The Songs Notebook
Some context: Tempest is very jealous of her notebook, not only because it's where she writes her music and lyrics, but also for another reason...Tempest: Hunter give it back!
Hunter: Why
Tempest: Of course I'll get angry! Give it back to me now! she hops to reach his hand
Hunter: What is it? You can't reach it~?
Tempest: stamps her foot on the ground I'm not short! I'm... average size!
Hunter: Mhm sure, in a few years you'll reach Kikimora.
Tempest: Stop it! Give me my notebook, now!
Hunter: Why don't you call your mommy
Tempest: she growls as her eyes light up completely orange I said... NOW!
Hunter: O-okay okay gives it back to her What a fuss for a stupid notebook.
Tempest: she takes the notebook from his hands, hisses at him and pouts with her nose up, clutching the notebook in her arms
Hunter: Is it possible to know what do you write on that thing?
Tempest: she sits on the bed None of your business.
Hunter: ...I'll take it back if you don't tell me.
Tempest: gasps You just have to try!
Hunter: he approaches her face with a grin Don't tempt me now that I'm curious~
Tempest: she lowers her ears, looks at the golden notes of the cover and touches them
Hunter: So?
Tempest: sighs Okay, I'll tell you she looks at him seriously But you have to promise me that you won't tell anyone.
Hunter: Tsk. C'mon!
Tempest: Promise me!
Hunter: Okay!
Tempest: she tears a feather from her arm and shows it to him Swear it.
Hunter: looks at the feather she holds in her fingers raising an eyebrow and then at her Is this a joke?
Tempest: We harpies do this to keep a secret
Hunter: So? I should pluck myself?? Do I look like a bird to you?!
Tempest: she rolls her eyes and pulls a hair from his tuft
Hunter: OUCH!
Tempest: Now swear.
Hunter: snorts I promise I won't tell anyone.
Tempest: smiles Good~
Hunter: Come on sits next to her Tell me this secret before I change my mind.
Tempest: looks down Mommy doesn't want me to talk about our family situation... takes a deep breath clutching the notebook I-it was a gift from my dad... I don't see him very often and this notebook is all I have of his...
Hunter: he stays silent for a little looking down ...Oh well, at least you have a father
Tempest: she looks worried at him and hugs him
Hunter: W-what are you doing?!
Tempest: she lets him go right away Sorry, I thought you needed it-
Hunter: Need that??
Tempest: she raises an eyebrow Don't you know what a hug is?
Hunter: Of course I know! But I don't like it
Tempest: looks the other way slightly blushing Y-yeah I don't like it neither-
Hunter: ...Temp?
Tempest: Yes?
Hunter: Sorry for before, I didn't know you care this much about that notebook
Tempest: she smiles at him It doesn't matter she looks down You know, this is the first time I talk about this with someone...
Hunter: About the notebook?
Tempest: N-no... she smiles starting to tear up A-about daddy...
Hunter: "Oh Titan- What do I do now?! What do you do in these cases?? WHY ARE THERE NO BOOKS ABOUT IT??!" Uhmm... Tempest? he's about to touch her shoulder
Tempest: she hugs him again
Hunter: "Aaand here we go again." C'mon stop that, I've never seen you act like this
Tempest: I-I can't stop! she keeps crying
Hunter: "In what situation did I put myself in?!" Uhmm... he pats her shoulder a little C'mon...
Tempest: after a while she calms down and lets him go
Hunter: whispers Oh thank the Titan-
Tempest: W-what?
Hunter: Nothing!
Tempest: she wipes her eyes
Hunter: ...You better?
Tempest: Y-yes... she smiles sweetly at him Thank you~
Hunter: Y-yeah yeah, as you please. But don't do that again
Tempest: giggles Okay
Hunter: Yeah...
Little fun fact: Little harpies have this "ritual" of plucking a feather when they have to keep a secret.
Obviously growing up they don't do it anymore, cause it's a child thing, but sometimes they still do it when they make an important promise, to make it more solemn.Oct 30, 2021
#theowlhouseoc
#tohoc
#owlhouseoc
#drawing
#firealpaca
Comments
No comments yet
