Requested by Orchid_Rain.

I was supposed to finish and put this up yesterday, but I got the new Animal Crossing game and damn it's addictive.

I forgot how cute Amisia is!

An annoyed grunt escapes your lips as you walk out of the freezing water, which was pretty warm to you. You sit the two containers on the soft sand and push your hair from your face, letting out a tired sigh. Once you could see clearly once again you pick up the containers and continue on. Your fins twitch as the cold air hits them, causing you to frown in irritation.

From the corner of your eye you could see the low blooded land dweller avoiding you. They were ducking out of sight just in case, just to avoid your possible wrath. You probably looked pretty intimidating, most likely scowling due to your dripping clothes and hair.

Once you finally escape the leafy terrain and enter the hive lined paved paths. The bandages that were wrapped around your feet were now covered in dirt, but you really couldn't care less. You just wanted get to your destination and get back to your hive before the sun rose.

Once you finally reach the hive, you kick to door. Not in the 'I'm pissed and decided to kick the door in' kind of way, more like 'I can't be screwed putting these containers down so a kick will do' kind of way

You hear a small "coming" call from inside.

Only a moment after the door swings open, revealing Amisia. Her face and frock were covered in 'paint', a grin on her face.

"Ah, youu've finally arrived," she greets, "I was wondering when youu would show uup."

"Yeah, well, I got caught up," you shrug, "hard to fight another violet blood, y'know."

Amisia shrugs, stepping aside to let you in. You enter the hive, sitting the two containers on the table. As soon as you do so Amisia grabs one and opens it, revealing the violet blood you had managed to get from another troll.

"Yeah, pretty sure that troll will come after me some time," you hum, "but the look on his face was hilarious when I just took his blood and let him go."

Amisia doesn't reply for a moment, before her eyes light up.

"Would you like some tea?" she offers.

"Oh, sure," you smile, "but I'll have to be off soon, don't feel like being caught in that hot sun."

"Well, go take a seat;" she tells you, "I'll be right back."

You nod, taking a seat on one of the couches. You glance down at the coffee table, which had a few cans of paint and a couple books sitting on it. The paint cans were recently used, as wet paint still clung to the sides. The books were splashed with dry paint due to Amisia's carelessness with her paints.

You decide to pick up one of the books and begin to read, more like skimming through it. When you hear Amisia coming back, you sit the book back down.

"Here youu go," she hands you the cup; it was tiny in your hands.

"Thanks," you reply, taking a sip.

You look up from your cup to see that Amisia was already up in front of one of her canvases, her new paint already open.

"Wow, straight to it are we?" you smile, taking another sip of tea.

"Of course," she grins, "I can't let such beautiful paint go to waste."

You simply hum in response, your trip from your hive was tiring and you wanted to just sleep. But of course you wouldn't want to be rude to Amisia so you fought against the sleepiness.

~~~

As the night forwards, you continue your conversation with Amisia. The both of you had decided that tomorrow you would both go to a new gallery opening. Amisia had managed to get a few of her older paintings in, but since she had run out of inspiration as of late, she had no new paintings. Which was why you were so happy to see her so happy while painting.

Your cup sits on the table, finished hours ago. You glance outside, noticing that it was probably time that you needed to head off.

"Thank you for having me over," you smile, "but I really must get going."

Amisia looks away from her canvas, a frown on her face.

"Aww, already?"

"Yes, Ami," you chuckle, "I don't really feel like being fried."

You get up from your seat, stretching your back.

"Wait, wait, wait!"

You pause, looking back down at the small blue blood, raising a brow.

"And done!" she exclaims excitedly.

"Really? Can I have a look?"

She nods, gesturing for you to come and have a look. You walk around, when you see the new painting, your face turn a deep violet. The painting was of you, sitting on the small couch, dainty tea cup in hand. The new violet paint decorated your fins and jewellery.

"Me?"

"Yes, since youu got me this lovely colouur, why not uuse it to paint my wonderfuul moirail."

"Well, it looks amazing," you nod, "as all of your paintings do."

You ruffle the small troll's hair, usually she would get angry, but she just leaned into the affection.

"I think I'll ask the gallery to add this to their show."

Oh boy.

"Amisia, I don't-"

"Youu can't stop me," she grins, "it's a wonderfuul piece of art and the best piece I've done in a while."

You sigh, knowing that you couldn't stop her.

"Alright, I'm sure they'll be delighted for another piece of your work." You give up.

"Wonderfuul!"

You lean down and press a kiss to the top of her head, "alright, I'll see you tomorrow."

"Of course," she exclaims, "thank youu for being a wonderfuul muuse."