28 Not Fairy Friendly (1/2)
Ruby had to try really hard not to laugh when Ash was terrified of the plane. He gripped the armrests pretty much the entire time down to San Francisco like he thought he was going to die.
Her amusement at his discomfort was the only thing that got her through her own. Even though she bought first class seats, which were bigger, her wings did not properly fit in the space she had been allotted.
Putting up the arm rest between her and Ash helped but only a little. It was a very cramped ride. She had always hated chairs in human establishments. They were NOT fairy friendly.
”Do we really have to do that again?” he asked faintly went he stumbled his way off the plane so they could move to the waiting area for their connection.
”Yes,” Ruby replied grimly.
Ash sighed and leaned his head against the back of the uncomfortable waiting area chair. She didn't even bother trying to sit in one, content to stand (or more accurately, hover) instead.
At least she could adjust the driver's seat when she was in a car so her wings weren't too squished. That wasn't possible on a plane. Unfortunately, driving was a lot slower than flying so she had left the car in long-term parking.
”Ruby, I'm hungry,” he complained. ”You did pack my pills, didn't you?”
She nodded. Knowing he would need to eat something tonight, she brought it in her purse. ”Be right back.”
Ruby headed over to a tiny convenience store area and got two water bottles and some pretzels and peach gummy rings for herself. She pulled out the pill pack in her bag and popped one out of its casing before dropping it in one of the bottles.
”Here,” she said as she handed it to him.
Ash swirled it around a little until it was completely dissolved and the clear liquid had turned red. It looked a lot like the Kool-Aid she drank as a child, which was an oddly disturbing thought.
He sipped his imitation blood while she munched on her pretzels standing next to him. They were probably the first vampire and fairy in history to fly on an airplane together. This airport had never seen the likes of them before.
Ash finished his food first and tilted his head curiously. ”Is that any good?”
Ruby shrugged. ”I guess. I'm not normally the biggest fan but they were all out of the good chips. Want to try some?”
”…you know I can't digest your food, right?”
”I know. I meant licking it to taste the flavor. That should be alright, shouldn't it?”
He stared at her with something akin to awe. ”I've never thought about that before! Simple yet brilliant. Alright. Give me one of each. I want to know what your snacks taste like.”
Ruby shrugged and handed him a pretzel first. He licked it slightly apprehensively before making a satisfied expression.
”Fascinating! What is this taste? It's somewhat similar to blood,” Ash noted.
”It's salty. Blood has a fairly high salt content because sodium is in so much of the food most species eat,” she explained. ”But the predominant taste in blood is metal because of the iron. At least to those of us who don't normally drink it. I have no idea what it tastes like to you.”