**f/f = favorite flavor

Hot. Extremely hot. Sizzling.

California summers were the worst, but with the drought happening, it seemed to double. Y/n L/n was in a f/c tank top and grey shorts, lying in 104 Degree (Fahrenheit) heat. 'Too warm,' she thought. The air conditioning seemed to do nothing. She casually fell from the couch onto the floor, being to hot to even do anything else. Groaning, she rolled onto her stomach and stared at the white ceiling. "Bored, bored, booooored." She sat up and slowly began walking towards the kitchen hoping there was a sugary cool amazing thing such as....

"WHERE THE FUCK IS THE ICE CREAM?!" Y/n's scream could be heard from the house. She reached into her freezer and felt no container that held coolness. She screeched again and went back to the couch, nuzzling her face into a pillow. 'ugh, who could I call to do my bidding?' she thought. With slow realization she hopped up and called her best friend--

"Summoner!" Y/n said in a fake panicky voice.

"Whoa, Y/n what's up?" Summoner's smooth voice said through the cell.

"I need to say this fast. Humans tend to melt if they are in extreme heat!" The girl said tensely. "I have to have a special tonic to remain human!"

Summoner's breath quickened. "Wa1t, wa1t, what?!"

"I'll melt like snow! The tonic is called Ben and Jerry's in the freezer section of the weird food place we went to remember?! Help, I'm..." Y/n began trailing off. She pretended to faint, dropping the phone on the ground, the call still going.

"Sh1t, Y/n!" Summoner hung up the phone and the mischievous girl smiled. Of course this was a cruel thing to do to a person who knew nothing of humans, but it did feel like she was melting. She got a text that said that the troll was grabbing as much as he could. Y/n started giggling and didn't respond.

Five minutes passed and she could already here footsteps. She quickly lied down as if sick and called "Come in!" The door was almost broken from the agitated troll's state. "Y/n, you're okay, r1ght? Gog, how do you not remember to take a certa1n tonic?" The Summoner's voice called out. He put a f/f ice cream scoop in a bowl and grabbed a spoon. You grabbed the bowl and ate about half the bowl before sitting up. "Thanks, Summoner, you really helped me out," The lying girl said, almost giggling. The Summoner put on a cool look, trying to look as if he wasn't panicking five seconds ago. "No problem doll, don't want my favorite human to melt, do we?" He said nonchalantly. Y/n couldn't take it anymore. She burst out laughing. "Wh-what's wrong doll?" The male troll looked afraid for a few seconds. "1s your bra1n melted??" Y/n laughed harder and said, "Oh, Summoner. I love you, you gullible troll!" And started laughing again.

Least to say the Summoner was extremely pissed after she explained she wasn't going to melt. She just wanted ice cream and was too lazy. The Summoner huffed and stayed on one corner of the couch. "Aw, Summoner, I'm sorry." He refused to move. "Please have some ice cream too?" He grabbed a bowl and was munching ice cream while maintaining a soft glare at the girl. Y/n giggled and hugged her friend. "Love you buddy," She said, not realizing she basically confessed to her flush crush. The Summoner's ears perked and he slyly said, "Oh really now?" Y/n realized her mistake way too late and she went bright red. "I-I meant platonic," She stuttered. Summoner made a disbelieving noise and picked up the girl, hugging her. "F1nally you adm1t 1t! You love me, doll." She fought the lung-crushing hug and repeatedly said, "No, no, no!" After about five minutes, she gave up and lied on the tall troll. "Fine..." She grumbled. The Summoner chuckled and kissed her on the cheek, making her erupt into red again. "Well, t1me to tell everyone we're matespr1tes now, r1ght?" He says teasingly, peeling the girl off. He rushed to the door, the girl for once in her life running for something important. "SUMMONER, YOU BETTER NOT!" She screeched. He turned in the doorway and pecked her on the lips, stopping her. "Been want1ng to do that for a wh1le, doll. 1'll be back soon!" and he cheekily waved ad he flew off on his Fanta orange wings.

Y/n stayed shell-shocked in the doorway.

Hot. Extremely hot. Sizzling.

And that wasn't because of the temperature.