The golden guard was one of the most feared people on the isles. Rumors circled that he could murder with his mere hands. The people of the Boiling Isles thought him to be the judge, jury, and executioner.

The very same golden guard who was trying to figure out which shade of yellow his armor should be to impress his crush, while Darius judged him. Hunter had stuttered out a "you're cute ok bye" the last time he saw her, and after telling Darius that, it was time for the abomination head coven to step in and help this disaster.

"So, I think the normal color is fine." Darius put in his input, earning a grumble from Hunter.

"No, Willow's already seen that. Maybe this one?" He held up a pastel yellow. "Nah, too bright."

"Where will you even be seeing her?" Darius asked.

"I'm surveying people's houses today, and her dads' house is on the list." He replied, brushing dirt off his cloak.

"You do realize the people leave first, right?" The other sighed.

"What?!" Hunter looked at Darius, confused, then sad. "Damnit."

"I'm sure there are other ways for you to see your crush, Little Prince, but I'm surprised you still didn't know that." Darius chuckled, shaking his head.

Hunter looked down, sad, and Darius patted Hunter's head.

"Hey, I know one of dads. Her last name is Park, right?" When Hunter nodded, Darius continued. "So I can arrange something."

Hunter noticably brightened. "Really?"

Darius nodded and Hunter smiled.

'Dear Titan, this boy is hopeless.' Darius thought. 'He needs to have a normal teen life though.'