Rune Factory 4 (Dylas x Frey) Carry Me

     Frey strode down the west street of Selphia.  She was on her way to the Tiny Bandage Clinic, when she saw Dylas, on his way to the beach, probably to fish.  She had released him from his guardianship three seasons before, and the two had become good friends since. (Woo love points 5!)  Frey stared at his back for a minute, still not able to get over his incredible height.  “I wonder how it feels to be that tall?”  She whispered to herself.  Then she got this crazy idea.  A little evil, but definitely crazy.  Frey set her watering can down, and backed up a little.  At this point Dylas was in front of the clinic.  She snickered a little to herself, then took off straight at him.  With a flying leap, Frey latched onto the back of a very surprised to say the least Dylas.

      “WHAT THE HE- GET OFF ME!”  He yelled.  He flung around, but she held on fast.  

      “Wow the weather is so different from up here!”  She commented.  Dylas shook his head.  “Carry me please?”  Frey twisted her head around so she could see him, her pig-tails swinging around.

      “Do I have a choice?”  He mumbled to himself, putting his hands under her knees.  

      “ONWARD MY NOBLE STEAD!”  She yelled pointing to nowhere.  

     “You’re trying to piss me off aren't you?”  He asked.  
She giggled and replied, “Only a little.”