"You're floating Fleure." Michael says, his initial shock quickly melting into pure excitement as he watches her hover effortlessly above the ground.
"Technically, I'm flying, but yeah it's all the same, pretty cool right." Fleure replies with a playful grin, continuing to drift and circle through the air around the hilltop.
"It's more than cool, your abilities are way cooler than mine." Michael admits, eyes tracking her every graceful movement. Fleure drifts back toward him and begins flying slow circles around his body.
"Oh really, and what might that be." she asks, still gliding around him in lazy loops.
"It's nothing special for real." Michael answers, glancing away.
"Come on just say it." Fleure presses, floating a little closer.
"Ok, ok, I can hypnotize people, when I look at them." Michael finally confesses. Fleure bursts into bright, genuine laughter.
"Hey!!, what's so funny Fleure." Michael demands, slightly defensive.
She hovers right in front of his face, eyes sparkling. "I'm laughing at you dummy, your ability is way cooler than mine."
"I don't see how, but ok I guess." Michael mutters.
"I knew we were the same, the moment I saw your eyes, it seem people like us are drawn to each other." Fleure says softly.
"Is that why you took interest in me?" Michael asks, looking up at her.
"Partly, the other reason was cause you're so cute." Fleure answers, hovering even closer until her face is only inches from his.
"Hey!!, don't say stuff like that up close." Michael says, clearly flustered. Fleure laughs again, clearly enjoying his reaction.
"Wanna fly with me?" she asks, stretching her hand out toward him.
"Is that possible?" Michael questions, eyeing her offered hand.
"Yep, trust me." Fleure answers with quiet confidence.
"If I fall and die, I'll haunt you forever." Michael warns as he takes her hand.
"That wouldn't be so bad, now would it." Fleure replies with a mischievous smile. The moment their fingers interlock, Michael feels a strange lightness spread through his body. Suddenly he is lifting off the ground as well, still holding tightly to her hand.
"Woahhhhh." Michael shouts as the two of them soar upward into the open sky.
"Don't let go of my hand ok." Fleure reminds him gently.
"Woohoo!!." Michael yells, pure exhilaration flooding his voice as the wind rushes past them.
"He's in a different world right now." Fleure thinks to herself, watching his face light up with wonder, a soft smile playing on her lips.
After a while they gradually descend and return to the hilltop. Still catching their breath, they begin walking toward Jarvis and the waiting car.
"Hey, do you use your powers while skating?" Michael asks, glancing sideways at her.
"Wouldn't you like to know weather boy." Fleure answers playfully.
"Asshole." Michael shoots back. Both of them break into easy laughter as they continue down the hill.