A Faerie Figurine.

       Blinking, [Name] looked down at the Faerie-like figurine. Bending down to pick up the hand sized object, she found herself delighted that it had a small crank in the bottom of the object. Carefully, [Name] turned the crank until it would not go any farther.

       A childish grin coming to her features when she heard the small music box start to play from the inside. Closing her eyes, she reveled in bliss at the music box’s tune, her legs beginning to move by themselves as she softly swayed and danced to the Figurine’s melody.

       As the melody ended, [Name] found herself smiling and giggling like a small wriggler in an innocent kind of happiness. “So, uh… I take it that you like it Doll?” A voice said next to her, causing her to jump and almost drop the object of her happiness.
       “R-Rufioh! When did you get here?” a light [b/c] dusted her cheeks as she averted her gaze from him in embarrassment. She hoped that he didn’t see what she had just did, she would have to lock herself up in her hive for a completely different reason then.

       Rufioh on the other hand, was trying to stop himself from blushing. He had seen the way his gift made [Name] happy, and he was ecstatic that she loved it so much. “Not long at all Doll!” He could tell that if she knew he was watching her the whole time she’d hide herself up in her hive again.

       “So.. uh, do you like the gift I got you? I thought about you when I uh… saw it” The both of them swallowed hard, the blush getting darker on [Name]’s while Rufioh lost the battle with his.

       Scratching the back of his head, Rufioh had his head turned while his face was painted with a rust coloured blush, his eyes trained on the blushing she-troll. [Name] couldn’t stop her blushing; it grew even worse when she realized that Rufioh was closer to her then before.

       Slowly, [Name] raised her head to look up at Rufioh, while he turned his head towards hers, their gazes locking with each other as their faces slowly inched closer before the two of them were a hair’s breathe away.

       “Be my matesprit [Name], be my faerie” Was all Rufioh said, rubbing his nose against hers, a small charming smile on his features. With wide eyes [Name] looked at him in shock, her [b/c] blush grew darker. Her head slowly moved up and down in a daze before a smile spread across her face as she kissed him so abruptly, his eyes widened before softening, holding her close.