"And to think, " Gamba murmured, glassy-eyed, "that I had just been thinking that this dream left a lot to be desired and I was going to try and wake up from it. Nobody pinch me. Nobody!"
And with that, he siezed a plate and a serving spoon, and began interrogating Lassiël about each and every dish on the table. She laughed as he heaped her plate three times higher than she ever would have, 'til she finally cried out "Stop, stop! I don't want to have to feed the leftovers to the dragons! They're so finicky, you know."
He turned to her, then, carrying her plate like a devoted servant and gazing soulfully up into her laughing eyes he said, "Lead on, bright lady, dragons and other creatures notwithstanding! Today I would brave them all."
Lassiël lightly spun in an easy dance-turn, and led the way towards the oak-tree, while Gamba followed, not noticing that he had spilled half the plate.
Behind them both, Cami, sputtering about teenagers and homework assignments and journal entries, poured herself a third glass of wine.
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...down to the water to see the elves dance and sing upon the midsummer's eve.
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