"Uh, yea, bunnies... Uh..."

Ruin slowly rested himself on his knees, careful of all the insects on him. He did some soft humming. The melody was energetic and bouncy.

After a minute of this humming, a cute bunny hopped out of some leaves. It tilted it's head and hopped over to Frances, sniffing him curiously. The bunny looked up at Frances.

The bunny nuzzled into Frances, very happy and seeming to enjoy the attention.

Apollo has wondered off.

Apollo could be found laying in some grass, his arms and legs sprawled out. He isn't daydreaming, his eyes give that away, but rather he's just staring up at the sky. The bees he was holding before seemed to have flown off, probably resuming their honey-gathering work.

Ruin listened to Frances' sobbing, confused even more.

After a bit, Ruin asked, "Have you never held a bunny before?"

"I don't understand?" Ruin said.

Apollo said, "Starin' at the sky. It's pretty." He seems to be in a very calm mood at the moment.

Ruin is quiet now, unsure of what to say. He decided to give Frances more time to calm down.

Apollo looked over at Elaine then back up at the sky. He shrugged, "I guess you're right. Would you rather I stare at you?"

Ruin listened and noticed Frances had stopped crying. Ruin whispered to the bugs on his body. Most of them flew away to resume whatever they were doing before, but a few butterflies flew over and rested on Frances. Ruin, now able to move freely, sat down as well, keeping check of how far Apollo and Elaine were. He didn't say anything, but instead he focused on everything around him.

Ruin lifted his hand up, humming a little. A small bird flew over and landed, tweeting a small tune. Ruin lowered his hand and moved it closer to Frances. The bird hopped from Ruin's hand onto Frances' shoulder, watching curiously of what Frances was doing.

Apollo glanced over at Elaine for a second before looking back up at the sky. He closed his eyes and said, "Eh, nah, now I'm too sleepy."

The bird made a tweeting noise and stared back with almost the same curiosity.


To be honest, no one really does. He's strange that kind of way.

Apollo opened one eye and grinned.

"Starin' at me cause you think I'm pretty~?"

He closed his eye again and said, "Keep doin' it, I don't mind. I'm as radiant as the sun~!"

Oh gods, they're both so freaking proud of themselves-

The bird hopped around on his shoulder and flee up onto his head, then hopped down to Frances' other shoulder. It chirped at him, studying the boy.

"Aw, okay. I guess that's probably good though, cause your eyes might burn out by staring at the glorious Me for so long. No one can handle my beauty~"

Apollo hummed for a bit before adding, "I nearly get blinded when I look in a mirror~ I'm just so gorgeous!"

Okay, now he's just plainly straight up boasting.

"It's okay, you can move. She won't fly away," Ruin said.

"So are you~" Apollo smiled.

Ruin didn't do or say anything.

"I'm right~ I'm right~" Apollo sang, twirling some of his hair around his finger. "I'm right~" He has a nice singing voice, but he definitely is making himself annoying.

The bird studies him back and chirps a little tune happily.

Apollo's expression suddenly changed into something blank and cold. And that blankness shifted into something much more lost and fearful, something suddenly filled with so much sorrow and pain as if his was rather stabbed than snapped up. His stare was cloudy, and his stared at Elaine for a moment. I'm that moment he didn't seem... "fully there" with her. The attitude change was a dramatic shift, much more than how a normal person would react. Well, Apollo isn't normal, though, so maybe it fits, but remembering he is much like a mortal human indicates otherwise.

He sat up, saying, "...Sorry... I will... go to my room now. I'm tired." His voice was soft, shaking ever so slightly. He looked a bit "out-of-it", and he looked away from Elaine and casted his gaze to the ground, his brows furrowing a bit as he thought for a moment. He then spaced out, his irises switching to the beautiful shades and hues of the sunset. He stayed still, his expression finally resting into emotionlessness.

Ruin suddenly stood up.

"Excuse me, I must go serve my Lord," Ruin said to Frances. Ruin ran off, leaving Frances with the bird that continued to sing. His expression was something almost blank, but there was no mistaking the worried glint in his eyes.

The bird stayed on Frances' shoulder, deciding to rest there for a while.

Apollo didn't hear what Elaine called him, lost in his mind. Even if he did, he wouldn't have said anything in response. Ruin had ran past Elaine as she left Apollo alone, and she may (or may not) have noticed how worried Ruin looked. Much more than a frantic worry, much much greater than that.

Ruin had gone by Apollo's side, muttering in Greek before resting his hand on Apollo's shoulder. They both vanished into smoke, and perhaps had reappeared in Apollo's room.

(Yee. Elaine has a ballroom in her castle, I'm assuming? If so then I will probs put Apollo and Ruin in there lol)

(XD okie.) 

(I spent probably about an hour looking for the right freaking music to give an idea of what music they are playing whdhsjdjjs I have dedication to setting up a scene XD) 




Well, somehow at some point, Apollo and Ruin ended up in a ballroom. It was pretty peaceful, despite the orchestra music they are blaring. Somehow, Apollo got his hands on a speaker and connected his phone to it. This ended up with him dancing while Ruin stood by the door, keeping guard. 
 

Ruin didn't stop her, but replied in monotone, "Dancing, duh. I thought queens were suppose to be smart."

Well... not exactly by himself.

First, Apollo is extremely graceful, which is kind of funny because he's now wearing a tank top and basketball shorts. His movements are fluid and, to be honest, very pretty. His wings are apparently put away, which more than likely was done so they didn't get in the way.

His dancing is something similar to ballet, but some movements matched to that of fighting. Apollo dances fast; each movement has no mistake or fail.

Now, back to if he is alone or not... It's sort of both. Around him, adding into the dancing to help with some of the movements, are shadow-like figures. Most of them were humanoid, but every once in a while a large mass of shadow would rise up and create a higher platform for him to leap and spin from. They don't exactly seem "alive", but they almost give the feeling of not being alone.

Apollo seems to be having a lot of fun. His eyes are closed.

He doesn't seem to notice, or maybe he just doesn't acknowledge, her presence. He continues dancing.