Ruh Roh (One on One)

She laughed, floating in midair.

"Yep. That's all I use it for."

 

"Well, that was your first mistake."

 

"Woah. Your existence should not depend on whether or not I'm a good person."

 

She pursed her lips before floating up behind him and wrapping her arms around his neck playfully.

"If you die because your pixie friend turns out to be mean, you'll be the laughingstock of the community."

 

"No one will take your research seriously."

 

“How will you say that if you’re dead?”

 

Her laugh was bright in his ear and she pulled away, floating above him.

"Would a mean pixie do that, though?"

 

"You don't seem to understand how this works."

 

She hesitated before giving him a smile.

"Of course, Sam."

 

She raised an eyebrow before smirking.

"Friend. Right."