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“Bakool Ja Ja!!” Ota called, waving happily, golden rays of sunshine illuminating her red hair and dancing upon her white horns as she raced across the beach sands towards him.
Bakool Ja Ja’s heads perked up at Ota’s voice. “Ota? Is something-“ His cheeks flushed as he saw her running over with a camera in hand, white bikini glowing in the- wait, white bikini?! Bakool Ja Ja felt his hearts skip a beat. Oh god.
“What do you have there?” Mystic questioned, pointing to the camera in her hands, bringing the two back to reality, a soft blush on their cheeks.
“Will you take a photo with me?” She smiled brightly, holding the camera up. “I would like to make a postcard and send it to my parents! They can’t make the trip to Tural to meet you properly, so I’d like to do this instead. I even picked out the perfect stamp to send it to them! The Turali flag!”
“Y-You told your parents about us?” Mighty was suddenly nervous.
“Of course, we have been together for some time! They are curious about you and would like to meet you!” Ota reached forward and took hold of one of his hands. “Please?”
Bakool Ja Ja stared down at her, smiling brightly, the sun reflecting off her white scales. How could he say no to her? This clearly meant a lot to her and would make her happy. Although he was nervous about what her parents would think of him, he couldn’t say no.
“Very well, go set up the camera” He nodded towards her. She gave a little squeal of delight and ran off to set up the camera on a rock, setting the timer she ran back towards him and jumped into his arms.
“Say cheese!!”
“Cheese!!!” The three yelled in delight.
And with a click the photo was taken, stamp attached off it was sent back to Ota’s home land.
