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Really should know better.

Characters: Fionna, Open
Date:December 9th
Summary: Mistletoe mischief! Also, I had just missed the one last year:(
Warnings: None yet.

A gloom had come over many of her friends, and it was bringing Fionna down...almost. After all, the weather was changing, and there was something about the way the weather had changed that made Fionna feel happy. If her friends weren't going to be happy, she could at least try for them, right?

And what was the best way to do that but to try to get into a festive mood? Fionna was in the gardens, putting flowers in her hair, her hair combed neatly and flowing a little longer than usual out of her hat. It would have surprised even Cake back home: she had never looked this primped up.

Of course, this would have actually been a good idea to look at Alice's post, but like most alerts, Fionna had missed them and was walking around the gardens, seeing what food she could gather in the treefort later. True, she was really only there half the time, but you never knew what you would need later, right?

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"Oh my, how fancy," Amamiya joked, moving towards the kitchen. "I'm surprised."

She had been expecting...big bloody steaks or something.

"Yeah well," Fionna bowed her head slightly, looking awkward, "I figured I'd go light, try somethin' new. I didn't want us all too bloated and tired to not do anything."

Yes, this was actually a valid concern for her. Fionna thought this night had to be perfect.

"Thank you for going to all this trouble. It's really quite lovely."

She gave Fionna a kiss on the cheek, and then sat down at the table.

"Hey, you know me! It's not and trouble for people I care about, and you're at the top of the list!"

She flushed happily with the kiss, then sat down, fidgeting slightly with her hair.

"Uh, sorry, still getting the hang of this!"

"Don't worry," Amamiya said with a chuckle. "It's just as new to me."

Amamiya took the salad and began piling some onto her plate.

"I don't think we should eat too much, anyway," she commented. "I wouldn't want to feel bloated when we...you know."

Fionna took a little, chomping on it thoughtfully.

"Nah, I wouldn't anyway, I'd be way too nervous!" She smiled sheepishly. "But I'm also kinda not, you know?"

"Actually, I don't," she admitted. "I'm more just nervous-nervous."

She was doing a reasonable job of hiding it, but she was nonetheless.

Fionna smiled. "Hey, that's fine. We can take our time, just relax an stay close if you want!"

She reached over and lightly put her hands on the girl's shoulders. "If you feel bothered about anything, we can always stop. I want this to be special, with both of us happy."

"You too," Amamiya said, placing her hands on top of Fionna's. "I know you're not as comfortable as you act. Don't think you have to pretend for my sake."

Fionna giggled. "Well yeah, I'm nervous. I never done anything like this with anyone, and all the stuff people would say about it would kinda freak me out a little. Like, what if you don't like it, or what if you just stop and tell me you really don't wanna do that. It's like...its like I'm naked, with no sword and no backpack and I gotta fight a monster all by myself."

"Fionna. In this case, if you're naked...you're doing something right."

"Naked. Yeah."

It was safe to say that Fionna was blushing up a storm. Sure, they had sort of seen each other a little like that, but after all this time, and all they'd been through? That would be something special. Just the idea of seeing Amamiya like that brought a flush of good feelings down her back.

"So, um. How would we even start?"

"Okay. Well, first, let's finish dinner before worrying about that."

It would be a shame to waste all of this food.

"Y-yeah, of course!" Fionna said, unknowingly stuffing her face. Fionna was very good at a lot of things, but subtly was not one of her usual gifts. She did marvel at the food then turned to Amamiya.

"Hope you're hungry!"

As a matter of fact, she was. She attacked her salad relentlessly, and then took a fair-sized piece of the quiche onto her plate. She was eating kind of fast, actually; she was in a hurry to get through dinner, to what waited after it.

Oh man, so she actually wanted to get this done fast too? Fionna couldn't help it: she grinned in Amamiya's direction, more than a little charmed that the girl broke her usual serious demeanor to be a little less formal.

There was also the fact that Amamiya was just kind of a nervous eater. Whatever the cause, though, she cleared her plate before long, and pushed back from the table. She was ready to move on.

Fionna was genuinely surprised. No one ever actually her when it came to food!

Which, considering what was happening next, made her pretty happy.

"Yeah, I'm kinda done too."

"Good," Amamiya said. The nerves were back, and she was wringing her hands without realizing it. This was it. There was literally nothing between her and Fionna and the bedroom.

"So...so. Should we go to the bedroom? Or-or maybe we could start on the couch?"

Yup, that was true: It was them versus their nerves, and Fionna was way too accommodating to let Amamiya feel too awkward. She flexed her fingers, running one hand lightly over her hair.

"The bedroom would probs be more comfy. Let's go in there."

Amamiya nodded. Then she tried to walk towards the bedroom...and it took her a few moments to get started. Her feet just wouldn't move. But she forced her way through the mental block, and suddenly everything seemed easier. She'd come this far, hadn't she? What was the big deal?

She sat down on the edge of the bed, carefully tucking her skirt under her, and watched as Fionna followed her in.

Fionna watched the girl, knowing that just doing this was a big step. Technically, it was one for both of them, but she knew well enough that Amimiya needed to be looked after for this. She would be ok.

She sat next to her, lightly touching her hair. "I never got to thank you, for all the hair tips. It looks a lot nicer, thanks to you."

Amamiya smile, and laid her head on Fiona's shoulder. "It was no problem," she said. "We long-haired girls have to stick together, after all."

She tilted her head, bringing it in for a kiss.

Fionna grinned. "I got no problem sticking by you. You'd have to tear me away!"

The bunny hatted girl had no problem moving into the kiss, pulling Amamiya closer to her and feeling the girl's hair between her fingers. If you had asked Fionna what she would have liked right now, it was this, snuggled close to the girl that made an impact the first moment they met.

Amamiya pressed backwards onto the bed, slowly lowering them both down until they were laying beside one another, kissing all the while. Then she broke the kiss, and reached up to pull Fionna's hat off.

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