For I Don't Want To Taste This Poison...

"It isn't MY fault you were cute with your face all red and I couldn't stop myself from making a joke!"

Like that was helping any! Her face continued to flush, and she shook her head and glared at him playfully. It was all in good fun... Sort of. She had to find some way to get back at him after all. Especially after his stupid response to try and make her feel better. Stupid Tin Man! Well, then she realized that was probably why he was saying the wrong thing...

"what's with the silence? I didn't mind that you kissed me... wasn't that the problem?"

Enelya motioned her arms which allowed the two to slowly be let down to the ground. She thanked the branches in her willowy tree speech and looked over at Allen. "You need to rest. Go lie back down now. I'm fine." She smoothed out her hair, finding twigs in it again. Sighing, she knew it wasn't going to be long until there were twigs again. She went to the door of the house, and motioned for him to follow.

"Is it really so hard to answer a question?"

Yes, it was.

"Or is it just an easier way out to ignore it and bottle everything up?"

Enelya smiled, and shrugged. "I guess you and I aren't that different then, huh?" She bit her lip, and pulled a twig out of her hair, playing with it for a moment before tossing it to the side. They both bottled their feelings, but expressed themselves differently. Enelya, positively, while Allen, negatively.

She watched Allen return to the bed, and she could see past the mask of happiness. She didn't like seeing him like this, but what was she supposed to say? I took advantage of the moment, emotions overpowering me, and I'm sorry. No way buster, ain't happening.

He was laughing and such, and Enelya figured they should just forget any of this ever happened. They were just friends. Enelya, you're just being lonely, you need to stop this, she told herself.

Enelya took a deep breath, and pushed everything she felt for Allen besides friendship away. She would never kiss him again, or hug him without a strictly friend feeling behind it. Just because they were friends doesn't mean they would be more. Stupid Enelya, get your act together. Though... She couldn't ignore what the Ocean had told her...

Your fates are intertwined.

What did that mean?

Enelya listened to him speak, and a small smile graced her lips. It was funny... How radically different they appeared, when they were really just the same. Abandonded by loved ones, and big bottles of emotions. She shut the door softly, and went to the kitchen area of the house, and thought of something to make Allen. He must be hungry.

Lemonmint soup sounded wonderful for hurt lungs. The mint would take away the sour, and leave the sweetness of the lemon, and it would taste wonderful. She grinned, and moved quickly through the kitchen. She slammed her hands down on the counterop, which caused mint, lemongrass, lemons, and basil to sprout. She poored some water into a pot, and started making it bowl, tossing the herbs in to get the wonderful taste while she chopped the actual lemon.

"So, Enelya, do you like ponies? They're cute and they go neigh."

Enelya looked over at Allen with a raised eyebrows. Did... He really just say that? Enelya burst into laughter, and nodded her head excitedly. "Yes, ponies are quite adorable! Especially with their cute little stubby legs. They are very thoughtful sweethearts too." Enelya giggled, and returned to the kitchen, a lemony mint smell wafted through the house, and Enelya grinned.

She remembered a particular pony who would always bring Enelya a sunflower, each time she saw him. Sometimes Enelya thought the poor pony was lonely and needed a friend, but really, he just liked giving away flowers. He was a cute kid.

Enelya took the pot off of the burner, and held the handle out from her, stirring the thin liquid excitedly, meshing the flavors together. She went over to Allen's bedside, and nodded as he talked about his love for... What was that? Horsies? Enelya couldn't help but grin at his childish vocabulary. But hey, everyone got excited about something, right? Horses and guitars. She'd have to remember that.

Enelya took out her spoon, and blew on it slightly, and offered Allen a taste. "Lemongrass Mint Soup. It's good for your lungs, try it." She grinned, and once he tasted it, she returned to the kitchen, and threw in the chunks of lemon. She then went to the counter, and grew a tomato, slicing it, and throwing it in the pot as well. It was turning out to be a marvelous soup. She was excited. She loved cooking, and creating things.

"If you want, I mean."

A big smile spread across Enelya's face and she peered into the room Allen was in, and nodded excitedly. "I'd love to! I can't say I know how to ride a horse, but it sounds like fun!!" She quickly started to think about all the different foods they could take on their picnic experience and... wait... Oh nevermind.

As Allen made a face, preparing to be disgusted, Enelya pursed her lips to the side, and knocked Allen lightly on the head playfully. She laughed at his response though. Grass was a tasteless, and horrible plants. Enelya thought grass was only good for padding, and laying down in, not eating. Unless you were a pasture animal. "Glad you think so."

Enelya stirred the soup a bit more, before she turned and watched Allen preform his theatrical display of disbelief. Enelya put her hands on her hips and laughed quietly, watching him. For a Tin Man, he sure did know how to lay on the dramatics. Enelya threw a rag at him, and bursted into laughter.

She went back to the soup, and watched the little dots of red and yellow float in the soup as she stirred it softly.

"I'm going to teach you how to ride a horse," he said. "You'll have so much fun! I'm sure you'll love the noble steeds!! Your legs will probably hurt, but you get used to it after a while."

Enelya looked over to him from the kitchen, and a big smile creased her face, and she nodded. "I can't wait, Allen!" She stirred the soup a bit more, and smelled it, taking in the lemony sweetness. She smiled, and took a sip herself. She tasted wonderful! The misty coolness refreshed her, while she could feel the herbs cleansing her system. It was a lovely feeling indeed.

She cut off the fire, and poked around the kitchen for a bowl. She opened cupboards and cabinets all over the place without any luck. Enelya sighed, and looked in the pantry of all places. Which, for one odd reason or another, there were the bowls. She grinned, and pulled out two. She set them on the counter, and filled one first, letting the armoa fill her nose. She dug out a spoon from a drawer, and stuck it into the soup, and blew on it slightly before bringing it to Allen.

"One Lemongrass Mint soup." She grinned, and waved her arm, which a tree stump sprung from the ground, and set the bowl there, waiting for him to eat it.