Moxie, the mischeivous alchemist.

Moris opened his eyes, and found himself on a picnic blanket. The Spring sun shone bright above his head, and the fragrance of fresh flowers filled his nostrils. Leaning against his side, the short green-skinned alchemist nuzzled into his chest.

Moxie. At times, she overwhelmed Moris. Her incessant teasing made him blush, but he didn't really dislike it. In fact, he'd begun looking forward to it whenever the two interacted. Was she really flirting with him, or did she just enjoy seeing him squirm? In this moment, the answer seemed simple.

Moris began stroking her hair, and she turned her gaze up to meet his. They locked eyes. In them, Moris saw a future filled with excitement, love, and fulfilment. His hand dropped to hold her waist, and he pulled her into him once again. His body relaxed, and the scene fell away at a loud snap.

"Wake up, big man!" Moxie called out to Moris while snapping her fingers.

"Mmn?" Moris stirred at the effort. "Good morning, sweetie."

Moxie began laughing uncontrollably.

Realizing what he'd just said, Moris's face flushed a deep red. "H-hey! It was an honest mistake!"

The goblin kept laughing, now struggling to catch her breath as she hunched over, prompting an exasperated groan from Moris. After her laughter died down, Moxie finally spoke up. "Alright, loverboy. You've earned yourself something special. First though, tell me about your little nap."

"Not much to say. I feel like I slept a whole day, and I had a nice dream."

This made Moxie perk up. She raised an eyebrow and posed the question. "And what did you dream about?"

Moris found himself in a tough spot. He didn't want to lie, but the risk of letting Moxie know the whole truth was dangerous. "Well... a voice spoke to me, and then we had a picnic together." Somehow, his blush heated up even further that it had before.

"Oh? And what, exactly, were we eating? Each other?" Moxie's grin curled even more impishly.

"Nothing that vulgar!" Moris quickly snapped back. "I don't even remember eating anything, just the scene."

"Calm down, loverboy. It's just some gentle ribbing." Moxie assuaged him with a giggle.

"Gentle my ass," Moris said under his breath.

"Anyway, I promised you something special, so here's your cologne, and..." Moxie placed the fragrance on the table and rifled through a drawer beneath it. She recovered a flask from within, and held it out to Moris. "Take this with you tonight. Once everyone starts passing out, find me and we can share it together."

Moris gingerly took the flask and stowed it away before picking up the cologne. "It's a date then."

Moxie grinned. "Smooth one, big guy. See you tonight." She gave a litling tone at the last bit, and then pushed him out the door.