can hear it... In the tone of your voice." She added.

This made Lanea blush harder than she ever could, the idea of being with V never really came to mind as they were always on the battlefield; not a place to be thinking such.

Grima walked up to Lanea, placing a hand on her shoulder "Anyone who ends up with you is gonna be one lucky fella..." she whispered, smiling after. Both women were staring into each others green eyes, causing silence in the kitchen. Lanea's lime colored eyes widened as she kept a pale hand over her mouth, quickly putting the other hand over it.

"Now, tea Lanea? Or no?"

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I'm quite fond of this little series here, more chapters soon, as well as for the V Experiences since Grima's birthday is coming close... See you all soon, and I hope you enjoyed!

Oh! Pay no mind to the darkened words, my girl Raunchy likes doing this... 'Thing' where she writes it all down to receive some type of 'hidden message' when there isn't any (I think)... Anyways by now!

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We Can Do Bad All By Ourselves, Thank you!

Chapter 2:

Sorry I took so long, I got a lot cooking, but hey, here's another chapter. Idky but I like when people get to know the characters before we get to the fighting and conflict.

I'd like to thank you all for the support on the last chapter. I'm deeply touched.

So here's to my buddies @clevermentalitybeliever @birdgirl69 @skvaderarts @krazy06 @dhalia111 @lunafreyastrophywife @lessy86 @thedyingmoon

And let's begin.

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Chapter 2: El-ahrairah

It was a quiet tea time, Lanea and Grima sat themselves back in the livingroom, waiting patiently to drink their Earl Grey. They were still waiting for moonrise, as well as the call from Dante to receive a mission. Lanea stared at the amber liquid in her tea cup, thinkin of the nickname her five eyed friend said.

The Black Rabbit of Inlé.

It gave her shivers down her spine, yet it tingled on her tongue. She wanted to ask Grima about the name but was hesitant, then again, why should she be hesitant with plant demon? "Grima, " she called out to the demon. Grima, who's eyes were closed, quickly opened and shot in Lanea's direction.

"Yes?" Grima answered, looking around to see of anything was out of place, "That name... 'The black rabbit of inlé' why did you give such an interesting name to V if you don't like him?" Lanea asked calmly, Grima looked around, clicking hoarsely, such a sound rang in Lanea's ears.

"The black rabbit of inlé represents death, if he calls to you... You must go. That 'thing' is quite like him, and yet like many others..." Grima explained, holding up a finger, only to quickly drop it. "He reminds me about El-ahrairah more than anything." She added, "El-ahrairah..." Lanea trailed off, she looked down at her tea before taking a sip, "Who's that?" She asked, quickly looking back at Grima, who brought her legs onto the couch, nuzzling into the soft cushions "El-ahrairah is a character in my favorite book, Watership Down, his name literally means 'prince with a thousand enemies' he was arguably one of the great rabbit leaders." Grima informed, taking a sip of her tea and placing it onto the coffee table. Lanea nodded her head before turning it back towards Grima "Any stories about him?" She asked "If there are any, I'd like to hear one. It'll make time go by faster." Grima began to slouch, she looked at the ceiling.

"Long ago, the great Frith made the world. He made all the stars, too, and the world is one of those stars. He made them by scattering his droppings over the sky and this is why the grass and the trees grow so thick on the world. Frith makes the rivers flow." Grima spoke, she got up and went into the kitchen leaving Lanea on the couch to ponder the information she just recieved. "Frith?" She questioned, "Is Frith God, Grima?" Lanea turned her head towards the kitchen doorway "Well, it's the sun. The rabbits personified it as a god!" Grima called out, she quickly came back with a cheese board filled with many different cheeses and grapes on it.

Grima placed the cheese board down on the coffee table; Grima loves cheese.

Lanea reached over to the coffee table and grabbed herself a handful of grapes as Grima grabbed a block of cheese, sitting back down in her spot on the couch "Continue with the story, Ms. Li, you've got my attention." Lanea advised, Grima nodded her head as she broke off a piece of cheese.

"Let's see um, ah, the rivers..." Grima mumbled, pointing a finger at the ceiling "They followed him as he goes through the sky, and when he leaves the sky they look for him all night. Frith made the animals and birds, but when he first made them they were all the same. The sparrow and the kestrel were friends and they both ate seeds and flies. And the fox and the rabbit were friends and they both ate grass. And there was plenty of grass and plenty of flies, because the world was new and Frith shone bright and warm all day." Grima went on, Lanea snacked gently on her grapes, letting every little fruit burst in her mouth; sweet, crisp, and juicy the grapes were.

"Now El-ahrairah was among the animals in those days and he had many wives. He had so many wives that there was no counting them, and the wives had so many young that even Frith could not count them, and they ate the grass, the dandelions, the lettuces, and the clover. And El-ahrairah sas the father of them all." Grima muffled as she chewed on her block of cheese, the sounds of it mushing between her teeth and lips snacking made Lanea scoff at how much the demon enjoyed the taste of something creamy, salty, yet zangy.

"After a time the grass began to grow thin and the rabbits wandered everywhere, multiplying and eating as they went. Then Frith said to El-ahrairah, 'Prince Rabbit, if you cannot control your people, I shall find ways to control them. So mark what I say.' But El-ahrairah would not listen and he said to Frith, 'My people are the strongest in the world, for they breed faster and eat more than any of the other people. And this shows how much they love Lord Frith, for of all the animals they are the most responsive to his warmth and brightness. You must realize my lord, how important they are and not hinder them in their beautiful lives.'" Grima continued, Lanea took a sip of her tea.

She was astonished how Ms. Li remembered the story so well, but with every good story, there's bad pieces to it. And Lanea was ready for what Grima's story had to offer, "Seems like El-ahrairah is going to put his rabbits through hell with what he just said to the great Frith, huh?" She asked, putting a hand on her face and resting her elbow on her knee. "Now now now, Lanea. I don't do spoilers, I refuse to have unlimited questions during my story telling." Grima replied, she rested her back against the arm rest and looked at the ceiling.

"Frith could've killed El-ahrairah at once, but he had a mind to keep him in the world, because he needed him to sport, jest, and play tricks. So he determined to get the better of him, not by means of his own power but by means of trick. He gave out that he would hold a great meeting and at that meeting he would give a present to every animal and bird, to make each one different from the rest. And all the creatures set out to go to the meeting place. But they all arrived at different times, because Frith made sure it would happen so. And when the black bird came, he gave him his beautiful song, and when the cow came, he gave her sharp horns and the strength to be afraid of no other creature. And so in their turn came the fox, stoat, and weasel. And to each of them Frith gave the cunning and the fierceness and the desire to hunt, slay, and eat the children of El-ahrairah. And so they went away from Frith full of nothing but hunger to kill the rabbits." Grima kept on going with the story, one of her legs were hanging off the couch, swinging back and forth.

She had all of her eyes closed and sometimes opened two on the right side to see if Lanea's face changed. But it remained aloof. "I had a feeling Frith was up to something. Then again, he'd have to be, after what El-ahrairah has said. I'd be out for blood too." Lanea said putting her cup down, she held a finger up and pointed it at Grima, who only nodded her head and waited patiently for the little witch to finish.

"I think most of us would be... Where was I, hmm...?"

"Well, you stopped at carnivores being out for rabbit blood..."

"Oh yes, everyone's gift, thank you."

"I wonder if El-ahrairah will receive a gift..." Lanea trailed off, she leaned forward and rested herself on Grima's large thigh, slowly crossing her arms and resting her chin on them. Ms. Li did nothing, she didn't mind it. "Now, all this time El-ahrairah was dancing and mating, boasting that he was going to Frith's meeting to receive a great gift. And at last he set out for the meeting place. But as he was going there, he stopped to rest on a sandy hillside. And while he was resting, over the hill came flying the dark swift, screaming as he went, 'News! News! News!' For you know, this is what he has said ever since that day. So El-ahrairah called up to him and said, 'What news?' 'Why,' said the swift, 'I would not be you, El-ahrairah. For Frith has given the fox and the weasel cunning hearts and sharp teeth, and to the cat he has given silent feet and eyes that can see in the dark, and they are gone away from Frith's place to kill and devour all that belongs to El-ahrairah.' And he dashed on over the hills. And at that moment El-ahrairah heard the voice of Frith calling, 'Where is El-ahrairah? For all the others have taken their gifts and gone and I have to come to look for him.'" Grima informed, cutting herself another block of cheese. She quickly bit into it, chewing it quickly before swallowing it, then repeating what she did.

"Then El-ahrairah knew that Frith was too clever for him and he was frightened. He thought that the fox and the weasel were coming with Frith and he turned to the face of the hill and began to dig. He dug a hole, but he had dug only a little of it when Frith came over the hill alone. And he saw El-ahrairah's bottom sticking out of the hole and sand flying out in showers as the digging went on. When he saw that he called out ' My friend, have you seen El-ahrairah, for I am looking for him to give him my gift?' 'No,' answered El-ahrairah, 'I'm busy. The fox and the weasel are coming. If you want to bless me you can bless my bottom, for it is sticking out of the hole." Grima muffled, Lanea let out a chuckle. "Bless his bottom, eh?" She groaned "Now now Lanea, the story is coming to a close." Grima cooed, Lanea placed her chin on her forearms, continuing to stare at the spider plant.

Waiting for her to finish another block of cheese.

"Then, Frith felt himself in friendship with El-ahrairah, because of his resourcefulness, and because he would not give up even when he thought the fox and the weasel were coming. And he said, 'Very well, I will bless your bottom as it sticks out of a hole. Bottom, be strength and warning speed forever and save the life of your master. Be it so!' And as he spoke, El-ahrairah's tail grew shining white and flashed like a star: and his back legs grew long and powerful and he thumped the hillside until the very beetles fell of the grass stems. He came out of the hole and tore across the hill faster than any creature in the world and Frith called after him, 'El-ahrairah, your people cannot rule the world, for I will not have it so. All the world will be your enemy, Prince with a Thousand Enemies, and whenever they catch you, they will kill you. But first they must catch you, digger, runner, listener, prince with a swift warning. Be cunning and full of tricks and your people shall never be destroyed.' And El-ahrairah knew then that although he would not be mocked, yet Frith was his friend. And every evening, when Frith has done his days work and lies calm and easy in the red sky, El-ahrairah, his children, and his children's children come out of their holes and feed and play in his sight, for they are his friends and he promised them that they can never be destroyed." Grima finished, leaving her doll faced friend in awe.

The story made her feel, strong. Although a rabbit is small and weak, it was strong in it's own way.

"Are there anymore?"

"Hmm?"

"Are there anymore stories Ms. Li, surely that can't be the end of El-ahrairah's story."

"There are more stories, but all in do time."

Lanea sighed before getting up from the couch. Grima got up and dusted off her black silked backless romper before looking at the clock; it was passed moonrise. "Alright girl, put ya suit on. We're going out for a little fun." Lanea nodded her head before retreating to her room, as she changed into her outfit she wondered what other stories of the Rabbit Prince Grima would tell next? What made him so great? Were there any other rabbits just like El-ahrairah? But like Grima said.

All in due time.

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Well, there's that, off to the next chapter with me. Hope you liked it, I thought it be nice since Lanea likes stories. Watership Down is both Grima and my favorite story (It took me four days to read it completely) so you will be hearing her reference a lot of insults, stories, and words from the book alot. Once again, thank you, and I will see you again soon...

Oh, and don't forget to check out @askmrvandmsli any questions you got for them they'll answer as best as they can. So ask 'em whatever... Bye now!

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The Sweethearts ft @clevermentalitybeliever

Amazing art work done by: @gaaebolg

Another Valentine's day gift for my friend, wanted to give her it both together not separately.

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I was gonna wait 'til Christmas to post this but I just cannot! I'm so in love with how my amazing waifu @gaaebolg drew this, waking up to this has made my day completely, do check this amazing woman out!

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I loved them both so much, I'm posting them both, I thank my amazing and talented friend @gaaebolg for creating these beautiful artworks for me, you brought the polyamorous relationship between V, Ms. Li (my oc), and my friend @clevermentalitybeliever oc (Lanea) to life! I can't thank you enough. Can't wait to ask for more commissions!!!