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Galantros kissed Black on the side of the neck, tendrils and hands rubbing her back and arms. He then laid on the bed, where she sat on his lower back after he took off his thicker, outer vest like shirt covering and hood. His wrist coverings and boots followed soon after, leaving him clad in his comfortable, more cloth like shirt and pants. As Black started to work on his neck and shoulders, wing tendrils snaked behind her, forming slight fingers and started to rub into her own shoulders, working gently yet firmly into the muscles.

"Aah...."

Galantros was becoming extremely relaxed, to the point of one of his arms and legs drooping off the side of the bed. His tendrils kept up their work, nuzzling against Black and massaging her in return... One of them had even begun scratching the back of her fox-like ears...

Soon, Galantros drifted off into a snooze for the briefest of moments.... then woke up with a start, giving a slight scream, a small shockwave of fear aura briefly filling the room for only a second. He had knocked Black off his back, but caught her with his tendrils.

"Sorry... I.... had a nightmare."

Idly, he wondered why he had even fallen asleep... He hadn't been tired in the first place really, and he wasn't THAT relaxed..... the nightmare had also been very disturbing, so much so that he was cuddling onto Black and shaking a bit still.

Muerte give just a slight sigh and frowned. Dinner seemed to be a little ruined as he gave Daisy a pat on the shoulder. He wasn't too hungry anymore anyway.

"I think I've eaten enough. Perhaps we should find something else to do tonight?"

Muerte simply shrugged, grabbed an almond cookie, and popped it into his mouth, chewing it idly. After swallowing it, and washing it down with some tea, he wiped his mouth with a napkin and stretched, bones popping in his muscular back.

"Hmm, tastes good."

Muerte drummed his fingers for a second on the table in thought, looking at his friends.

"Isn't there anything you two would enjoy doing in your adult forms? Any place you would want to go?"

Muerte thought for a moment... then suddenly a fond memory from his fragmented childhood came to mind, of him splashing in the water as a toddler.

"Swimming. I would enjoy being near a body of water. Though, I do not know of any places that would allow swimming at this hour..."

Another memory hit him, this time from a commercial he saw while watching tv one day. Muerte's eyes lit up in an almost childlike fashion.

"Water park! *ahem* Excuse me, water park. I recall seeing an advertisement on the entertainment system for a twenty-four hour water park nearby. Could we please go? It looked rather fun."

"I am not entirely certain, Daisy. I think she at least tolerates it when I do not act as mature as I should appear to, due to the lack of childhood that I have."

Muerte was all wide-eyed and smiley, something a bit rare in the giant of a man. Laughter and squeals of children and people enjoying themselves surrounded them as they reached the water park. As big as he was, even he had to tilt his head back to see how high the water tubes went. Some of the slides looked fun as well! Were those miniature floating rafts groups of people were riding in on some of the larger tubes down? Maybe they could all try that one! So much water was everywhere, splashing, running, gushing... There was so much giddy emotion in Muerte's chest that he felt like it was going to burst.

"I... Ah.... Lets..."

He stopped and took a deep breath, exhaling loudly, laughing a little quietly to himself. If he hadn't done that, he would've almost started dancing in place like a little boy he thought, and perhaps felt only slightly embarrassed by his actions.

"The large, curving open tube. Where the groups of people ride together on an inflated raft. Let's go on that one first! Then maybe I want to try... Ah, that one!"

He would have to point to the tallest, windiest, twistest, scariest looking even tube ride down to the water in the entire place.

Muerte didn't quite respond to what Dan said, he just gave him a look that said "Hah, very amusing." which lasted for all of several seconds.

Muerte looked over Dan and Daisy's shoulders at how high up they were, the water running below them. He actually burst out in a grin, none of that sickly mixed anxiety/this is gonna be scary/fun feeling in him... he suffered through much more extremes when it came to heights. In fact, there was probably little that did scare the bald warrior.

And suddenly, they were off, water splashing up into their faces, the thrill of speeding down the tube as air rushed past them. Muerte gripped the sides of the raft, and did what came natural to him for once. He laughed, very loudly and boisterously, giving out an almost warrior like battle cry due to how much fun he was having.

"THIS... IS... FUUUUUUN! (sparta)"