​ ​​​ ​​ ​​ ​​ ​ ​ ​​ ​˗ˋ m͟i͟d͟ .ᐟ

"This isn't going to end in you sending me halfway across Valisthea again is it?"

"...Wording my lady, wording."

By this point he’d realised she was now probably messing with him…not that it really helped him as his face contibued to burn scarlet. “I-it can refer to…” He ended up just gesturing with his hand, basically pointing to her rear.

He stopped as he felt her grabbing his arm. He sighed, as if resigned to his fate, slowly turning back to the Blonde. “…you Uhh…do realise Peach can sometimes refer to…uhhh…” He was trying to choose his words very carefully…

The man crosses his arms, staring at the girl with his usual brooding face. Until he just sighs. "Wait here..." With that said, Tiamat immediately went away to his room in the Hideaway. A few minutes later he comes out of it with a potted plant. "Here."

“I…ahhh, you know, don’t worry about it. Just forget I said anything.” Deciding it was best to drop it, he turned to try and leave so he didn’t end up having to say something he didn’t want to.

“You said…you were looking for…a nice ripe peach…” His face continued to burn, wondering if Mid even realised where he was going with that.

"These people are working their hardest just so you get ripened apples. You want peaches? You help them cultivate."

“N-nothing, just…phrasing Miss Mid!” His face seemed to of gone rather red.

I’ve got a good hunch as to where it might’ve came from. Some would say it’s closer than you think…

That’s why I said it though, in case you were thinking Of something out of left field like you usually do.

Well…what kinda fruit were you even thinking? Mangoes? pears? Tomatoes?