Supernatural (o/o, closed.)

"Made obvious by your fantastic cartwheels earlier." Diana said, her painting extremely random, as though she had just decided to paint a few spots. They would get filled in, it just didn't quite look like it yet.

Arwen gre a bit somber. "Are you having fun? I feel like a terrible host."

"Most fun I've had since I got banned from the American Museum Of Natural History in New York." She grinned over at Arwen. "Fun doesn't always have to look like it, this is a comforting fun."

"Okay," She replied. "Wait!? Why'd you get kicked out of the Museum of Natural History?"

"I tried to climb the t-rex. Fun fact, most of the bones they use are plastic, but security still doesn't appreciate it. It was on a dare." She tacked on the last part, as though that made it a bit better.

"Those lying bastards. I knew they were up to something," She said with a grim expression. "I would've done it on my own accord, not a dare, by the way."

"Note to self, never take you to a museum without being prepared for getting banned again." She said, laughing.

(are we still sticking with the romance thingy?)
"Maybe a lawsuit, too. I can be pretty unpredictable," She grinned.

((Yeah, I'm just a bit worried I have a tendency to speed it up lol, so I'm trying to follow a normal pace. I wasn't sure if you wanted normal or not….
"I can't afford a lawyer, so we'd be fleeing the country. We'll get fake passports and everything."

(It's fine, I'm cool with whatever)
"Me either. Let's just not go to museums," Arwen suggested. "Y'know how I said I was unpredictable?" She waited for a response.

"You did." Diana said warily, a bit uneasy about the sudden shift and the fact that she wasn't looking directly at Arwen.
((I might be taking it too slow, lol. Any input is extremely welcome and appreciated.

Arwen ran over, almost silently, and pecked Diana's cheek. "That's all. Bet you didn't predict that. And I'm sorry if that made you even the slightest bit uncomfortable."

Her face heated up quickly, and she turned to Arwen, eyes wide. "I-uh, no n-not uncomfortable…."

"I'm sorry," Her face flushed. "I shouldn't have done that."

"I-I wouldn't say that…" Diana mumbled, cheeks darkening as she looked at the ground.

Arwen hid her face in her hands. Shit, now it's going to be even more awkward "Ugggggghhhhh."

"I-I'm gonna shut up before I shove my foot in my mouth." She tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

"No, you're fine. God, I need to learn how to control myself. Either that, or the fae are back," Arwen mumbled.

"I think it's cute. The impulsiveness, I mean. A-and you."

"I-I think you're cute too….But I think maybe we both have some sort of fae with us," She smiled at the floor, blood rushing to her face.

"Maybe so. I can't say I'm disappointed though." She chuckled, a tad nervously.

"With which part? The fact that we have fae or that I think you're cute?" Arwen asked, regaining confidence.

"Er-both? D'you really think I'm cute though?" Diana looked up at her, willing her blush to die down a bit.

"Don't doubt it. You're adorable," She stated, face turning the color of Dorothy's shoes.

"That's absolutely not true." She said, shaking her head stubbornly.

Arwen sighed. "It absolutely is. You're incredibly stubborn as well."

"There's a difference between being stubborn, and knowing when something is false."

"And right now, you're just being stubborn." Arwen crossed her arms.

"I have looked in mirrors, Arwen." She placed her hands on her hips, shaking her head once again.

"And I'm looking at you right now."