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In the Equation Playground, hidden under the shade of a large, bushy tree, was Nine. Held in his arms was his skateboard. Nine never went anywhere without her skateboard, she was attached at the hip to it! Of course, not literally. Though, it very well could have been literally considering the amount of times they got glued to it.
Nine took a bite of her sandwich. Adjusting their sunglasses, they looked at their skateboard, their face flushing a light shade of pink. Nobody ever really mentioned it to him, but he always got a bit pink when looking at his skateboard. Or talking about it. Or thinking about it. Almost like a crush— NO! Nine would NEVER have a crush on her skateboard, that's silly!
Was it really THAT silly, though? It was pretty obvious they had feelings for it.
"Oh no!" Some of the condiment dripped out of his sandwich onto the skateboard. He gasped, quickly wiping it off. "I didn't mean to get you dirty!"
A soft sigh escaped their lips as a gentle smile appeared. Their skateboard was so pretty, well taken care of. They always cleaned its bearings and polished the underside.
She wiped her mouth from any extra sauces or crumbs left behind from her sandwich. Laying down on the grass, they glanced ahead at the other algebraliens, playing and interacting with eachother. As much as she liked being social, she couldn't deny that she enjoyed her alone time. Alone with her skateboard.
Curling up, he ran his fingers along the edge of the skateboard. He smiled more. Leaning in, they pressed a chaste kiss to the grip, then another to one of the wheels. Maybe she did have a crush on her skateboard, and maybe she was ready to admit it.
His head rested on the grip, he took off his sunnies and set them on the grass. Wrapping her arms tighter around the skateboard, along with a leg, she closed her eyes and listened to the sounds around her. The sounds of playing, the gentle wind rustling the tree they sat under, the chirp of birds...
She fell asleep. Holding her skateboard close, she dreamt of it as well.
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Six wandered around, bored. Glancing under the tree at the sleeping algebralien, she snickered, crossing her arms and smiling fondly.
"Knew it."