Fenris does Spelling & contigo suerte haha
*yogurt is available in my Kirkwall =) they’re really delicious and are a great substitute for people who don’t like milk
All the Spanish I use here are from Shakira’s song I’m addicted to hearing it
The pale haired elf frowned and tried to peep at the word list. Like for elementary school, Fenris learnt from a list, occasionally with dictation. The informal lessons were not regular though, depended if Alistair or Cullen were free at the same time.
“What word is that? Pronounce clearly.” He glared at the quill.
“I have! Aris-to-crat,” Zevran had wanted to give him spelling! He rolled the Rs, whisking the paper further away. Fenris acted as though he had not tried to cheat. I smiled.
“You can do it,” I encouraged him. Slowly Fen made a small ‘a’, his brows furrowed in concentration. “Come now my voice is clear. I’ve tried to reduce the accent too.”
“He understands.” I said to appease the hot-tempered elf. After thinking for few more minutes, the lyrium elf produced (Ari). The rest of the alphabets got wiggled together.
“Zev, patience. Restraint.” I wanted to emphasize that, since he admitted he bullied Sandal before. During one of our very enlightening storytellings, I tended to interrupt the Antivan if I didn’t quite ‘see’ the colors and pictures clearly. Now that we were all more familiar with each other’s company, I truly wanted to help the blond with buttoning his vest and sort of ‘remind’ him to eat according to the healthy foods list. Oh yea, I also confiscated the wines. Sometimes Zev said I drove him nuts and he’d be pissed but after a while I would appease him somehow. Unlike us, he could appreciate beautiful things so whenever I made an artpiece he was distracted and forgot his temper. Yay!
Now Zevran made a face at me. He pouted at all the wrong words that Fenris had scribbled out. “You shouldn’t always point out mistakes, Kitty It’s not polite. How will you feel if I do it also?” He folded his arms.
“Sorry. It’s true, though yes? Contigo!” I said gleefully.
“Not again, that’s broken antivan my dear. I thought it’s a song, is it not complete?” Zev said, trying to suppress a chuckle. He coughed.
“Yea it is! I heard it at a music festival, and my friend showed me the lyrics. But I only copied a few. I love the word contigo and suerte. ”
“Contigo, with you, suerte lucky, fortune.. ha you can’t use them like that,” he responded shaking his head. “Actually I wish to go to a music festival. Would you mind accompanying me?” I was fine with it.
Fenris laughed, his shoulders shaking. Zevran and I are a great cheering team, even when we don’t intend to joke.
His eyes glittered. The quill was bent and some ink had spilled. “I’m hopeless at this. Not going to be a language person.”
We assured him together not to be disheartened. “Thanks. But from your face Zevran it is quite bad?”
“Ah yea. Only ‘elf’ is right. Sabriel, since you are becoming less blunt, I think it’s Only fair I become sharper yes?”
I asked my favourite huh word. “Ah I mean excuse me?”
“To point out your flaws more.” I was arrested by a giggling fit at that. “Sabriel, hey.”
“Fenris he’s SO bad and petty.” I received a playful jab to my shoulder.
Fenris said contigo and suerte too. Zev began giving some examples.
“Umhm. Seems that I’m at the lowest level of elementary? I want to read those animal books you have. They’re fun,” my best friend revealed in a greatly innocent tone. He yawned and rubbed his nose bridge.
“Yup. Let’s take a break now. Something sweet to help.” I gestured to the yogurts at the centre of the table. Fenris said “Break, yes. But that’s too sweet. You both like it?” He stretched his long limbs and rose to his full height. The yogurt had some fruit pieces inside. Zevran hated the taste of milk and the odours, so after experimenting with a number of brands, we went shopping for a few cups. He really needed more calcium to heal faster. Recently a medic found one of his cracked bones on the ankle had not fully healed.
“Which do you want? Kitty.” He tweaked my ear when I put my finger to my chin. Never can I decide immediately what I want. Zev chose the mango flavour and opened the seal. “Well I’m not a kitty. Kit is fine. Fen’ll become a pro one day.” I made sure that Fenris could hear me. Even if he does not expressively show his happiness, it boosts his confidence.
Zev smiled. “Yes it is good, awesome to look on the bright side. Because I recall your favourite animal is the cat hence kitty.” I decided to take the blue flavoured one.
“Yup, more like big cats. You’re like a cat too! In behaviour, and grace.”
“Am I to be pleased with that, or some odd… hint?” I softened my gaze as he glanced up.
“Of course. No hints. I can flatter people if I want. Er let me try this… la felicidad tiene tu nombre y tu piel. Did I get it right? Forgot what it means.”
Zev laughed. “Good you got the accent right. But, are you certain to say this to me?”
“Happiness has your name and your skin. I suppose this song is about, romancing and desires? Wow.” With one hand, Zev undid the top clasp of his shirt. Last week, when he had done that I didn’t understand so guess what. I helped him to close it back.
“Well it involved a lot of dancing. Is it a practice in Antiva?”
He was pleased when I looked at his muscles and some of the not scary tattoos. To not hurt Zev’s feelings because my first reaction when I opened his door and saw the dark patterns over his back, I had not mentioned my nausea. Fenris’ lines, I had always looked at them, not these.
“Just to try out new words. To practice on any boy I like. “
“You can practise with me. Strange, why did you run off that day after you saw my back?” He frowned.
I was hoping to avoid that. I called Fenris when he had quietly come behind us. “Zevran, I cannot allow you to hurt Sabriel’s feelings. Didn’t we talk about being at a friends’ stage first?”
“Ah yes yes. Key word is practice.”
“So is the cookie nice? Plain cream crackers.” I wanted to know. Fen took another one to nibble at.
“Good. Not too sweet, the… dentist was nagging and being very rough. If he were not Donnic’s friend, he would be dead.” I dragged out a ‘Noooo’ He shrugged.
Zev shook his head. “This is not sweet. We sampled a few. I’d rather eat this everyday than drink milk.” He had reduced night outings and when the guards did not update about suspicious assassin like guys, the exCrow liked to check out the markets and groceries.
Yea that was cat-like, one moment ago Zev had been angry but now he was relaxed.
