Strange Magic - Marianne And Bog - ButterflyBog

It was a long celebration that lasted the whole morning, Bog and Marianne stood by the edge of the remains of the bridge as everyone from both kingdoms were still rejoicing behind them. They were a bit tired from flying and dancing above. Neither of them slept a wink the night before. He stood behind her with her hand in his. She turned to look up at him.

"So, I guess this looks like our kingdoms will be at peace with each other from now on?" Marianne asked.

"I was never really at war with your kingdom," Bog said. "We usually kept to ourselves. Mostly it was the fairies and elves from your kingdom exploring in my realm."

"What can I say? My people are a curious bunch," Marianne said. "But there was the issue with you imprisoning Sugar Plum for all this time."

"Yes, you are quite right and I am sorry about that," Bog said as he clenched the fist of his free hand and said in a slightly angered tone, "I just became infuriated with her for not making a potion that worked. I wanted to keep her from spreading her love through the land, particularly my dark forest. But I didn't know the one I loved was in love with someone else, rending the potion useless. I didn't listen to Sugar Plum."

"We found out it was an imp that wanted the potion and it was using it to spread love throughout your land," Marianne said.

"Really? I don't understand. How was this imp not seen before?"

"First off, it's fast and hard to see. Second, it was another thing you didn't listen to Sugar Plum about. She knew about it," Marianne said.

"So that is what was causing it, I thought it was the fairies all this time."

"No, even though I must say we are pretty much guilty for spreading real love around...perhaps that is why you thought it was us," Marianne said

Bog placed his arms around her waist and looked down into her golden brown eyes.

"You know even though I am standing here holding you, I can't believe it is true that I am holding someone as beautiful as you. Never in my wildest dreams I thought I would have a butterfly fairy be interested in me. I am not attractive in the least bit. I still don't understand how you find me attractive."

Marianne turned around as she draped her arms around Bog's shoulders and said, "Well, I can see past your hard outer shell and unlike my ex, I find a softer side to you."

Marianne then ran her fingers around in the inside of Bog's collar where he had skin. He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth and it almost seemed like he was fighting the good feeling of her fingers running around his neck. But he exhaled rapidly and said, "Oh, that feels so nice."

"There are things about you that I find attractive. For one, Roland would have never did what you did. He's a coward. When I saw you standing there...so strong...holding up that enormous skull on you own, risking your own life so my sister and I can escape," Marianne said as she now ran her figures along the soft area of skin around the inside of his elbows. "As you fell, I thought that's the guy I want, the one that would give his life for me."

Marianne then rested her head on his chest and continued, "It is like you were saying in your great hall about how I was different. Well, you are different as well. You are so tough, fierce and strong on the outside, but inside I see a kind heart," Marianne said. "I figured out the reason why you like that boutonnière so much is that my sister made it for you. Your reaction to when I stepped on it wasn't what I expected."

Bog put his hand out and said, "Let's sit for while."

The two sat down by the ledge and Bog took her hand and said, "I am the Bog King and with the exception of my mother, no one ever gave me a gift before. Your sister gave it to me and said, "It looks good on you." She just looked at me with those big blue eyes of hers and I felt something strange in me that I have not felt in a long time. I then thought about some of the nasty things I said to her earlier and it bothered me. So I just told her, "Thank You."