Starlight (Gil x OC Oneshot)
Clare is Clayton’s daughter. Clayton and Gaston are hunting partners; they go on hunting trips together on the Isle while Clare stays behind to run her father’s black market where he sells animal pelts and furs, jewelry, and illegal artefacts (dragon scales, mermaid tears etc).
Like Gil, Clare isn’t very smart and not necessarily evil. She likes wearing animal furs and skins Clayton brings back from previous hunting trips. Her outfits never match and she’s not what you’d call fashionable, but she’s sweet and always see the bright side of things.
Because of his lack for a high IQ, Gaston always looks down on Gil and leaves him behind to go hunting, instead bringing Gil’s older brothers Gaston Jr. and Gaston III along for the trips. So Gil hangs with Clare and helps her to run the market. They’re childhood friends and have always been close. That’ll be all. Carry on!
Clare: *sitting on the roof of the market and staring up at the night sky*
Gil: *climbs up and notices her there* Oh, hey Clare!
Clare: *stares up at the moon and sighs dreamily* Just counting the moon. Do you wanna join me?
Gil: Oh, I can’t. I can only count to one.
Clare: There’s only one moon.
Gil: *excitedly* So I can count with you?!
Clare: Yeah, of course! Sit down *pats the spot next to her*
Gil: Ok! *sits beside her and stares at the moon with her* … One.
Gil: … Now what do we do?
Clare: Now we just count again.
Gil/Clare: *counting together* One … One … One … One … One … One …
Harry: *watching them from the building next door with a telescope* Ugh, he’s never going to ask her out at this rate.
Uma: Let me see! *snatches the telescope out of his hands and peers into it* Damn it! If only I could make out what they’re saying.
Harry: Why don’t we just leave him there and find something better to do? I‘ve seen some goblins we can terrorise if you want. Captain’s choice *smiles and winks flirtatiously*
Uma: Well the captain says we should stay and make sure the idiot doesn’t get himself killed *looks through the telescope again*
Harry: *rolls his eyes* It’s not like he’s going anywhere—
Harry: Come on, Uma *runs his hook through her braids* Have some fun, will you?
Uma: *stares at him with narrowed eyes* You do know that piece of junk is unnecessary, don’t you?
Harry: This ain’t junk! *brandishes the hook*
Uma: It is so! It’s just a hook! You can easily get a thousand hooks like this from a blacksmith. Face it, you have way too much co-dependency on it *grabs the hook and proceeds to pull it out of his hand*
Harry: Uma, no! *tries holding on as tightly as he can while pushing her away*
Uma: Trust me! You’ll thank me one day! *manages to take the hook and throw it off the building*
Harry: NO!!!! MY HOOK!!!! *jumps off the building to get it*
Uma: Harry, it’s just a hook! HARRY! *takes off after him*
Clare: *sees Harry’s hook sail through the air* Look! A shooting star! *alerts Gil* Quick! Make a wish, make a wish! *squeezes her eyes shut tightly together and says her wish aloud* I wish to have the ability to eat cake! *opens her eyes and looks at Gil* What about you? What’s your wish??
Gil: Uhh, I wish … I wish … Uhh, umm … *looks at her in shock* I don’t know what to wish for!
Clare: Well, what do you want the most right now?
Gil: Well … I want the girl I like to … to say yes to … a maybe-sorta-kinda-not-really hang out with me to go … fishing … Or beach-combing—she likes both.
Clare: And who’s this girl that you like??
Gil: Well … she’s actually with us right now.
Clare: *glances around suspiciously before gasping dramatically* Are you psychic?! Can you see ghosts?!
Gil: No no no she’s alive! She’s just … sitting next to … to me, right now.
Gil: Would you, umm … maybe-sorta-kinda-not-really hang out with me, as … as more than friends??
Clare: *stares at him while frowning*
Gil: *starts mumbling nervously* Or if don’t want to, that’s fine. We can just sit here and keep counting the moon if that’s what you want—
Clare: *kisses his cheek and stopping him in mid sentence* What are you talking about?! I’d love to!
Gil: *blushes and gazes at her in disbelief* Really?! But I-I thought maybe you’d like smart guys more and—
Clare: Are you kidding me?! I hate smart guys! I like stupid guys!
Gil: *realises what she’s saying and gets excited* I’m a stupid guy!
Clare: The stupidest guy I’ve ever met! *squeezes him affectionately and stands up* Tomorrow, let’s go fishing! Then we can count the moon together again!
Clare: I’ve gotta close up the market now, but you can stay if you want. See you later Gil *skips off and climbs down the side of the building*
Gil: *rests his head in his hand and sighs dreamily*
Uma: *climbs onto the building beside Gil with Harry and dripping wet* Oh good, you’re still alive. I had to stop Harry here *nudges Harry* from losing an arm to those killer sharks and—what’s gotten into you?! Why are you smiling like that?! Stop it! I hate it!
Gil: Oh nothing. Just scored a maybe-sorta-kinda-not-really hang out with the coolest girl ever *watches Clare close the market pensively*
Harry: So she said yes, then??
Gil: Well … She didn’t say yes, but she did say “I’d love to!” I think that counts!
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