Disclaimer: I do not own Dreamfall: The Longest Journey.
I wrote this for my sister for Christmas, it's a conversation between Kian and April. Not very good, but hopefully still cute.
Tap, tap, tap..
April Ryan tapped her quill angrily against the side of her desk.
…tap, tap, tap…
'Stupid, annoying, aggravating, mean-guy-Azadi-thing' she thought angrily.
…tap, tap, tap…
"Yes?" came annoyed voice from the other side of the large tent.
"Oh I'm sorry," said April in a falsely sweet voice, "was I disturbing you?"
The man furrowed his brows, creating creases in his dark visage, "slightly."
"My apologies," she said turning back towards the map she had been working on previously.
"I can't help but wonder…" started the man again, "If you find yourself annoyed by me?" There was a trace of a smirk in his voice.
"Annoyed?" she asked through gritted teeth, "Why would I be annoyed?"
"April we really should talk about this…"
"Talk about what?" she asked, raising her voice slightly, her patience with the once-Azadi ebbing away.
"I didn't mean to override your decision, it's just that your methods – ."
"- And what about my methods?" and April indignantly, rising from her seat, "They worked fine for everyone before you decided to switch sides and undermine my authority."
"You were the one that showed me to your side," he said rising as well, "You were the one that showed me the error of my ways. So, do not stand there and be angry with me for choosing your side."
"Kian, I'm not mad at you for choosing our side," she said, cooling slightly.
Kian looked taken back, "Well… ohkay…"
"I'm mad at you for thinking you can control it!"
Kian laughed, "So now it comes out. You are worried about losing your authority to a lowly Azadi?"
"I am not worried about losing my authority! My men would follow me into Sadir itself if I asked them!"
"Then why do you find yourself so vexed with me!" he asked angrily.
"Because! Because…" she said, searching for a reason, "because I can't tell you!" She said sticking out her tongue at the man to emphasize her point.
"Is it because I was once Azadi?" he asked slowly.
"No, it's not because you were an Azadi, Kian. As I've told you before."
"Is it because you find yourself attracted to me?"
"I-what!" she said looking up from her map abruptly, "What did you say?"
"Nothing," said Kian innocently.
"No Kian, what did you say?"
"Nothing, it doesn't matter."
"I'm not attracted to you, don't be silly Kian. I have no reason to be," she said sitting back down at her desk. "Which troops do you think we should send with the medicine to Marcuria?"
"I am never going to understand you, am I?" he asked smirking.
"Not many people do," said April under her breath.
"That is not a 'no'," he said, hearing her. He smiled again.
"It's not a 'yes' either," she said not looking up from her map. She could feel her cheeks growing warm.
"We have time," he said settling back to his desk.
"If you think so," said April, rolling her brown eyes.
"And I think that time would go much easier-."
"If what?" asked April looking up from her map, raising an eyebrow.
"If you just admitted you're infatuated with me," he said smirking.
"I-What!" gasped April, shocked. "Let's get this straight Azadi. I am not, and never will be infatuated with you. Understand?"
"If you think so," he said mimicking her words.
"You are so infuriating," she said through clenched teeth.
"Yes," he said, "I think Brynn's troops could handle the load of medicine, they've been training."
"I'm not attracted to you," she said glaring at the piece of parchment where her map was drawn.
"What does that have to do with the load of medicine?" he asked, looking up.
"Nothing," she said flushing, "I'm just saying I'm not."
"So noted," he said nodding, "About the shipment. -."
"- Plus, you and I wouldn't work out at all," she interrupted, "We think differently."
"That could be a problem."
"Yea-what?" she asked, startled, "Why would that be a problem?"
"Because I suppose we would disagree," he said shrugging.
"But sometimes disagreement is good," she said, furrowing her dark eyebrows, "It opens up the mind."
"Which is good."
"No, we still wouldn't work."
He laughed, "And why is that?"
"Because, you're too calm."
"Pardon?" he asked raising an eyebrow.
"Our child would be a wuss."
"Wuss? I'm sorry I don't understa-."
"I mean they would get picked on."
Kian blinked, "So," he said slowly, "let me get this straight. We wouldn't work because our child would be picked on."
"But you and I have both been leaders; our child would be strong-willed."
She mulled over this, "I suppose."
"So we would work?"
"Because you're attracted to me?" he asked.
April flushed, "No, wait!"