[Gift] The 11th Hour | Strawberries

They were a mischievous pair, one definitely more so than the other. The smaller of the two was the primary troublemaker, his small size allowing him to mostly get away with it. After all, how could you look at the sweet face and decide to stay mad? Only a monster, that’s who would stay mad at Angel. And he most definitely used that to his advantage. Even now he was about to get into something that would get him in trouble anywhere else but he knew he could get away with it here. He had left Delight’s side as he tended to a different part of Warrick’s farm and towards the strawberry patch. The day was nice, perfect for his plans. Sun in the sky, no sign of a cloud in sight, how absolutely wonderful. He glanced around, just to make sure he wasn’t found out sooner than he wanted to be and when he saw no one paying any mind to him he dived into the patch. He rolled around in it, happy as a lark. He dug around the dirt, digging up some of the plants as he did, he also ate some, stuffing his face till he was a rolly polly. Perhaps that hadn’t been the best idea… and that’s how his rider had found him, full belly, covered in squashed strawberries, fast asleep in the strawberry patch. Warrick smiled at the trouble maker and decided to leave him be…for now. Perhaps as punishment he would make the little devil replant every last strawberry he ruined.