Relationships!~Fatain/SariCreated by: Thought it might be fun to interview some of my OC's!
1. Who is the couple we'll be interviewing?
Fatain & Sari
2. How old are you two?
3. How did you two meet?
Fatain: When I was born my mother left me-
Sari: -and his father, Mutran, had my mother be his wet nurse.
Fatain: so we've known each other since I was born.
4. Okay....How did you two finally hook up?
Fatain: ... In secret.
Sari: Yeah... If anyone knew, I would be killed and Fatain would probably be disowned...
5. When was your first kiss? Who Initiated it?
Fatain: It was in a cave, near the top of a mountain; just outside the Makuta fortress on Destral...
Sari: I sorta kissed him...
6. Who is the taller one?
7. Who has a meaner temper?
Sari: I don't think either of us really have a temper.
Fatain: ... Well, I can sometimes have a bit of a temper...
8. Do eit
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