Before Class D

-Before Class-
(Bate / Meta)

“Teacher, Teacher!!! Wait up!!"

Meta cried out to his soon to be flight instructor. Today was the first day of flying class, and the tiny warrior wanted to get to know his teacher before class started. For the most part,
Meta didn't know much about him. He's only seen him a hand full of times, and most of the encounters were of him sleeping. Meta thought if he arrived early to get to know him, he can be on good grounds with him first....and not Arthur.

The elder turned around when he heard the voice calling shouting from behind. "Hm?" He looked around and spotted the little warrior running towards him. The tiny puffball smiled and happily greeted him.

"Hi, I'm Meta!" He chirped, "I'm going to be your student today! What's your name?"

Bate watched the little Puffball eagerly await his answer. For as long as he can remember, Bate never had anyone come up and formally greet themselves to him. It was quite odd, and somewhat unusual; having a child do it who supposedly didn't know him was even stranger. Engaging in small talk was something Bate wasn't fond of, but he knew the little warrior wouldn't leave him alone without an answer.

"Bate," He mumbled. "You may call me Bate." With his questioned answered, the elder turned away and continued on his trek home; leaving the Puffball behind.

"H-hey, wait!! Where are you going?!! Don't leave yet!!!" He chased after Bate and grabbed one of his wings to stop him.

Bate flinched and quickly bit his tongue to prevent any sudden retaliation. Other than engaging in conversation, the one thing Bate dislikes even more is physical contact on his wings.

"P-please..." He tried his best to keep his voice as calm as possible. "Don't touch my wings."

“O-oh…” Meta quickly let go and apologized. When he saw Bate continue walking, he pouted and followed behind.

"So, I was thinking..." He ran up and walked aside him. "Maybe we can get to know each other...y'know, since I'm going to be learning from you."

Meta hoped he'd say yes, but....

"No, thank you." Bate answered. "There's nothing you need to know about me. I'm your teacher, nothing more."

"But..."

"You should go back home until class starts." He tried to end the conversation with the tiny warrior. "See you in a few hours."

Meta shook his head. There was no way he was going to let him leave without getting to know him first. If he did, then Arthur was going to be the favorite; and there was no way he was going to allow that. He only had one chance. Meta puffed up his chest and shouted as loud as he could.

"STOP IGNORING ME!!" He shouted.

He saw Bate stop walking. Meta continued to shout, seeing as that caught his attention.

"All I wanted was to talk to you, and you just ignore me! What did I ever do to you?! Do you hate me or something?!"

Bate’s heart skipped a beat. That wasn’t what he expected to hear at all. He turned around and saw that the little Puff was now crying from his rejection. A wave of guilt flooded Bate- he didn’t think someone like Meta would care if he’d paid attention to him or not. The elder let out a sigh and went towards him.

Meta’s cries suddenly stopped when he felt something picking him up. Three giant claws picked up the little warrior, but soon released when Bate had him securely in his arms. Meta sniffled a bit and looked up at the flight instructor.

-End Drabble-

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