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The Thinkers have survived yet another elimination, and dear lord Silver Spoon is relieved. He keeps thinking that he’d be the one to be eliminated if he were to be put on the chopping block, and he doubts any of the viewers would vote for him to safe, considering how snobby he’s presented himself to be. Sitting in the sand, hands on his lap, he lets out a shaky sigh.
“Oh dear, I’ve positively made a fool out of myself that episode…” He muttered, shuddering. He adored the picture Nickel took to him, much to his dismay (?). But he will admit, it made him look like a fool. Perhaps some fans lost some respect for him due to that.
“I see you’re over with “I can’t stand any of you” moments for today.” Said a familiar lax voice, as the waxy purple object walked up to Silver Spoon with a smile. Oh, that smile…
“AUH- Ugh- Aum- Oh, its just you, Candle dear.” Silver Spoon said after some shock, looking towards her with a shaky smile. God, if she just isn’t the prettiest thing he’s laid eyes on…
(“DON’T GET DISTRACTED!”) Silver Spoon shouted at himself mentally as he looked back towards the vast ocean. (“You’re here to participate in a competition show, not a dating show! Besides, even with your charming good looks, you can’t expect her to swoon over YOU of all people. She’s so cool, able to stay calm in such a stressful situation… Gosh, she’s positively amazing.”)
“And what might be you doing here?” Candle asked, taking a seat a few feet away from Silver Spoon, looking at the tall piece of silverware with a smile as her voice brought the fanciful object back to reality with a shake.
“A-Ah! Well, I was, uhm… Watching! Watching the waves! Totally not under some sort of stress inducing pressure which I’m trying to settle!” He said loudly with the confidence he could muster up! Which, wasn’t much. “A-And. You?”
“I come here a lot to meditate during the off days.” She says softly, looking towards the waves. “Usually at this time, at this spot. I find this spot to be the most comforting to me.” She said, as calm as ever, staging out towards the waves.
“Really now? Seems you’ve got yourself figured out…” Silver Spoon said with a bashful smile looking towards the shorter, waxy object, then looking out towards the sea as well. “It’s awfully pretty, isn’t it? I think it makes my silver shine!” He said with confidence, partially trying to give himself some confidence. To his surprise, Candle laughed at his quip.
“A-Are you laughing?” He asked, raising a hand to the spot where handle and spoon meet. Was it because he did something ridiculous? Gosh, he hopes not! The slightest mistake could mean everything!
“Yes, I am.” Candle responded without missing a beat. “Your selfish moments are quite entertaining, but admirable as well. I don’t like to boast about myself, but you do, and I find that endearing, your confidence in yourself. That’s why I like you.”
“W-Wha- Rrrreally now?” Silver Spoon said with a slur in his r, looking off to the side. If objects could blush, his shining cheeks would be red! Did she mean like in that way? Couldn’t be, right? They’ve only known each other for, like, a few weeks, right? Surely she couldn’t mean ‘like’ in a romantic context!
“Mmm-hm.” Candle said, ‘nodding’. Objects can’t really nod, so instead of a nod, its more like a small, seated bow. “You have a lot of confidence. Just step up your challenge game, and you have a high shot at winning this. So far, I’ve just been dragging you around, and I want to see assert yourself to be as confidence as you present yourself to be, okay?”
...Oh my god.
Yes, one part of her statement was criticizing him, but dear lord he wanted to be dragged around by her more than ever right now! I-Is that a weird thing to think about? But, really, he wouldn’t mind being stuck to her like glue. She’s amazing.
“...I shall take your advice to heart!” Silver Spoon affirmed after his silent, loving shock, looking down at Candle with a smile. He might’ve loved being stuck to her, but she believes he can do better, which means he most definitely can!
“That’s good to know.” Candle said softly, very happy to see Silver Spoon confident. To know her teammates are doing well is very comforting to her.
“Say, since we’re both here, would you like to meditate with me?” Candle offered, continuing to gaze at his face with a smile.
“...O-Oh, um-” Silver Spoon didn’t know what to say. Well, anything except one thing.
“Of course.”