Joseph
Chuckles escaped the Sandrain's snout once again as he got his new title granted as his *Pathetic hybrid*, all shits and giggles in between- but Romeo began to like this step of a relationship... Giving each other nicknames just for the fun of sharing one or two giggles. "Ya know- I think I'll never stop being so ridiculous and pathetic just to see you smile more often~" Romeo's smile spread further while being covered in the talons of the dragon he loved- and so the second kiss came, just to be sure Romeo counted the seconds of how long that kiss lastet- which was undoubtedly hard cause that warmth and inner buzzing of his heard made him drift off from reality again -and he proofed his theory just as their snouts touched afterwards. "Oh you-...Again just a second longer. Guess that I will have to make it longer next time-" Romeo nuzzled with his snout under Ametrine's chin again while still holding his talons on the Skywing's shoulders. Eventually Romeo pulled him in for one last hug before they would get to work- and so felt his heartbeat encountering another, having to giggle about Ametrine just having the same excitement behind that so confident and cool facade he tried to play off again. "Naw *My Skywing's* Heart is racing~ guess someone can't calm how their heart feels" The musician chuckled, finally letting go off the Skywing except for one talon still resting on his chest "I get it I get it... I'm telling ya- my decoration skills after we clean up will make you jump outa your scales~" Just as Ametrine went off to supply themselves with buckets of water and soap Romeo already grabbed the broom he left behind while in silence giggling over Ametrine's joke he'd have to be a housemaid if his musical career should somehow fail-

So would their journey begins of defeating the *Mess monster* And turning the *Kingdom* Back to its glory. Romeo began shoving the piles of larger destroyed and burned junk to small piles which could be thrown away easier later on. Hours and hours passed by as they brushed all walls and the smallest corners of the room with precision and care, Romeo might have skilled hands due to his instrument handling... But dragging a brush back and forth, up and down and in circular movements it didn't only make him loose feeling in his talons, but also his shoulders felt sore and heavy. Except for sighs and painful moans the musician wasn't complaining at all- even when he had to fly while scrubbing the ceiling, which was a terrible idea as he realised he could've just used the shelves as support. Out and back in Ametrine and Romeo would cross their paths as the both of them carried the piles out Romeo has swept together, him sliding his tail each time their route crossed his tail under Ametrine's chin while grinning smugly. Obviously Romeo's teasing would escalate as the first sponge landed with a wet soapy thud at his face- to which he replied with a splash from his bucket- and gained another one back to himself. In an contrast the room was now completely blank, all supplies washed and repaired as well... But now Romeo and Ametrine were the ones looking messy.

Romeo had couple of ashy spots in his hair and along his white scales together with some splits of wood stuck in his hair as well- Ametrine didn't have hair that would get him things stuck in- but the black dust stuck to his scales just as much as to Romeo's. Even the water fight barely made any chance- but for the first time Romeo didn't really care how messy he'd be-

„Hehe~ and I thank you for letting me crash in, letting me choke on your spicy food, share my songs with you and letting me be myself while loving you~...And -despite my shoulders feeling like falling off... I liked cleaning your messy *Room of a dragonet*~" Romeo already held himself again him just to realise the kiss wouldn't last as long as his overly in love heart hoped for. So the Sandrain just rolled his eyes with a smile and followed his skywing. „You know what would reeeaaalllyy be awesome now? A late night dinner in some fancy restaurant- on me ofc~" Romeo reminded Ametrine, calling after him putting on the so annoying but charming tone in his voice.
Anna
With a labored sigh he simply pushed him away with a grin. "I don't think I've met a *Cornier* Dragon in all my years, you're absolutely *Terrible*. Pft, if we keep that little habit up, we'll be stuck locking snouts for a whole day - so it might just be easier for you to just *Let me win*." He said with a dignified, proud posture as his proposition as Romeo embraced him with one last hug to which he seamlessly obliged only to snort at Romeo's comment. "Your heart is doing much the same, you know that right?" He rolled his eyes and cringed with a smile at the sandrain's comment about his decoration skills - he had no reason to believe he would be *Terrible* At decor... But something told Ametrine he was playing up his abilities just by the tone of his voice, earning a light, painless thwack on his snout from the skywing's tail.

"Hm, I'm not really one for going out to eat - it's laborious, time consuming - and I can make something *Way* Better than any of the culinary hacks in the plaza." Ametrine held his snout in the air as he walked out of the newly cleaned room and into the kitchen. "Besides - it's certainly more cost effective to make something here. We might have to go out and either catch or buy something though..." His talons brushed on his chin in thought as if he were working out the expenses and details of every option all at once. "Oh- and we have to build your tolerance to anything with more than salt and pepper - if you think that was bad - you should try my dragonbite pepper chili." A mischievous grin crept up his snout as he mentioned one of the hottest peppers in all of Pyrrhia - something that could only be grown in the kingdom of sand next to the famously deadly dragon flame cactus - something about growing the two plants together gave otherwise mundane peppers enough kick to knock a dragon's teeth out of their head. "Though - perhaps that'd be just a touch too much for you - oh and if I ever do make that for you - *Don't* Drink water. It'll make

It about a million times worse. You're better off stuffing your snout with dirt." The more he spoke about it- the more he was tempted to give making it a try - though he didn't have all of the ingredients and- well, he was certainly sore from all the cleaning they had done today. "Fine - I'll entertain the idea of eating at a restaurant, but only this once. I'm not letting you foot the bill entirely though; you should be trying to *Save* The money you made today. Spending it frivolously is perhaps the poorest financial decision you could make until you can confirm those gigs are absolutely authentic offers." 

Ametrine stepped past Romeo - affectionately bumping his snout as he stepped over to the door to his room. "If we're going out... I should at least make an effort to look a little more... Presentable. I'll be right back." He closed the door behind himself and went about rummaging through his drawers and cedar chests for different articles of jewelry - picking out his favorite golden necklace that was strung with tumbled amethyst, red carnelian and brilliant orange fossilized amber. Each gem dangled on its own individual thread of carefully woven gold and as Ametrine turned the gems would seldom clack together softly but just loud enough to be heard from behind the door. The artist also chose a few rings with various warmly colored stones - slipping on on his index talon and saving a few for Romeo to wear... Moons how he hated playing dress up, but he wanted to look good for *Romeo* - not because of the fleeting opinions of dragons that he'd maybe see all of maybe *Once*. 

When he stepped out of the door he was practically shining with precious metals - holding a talonful of things for Romeo to pick from with a bashful, embarassed expression. "I... Picked a few of these out for you - they were mine, but you can have them now. I uh didn't like them *Anyways* So..."
Joseph
"I wouldn't ever doubt that you're Pyrrhia's greatest cook... So please have mercy and don't mix anything into my food that could *Possibly* Kill me~" Romeo's tail couldn't help but make its way under his chin again, obviously each time always facing with the sharp tip away from his scales- it isn't poisonous at all as Ametrine already knew -but noticing Romeo's slight sparks of care for the dragon he loved was nice to see. But when Ametrine continued bragging about how Romeo's plan of taking him out for dinner would become a backstabber for his budget Romeo just rolled his eyes and let out a sigh in annoyance- but still grinned with raised eyebrows towards his so much economical overthinking *Boyfriend*. When Romeo thought clearer about it, they have sealed that they are now a couple, one forged piece as they have promised. „Three moons you steamflake- I promise I won't throw it all outa the window. And we've been working all afternoon... Wouldn't it feel nice to be spoiled by someone for once?" Romeo encountered warmly his snout, even rotating with his movements so the touch would last at least a view seconds longer. He thought at first and just wanted to say something as the door has been closed before his snout. Of course Romeo understood as soon as he heard drawer by drawer being opened, knowing that there where places he still wouldn't have permission to stick his snout in. So the Sandrain waited patiently in front of the door, but started zooming out- which brought him to imagine quite the nice things he could finally do with someone that accepted him the way he was- and even loved one or another detail of his little being. Despite it only being one day- it felt to Romeo that it's been centuries ago when he was freezing his talons on the street, playing for dragons in nearly empty streets just to collect enough coins to pay for a meal which had to bring him through the day.

*Starving... Am I-* Just one meaningless thought crossed his mind as he looked down on his Talons. Since he escaped his abusive mother he barely got any meals that would help him grow into a formal strong dragon...*...-too skinny?* Obviously he's not-...For a rainwing at least. But you'd have to look closer to notice the trails of Rainwing on him, and even for that tribe Romeo wouldn't have much on his bones. Wide, but not too wide shoulders, outstanding hair and scale pattern yeah- but now that he realised he'd be the fragile one, the one to be protected made an old feeling crawl its way up his throat. If his father wouldn't have-...He'd be-...And just then Romeo almost jumped back- ofc his reflexes failing him as the light from that room struck his face. Recovering from the *Sudden shock* Romeo took in silence his time to inspect what has changed- and obviously in a millisecond he noticed various kinds of jewels being held by a golden chain around Ametrine's neck- it's been a while since Romeo has seen such accessories, he couldn't remember exactly how those bible dragons from the plaza were styled- but he could bet Ametrine could compete with them... At least in accessories... For Romeo no one can compete with this wonderful dragon.

„My Skywing- that's uh- a lot of -presentation- you out on-„ Romeo chuckled- obviously falling just again for the dragon that has left hun outside for barely a minute... But to him those accessories didn't appear-...Needed. His gaze also fell onto his talons, seeing those differently formed rings each having a different stone forged into their forms. Then his other talon cut off Romeo's view, opening for him to be nearly blinded by the sparkling shininesses. Rome at first wanted to protest- but then realised being picky about how they look would only make him stand in the middle of their interests, at least that's how he pulled the dots. So he raised his talons, taking with one one of these granted to him rings to try one on. To Romeo's surprise the first ring was slightly loose on his talon- and so the second, and the third-...And... Rome didn't even take the fourth but just rested his talon on Ametrine's which held for Romeo to simply take "I- don't need... I mean- is it necessary to wear such?" Romeo looked up at Ametrine, realising he could've possibly disappoint him with his reaction so he changed his voice back to that jokingly charm. "-You look way too stunning for me... I mean I can't look so *Usual* Beside you. I'll- just stick with that one- means it you're totally fine with one..." He has to obviously squeeze his fingers a bit to prevent the ring from appearing loose on his talon. Romeo still had the earring- which story was still unknown to Ametrine and why he was never taking that small accessory off. Romeo's talon suddenly wandered up to Ametrine's face and held his cheek warmth in his talon. "You know that's actually very sweet- it reminds somewhat of a proposal Pff~"
Anna
"Hm, maybe my cooking's just a clever plot to kill you?~" He mused - giving Romeo one last loving glance before the door was shut behind him - the thought he'd probably be welcoming the sandrain into his room made a faint excess of red spill out from his face as he jumbled through the different drawers and cabinets.

Ametrine seemed to notice something wrong with his lover and bumped his snout against his. "Hey... Are you okay? You looked like you saw a ghost while I was gone." A flash of concern in his mind melded with the subtle sense of anxiety he always seemed to carry around with him - Romeo's story was... Not the happiest to say the least, and he had a feeling there was still so much he didn't know still - but - hopefully from now and until eternity, the two of them would have plenty of time to figure out each other's feelings and pasts. "Pft- well, I have to look my best for my handsome - musically talented boyfriend. I don't want the common folk to think you're going out with just *Any* Skywing." He flipped Romeo's perception of the world on it's head - the whole time the sandrain seemed to worry about the fact that *He* Would be seen with Ametrine - and so Ametrine mused the reverse. "I hope you like it though- the jewelry I mean. I literally haven't worn it for ages - not since that meeting with the queen... But that's a story for another time. This evening should be about *Us*." He chuckled. "It's not necessary - no - more of a cultural norm I don't mind indulging... You don't have to wear any of it though, your rainwing scales dot your body like precious garnets whenever I get under your scales anyways.~" The artist rolled his eyes and pulled Romeo in or a kiss to silence the worries spilling from his mouth- only pulling back to look him in the eyes. "Seems after all the time we've spent together; I've finally found a way to shut your worrying snout up... Seriously. You look *Fine* - I don't care what other dragons think of me when they see me with you..

. You make me feel beautiful in ways no one else has - ever." He chortled and gently tapped Romeo's head with his tail. "Listen- I'll accept being lovers after a day - but getting *Married* - you're going to have to give me some time to think that one over." With a grin, he spun around and started his walk to the door - waiting at the ledge for Romeo with a soft smile. 

The flight back to the plaza was uneventful - though Ametrine was able to pick out the best restaurant - an older looking place that was busy with the hubbub of dragons of all varieties - though still mostly skywings, that was a given due to the location. A waiter stepped over - he was violet skywing with a surprised expression on his face - recognizing not only Ametrine - but Romeo as well as the waiter sat them at a table outside under the sunset and stars that were fading into view - Ametrine jokes. "And just so you know - the musician's mine." He said with a scowl - blowing smoke and sparks fr4om his nostrils that shot the waiter away in an instant before smiling at Romeo. "I thought I'd make it a little mor obvious than it was - I want the whole kingdom - no - all of Pyrrhia to know how I feel about you. I'm not ashamed of you, Romeo." He held his talons over the table and let their tails twine again under the table. "If someone says *Anything* - you know I won't hesitated to burn their face beyond recognition anyways~" Ametrine felt an edge of romance creeping over his heart as he leaned in and kissed Romeo again - each time better than the last- only interrupted by the sound of the half-terrified waiter coming back to take their orders. Ametrine ordered the spiciest dish on the menu of course - and there was a great deal of time before their food would be ready. Plenty of time for Ametrine to spend realizing how much he loved the sandrain in front of him - no longer letting his subconscious hold him back or tell him it was wrong to be in love with *Anyone*.