Twenty four laps in the morning

*knock*

- /yawn/ Who is it?

- It's me, Kyle. Can we talk?

- ... come in.

- /opens door/ Wha-

- You need to get something? Do i have to get up?

- /closes door/ Yes you have! Get up and get out there, this is serious!

- Ughh... /doesn't do her hair/gets out/

- Most fairies have had lunch already.

- I'm not most fairies and you love me for it.

- Yeah, about that...

- ... About my sleep schedule?

- Are you kidding me.

- That's just how I am when barely awake.

- Then let's get some wind in your face to freshen you up. Race you to the top of The Big Tree.

- Laps?

- 24.

- That's a very specific number.

- The tree's big and you're sleepy...

- I'm gonna go easy on you.

- Please do.

- So there's this serious thing I've been talking about /cough/ Those 24 laps were the amount of hours per day I spend thinking about you. Which is, well, 24. I keep thinking that you'll love something, or how would you react to things. When I'm asleep, well, you're in my dreams too. So yeah, I like you. A whole lot. And more than that. Would you mind dating me?..

- ... Am i still dreaming?

- Nope. We raced specifically so you'd wake up, I confessed my undying love for you and I'm, uh, kinda waiting for an answer and getting kinda worried about it.

- ... I like you too. A whole lot. So yeah. Let's go out.

- Oh thank god /hugs/

- You're the single most valuable treasure I've found in my life.

- I've been waiting for a scout pun this whole time.