Evolution Worlds, Mag/Linear, Opposites, #03 Friends
Title: Present
Author: sodapop_mermaid
Fandom: Evolution Worlds
Characters/Pairing: Mag/Linear
Table: Opposites
Prompt: #03 Friends
Rating: G or K
Warnings: Minor spoilers for the game.
Word Count: 445
Summary: Mag tries to make Linear feel like a member of the family by giving her his most valuable possession.
Notes: Part of the Mag/Linear series. Story 02/10.
It was such a cold, strange place.
Linear was huddled in a corner of the sofa watching the wind blow snowflakes around outside of the window. She couldn't help feeling out of place. Asroc made her a promise, saying she would be safe here. Why, then, was she so afraid?
Gre was busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen adjacent to the family room. Each time he moved the skillet around on the stove, it made a terrible clanging noise, frightening Linear. She would clap her hands over her ears and curl up into a protective ball, readying herself for the worst. Everyone she met wanted to hurt her.
Peering out through her fingers, Linear spotted Asroc's young son, Mag, plodding down the stairwell. He stretched his little arms above his head and yawned loudly. A smile illuminated his sleepy features as she spied Linear shyly staring up at him through her hands.
"Good morning, Linear." He chirped, slowly approaching the couch and sitting next to her. Pulling the ancestral ocarina out of his jacket, he smiled back at her and started to play. The melody was a little naive and erratic but soothing somehow.
Tilting her head, Linear watched the instrument curiously. She couldn't understand where the spritely song was coming from within the small ocarina. She had to know how it worked. She wanted to learn.
"Wanna try?" Mag asked and pressed the ocarina into Linear's open palm. He positioned it just above her mouth and whispered, "Just blow into it."
She did as directed, and was surprised at the funny sound that came out. Scooting closer to Mag, she silently requested further instruction by lifting the ocarina away from her lips and holding it out to him.
"Oh, you like it?" Mag laughed, startling her a bit. He frowned at her reaction, calming himself and staring down at the ocarina. A thought crossed his mind; Linear was a member of his family but she didn't feel like one. It was up to him, as the temporary patriarch, to make her feel welcome.
The only object she'd shown any interest in was the ocarina.
"I want you to have this, Linear." He said hesitantly, returning the instrument to her.
She cocked her head to one side, obviously confused by his gesture. She tried to give it back to him but he politely refused, "The ocarina is yours. Now you can play it whenever you want!"
Linear smiled slightly.
It didn't take long for the student to surpass her teacher. She would come to treasure his prized possession more than anything she was ever given, and in time, the boy who'd given it to her.
Author: sodapop_mermaid
Fandom: Evolution Worlds
Characters/Pairing: Mag/Linear
Table: Opposites
Prompt: #03 Friends
Rating: G or K
Warnings: Minor spoilers for the game.
Word Count: 445
Summary: Mag tries to make Linear feel like a member of the family by giving her his most valuable possession.
Notes: Part of the Mag/Linear series. Story 02/10.
It was such a cold, strange place.
Linear was huddled in a corner of the sofa watching the wind blow snowflakes around outside of the window. She couldn't help feeling out of place. Asroc made her a promise, saying she would be safe here. Why, then, was she so afraid?
Gre was busy preparing breakfast in the kitchen adjacent to the family room. Each time he moved the skillet around on the stove, it made a terrible clanging noise, frightening Linear. She would clap her hands over her ears and curl up into a protective ball, readying herself for the worst. Everyone she met wanted to hurt her.
Peering out through her fingers, Linear spotted Asroc's young son, Mag, plodding down the stairwell. He stretched his little arms above his head and yawned loudly. A smile illuminated his sleepy features as she spied Linear shyly staring up at him through her hands.
"Good morning, Linear." He chirped, slowly approaching the couch and sitting next to her. Pulling the ancestral ocarina out of his jacket, he smiled back at her and started to play. The melody was a little naive and erratic but soothing somehow.
Tilting her head, Linear watched the instrument curiously. She couldn't understand where the spritely song was coming from within the small ocarina. She had to know how it worked. She wanted to learn.
"Wanna try?" Mag asked and pressed the ocarina into Linear's open palm. He positioned it just above her mouth and whispered, "Just blow into it."
She did as directed, and was surprised at the funny sound that came out. Scooting closer to Mag, she silently requested further instruction by lifting the ocarina away from her lips and holding it out to him.
"Oh, you like it?" Mag laughed, startling her a bit. He frowned at her reaction, calming himself and staring down at the ocarina. A thought crossed his mind; Linear was a member of his family but she didn't feel like one. It was up to him, as the temporary patriarch, to make her feel welcome.
The only object she'd shown any interest in was the ocarina.
"I want you to have this, Linear." He said hesitantly, returning the instrument to her.
She cocked her head to one side, obviously confused by his gesture. She tried to give it back to him but he politely refused, "The ocarina is yours. Now you can play it whenever you want!"
Linear smiled slightly.
It didn't take long for the student to surpass her teacher. She would come to treasure his prized possession more than anything she was ever given, and in time, the boy who'd given it to her.