For the ask game: Hope and Engineer?
"She looks sweet and royal~" Hope said, sing-songy as he hovered over the Engineer's shoulder.
She yelped, shutting her notebook quickly. An embarrassed blush rising in her cheeks. "What do you want?!" She demanded, brandishing her pen at him.
Hope raised their hands in mock surrender. "It was a very cute drawing, that's all!" Engie slowly lowered the pen. Glaring suspiciously. Hope grinned, "Unless it's not all?"
The pen was poised at his face again. "It's just a drawing of my friend. Don't be weird!"
"You're the one being werirrrddd~" Hope said, ignoring the tiny weapon in favor of leaning over and grabbing the notebook. Engie shrieked, tripping over herself to try and steal the book back.
Hope raised it over her head and started casually walking away as Engie kicked her legs and shoved and hopped to try and grab it. "One...two- oh five on one page- oh beautiful work on this one, was she posing for you?"
"No!" Engie protested automatically, not even looking at the page, scrambling through her supplies.
Hope's grin widened, "Oooo!"
She froze. Her face burned from her chest to her ears, "Wait no I mean- It's not like- EUGH stop it!" She pulled out her whip, snapping it up. It bit Hope's wrist, and she dropped the notebook with a yelp.
Engie quickly grabbed the book from the ground, dusting it off. She pressed it to her chest and turned to storm away from Hope.
He, of course, followed. Rubbing his wrist idly.
"Go away!" Engie shouted without looking at him.
"You talk to her about your crush at all?" Hope said, voice softening.
"No! I don't have a crush! Shuttup!"
"I've had a crush on my Princess since I was 10." Hope offered.
Engie paused and turned to raise a brow at him. "And you're how old now?"
"17 and still going strong on the swooning yes." Hope said. He shrugged.
She stared at him for a second. "...gross." Engie muttered.
"Eh, but she definitely knows I like her and we aren't a Thing, but we're still friends. Really good friends. So." Hope nodded her head to the notebook, "Don't worry. If she's worth the attention, she'll still be your friend if you tell her. She mighhhht even like you back! Won't know til you ask."
Engie looked down at the book. She fiddled with the pages thoughtfully. She nodded vaugely.
Hope hummed. "Also. You know. Being defensive about it makes you more fun to tease."
She kicked his shin again. Hope yelped, hopping on one leg. "EXCUSE Me! Your boots are metal toed why would you do thattt!!"
"You didn't notice when I was trying to get my book back! I thought you had stronger legs." Engie cheered with a grin.
"I've been attacked by a child! Child abuse!"
"That's not what that MEANS"
