Title: Mittens
Character/Pairing: Mag Launcher/Chain Gun
Set: 1; Theme: 1 (Codename)
Disclaimer: I don't own Evolution Worlds. -sigh-
Summary: magxchain It's been a long while since they returned to Panam Town, and Mag and Chain have surprisingly found a connection. Though, in a fit of boredom, Mag decides to have a little fun.

"What Mag?"

"We need nicknames."

Chain sat up from her spot on the ground, raising an eye-brow at the man beside her. "What?" They had been 'dating' for a quite a few years now, and now in their twenties, Chain hadn't really been expecting such a thing from the Laucher kid... Well... maybe she did a little, but still. "What are you talking about now, Launcher?"

"Well..." Mag sat up as well, to more or less meet Chain's eyes. They had grown at bit, thankfully. Possibly even a bit taller than Linear, who, oddly enough, hadn't grown a bit since the first time she came to Pannam Town. "I've been reading these books lately, and see... These couples always seem to come up with cute names for each other. Doesn't sound fun?" He smiled gently, making Chain blush slightly.

She stared at him, stunned for a moment, "You're reading romance novels...?"

The boy nodded, and she stood up.

"That's it, I don't want you reading any more of those damn books."

She began to walk away when Mag called her back, "Wait, Chain, where are you going?"

"To burn those... those things you read!"

"Wha?" He got up to his feet and ran in front of her, "You can't do that! I spent a lot of those..."

Chain huffed and made to walk around him, disheartened slightly when he moved in front of her again. "Now listen Launcher, those things got you thinking crazy." She tried to push him out of the way, but he began to push back. Neither were ever the type to really go soft on one another often, so pushing lead to shoving...

Mag used his cyframe arm to grab her shoulder and force her down to the ground, then looking down at her triumphantly. "What's the matter, stud-muffin? Are you afraid?"

St... stud-muffin? "What did you say?" She asked, feeling slighlty enraged, but she couldn't stop the blood from rushing to her face. She was blushing madly, she just knew it. "Don't you dare start calling me that..."

"What's that you said, fluffy cakes?"

"Mag Launcher!" She jumped up, fully intending on pummeling her sometimes annoying boyfriend. She swung her cyframe at his abdomen, but missed terribly. By now, Mag was used to her moves, and had found numerous ways around them. She had to fix that... "Why are you running, you chicken!"

"Sorry I value my intestines, mittens."

Chain gritted her teeth, Mag was so lucky no one was around to hear them. "Mag, that's- that's just humiliating!"

"I think mittens is a cute name." Both of them looked up to the front door of the Launcher Mansion to see Linear standing at the top of the stairs, smiling down at them. Chain blushed again, feeling a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. There was no way in hell she was going to be called mittens... She turned around, ready to knock him out with the first thing she could find, but found her face buried in soft fabric.

Mag was embracing her lightly, nuzzling her hair. "See? Linear has good taste."

It wasn't often she was hugged like that, so Chain just stood there... She'd let his absurd behavior slide this time. "Yeah well, just don't make it a habit.."