Slime Time

Looking over the edge of the floating island that Gerold was currently standing on, he had found his way up to a higher area to admire the glimmering amethyst and enjoy the cool breeze while Alphonse was chasing a purple little birdly slime around the larger island below. The people of the glittery and shiny city didn’t seem to mind, all so friendly as they cooed how sweet of a dragon Al was and how his pure seeming rider was so wonderful to take him on adventures. His patience was slowly coming to an end though, their adventure of out and about all day left him tired and desiring some sort of home cooked meal even if he had to make it himself.

Leaning down to his knees, Abyss tentatively reached his arm out to stroke the slime that looked oh so happy to see him. It jiggled and wiggled in excitement just being pet, he wanted to take it home with him to stroke it all day long. Something he knew he wasn't able to do, considering Gerold had requested it for their bag of slime collection... but.. maybe just a little more petting.

Gently patting the slime, it seemed just a little more was enough for it for now, suddenly bouncing off with a smile down the city. "No, please come back!" though if this ever worked, movies would be a lot shorter than usual. It seemed that the slime was hip hopping their way right into a crowd of people!

“Come here little birdy! Don’t you want to go back with all your lovely friendly faces? THey must miss you so!” Chasing the bird like slime some more, Alphonse sighed as he just let his shoulders slump forward, trudging after it as he knew he’d never catch up but the little birdy would wait until he caught up before leading the way more into people.

Having a seat on the ground himself, Gerold watched the pair of dragons that were under his care chase around two of the remaining four slimes left.

Raising a hand to shield his eyes a little, it was starting to grow dark, a good sign of the dinner time that was to come. Gerold could’t wait, all too ready to sit and read a book for the remaining time of his day, tired of the slime’s antics.

“I almost have it, Gerold!” Al called up, still so determined.

Weaving through the crowd, Abyss did his best to avoid touching anyone. Even when he did accidently bump into someone, they were so nice, apologizing first for not watching where they were going. The cluster of people was so thick though, he inevitably knocked someone over in his hurried steps after the slime. A little more sturdy and not nearly as short, he frantically made sure to apologize first this time, reaching down with an armored hand to help them back to their feet.

It wasn't the first time they had been knocked down today, but goodness, was it an exciting day trying to find his way back home. The rider knew he shouldn't simply go around portal hopping aimlessly, but he had no other choice. "No worries, we were both in a hurry," They smiled, making the dragon tilt its head at them.

Watching the other try to hurry away again, Abyss, grabbed their hand when he noticed them limping slightly. While it might not have been his doing, he was afraid enough of the answer not to ask. "U-Uhm, I'm sorry.. I um.." still holding on to their hand, he wasn't sure how to get the words out properly. Thankfully, the kind stranger blinked with big long lashes at him, but smiled once again, "Actually, would you mind helping me wrap my ankle? I sprained it on my way here and haven't found a good spot to rest yet." More than happy to assist, they yelped when he bent down to pick them up, shoving the frilly skirt down for cover. Abyss wound up apologizing yet again, but was quick to leave the crowd for a nearby bench with a certain happily humming grey slime on it.

It took rather well to the injured rider, crawling up in their lap for a nap as they seemed to be getting tired with the long day too. At least that would make it easier to bring back to Gerold.

Grabbing the bird as it finally landed on a rock, Al held the slime as high as he could to show Gerold who chuckled from the safety of his height. Leaning down into his hands, both the bird slime and Alphonse were so pleased as Al started hsi trek back to his rider, all too ready to put this adventure to bed as well after a long eventful time out and about for these lost things.