15 Chapter 15 Butter, Butter, Butterflies

Quensilla's POV.

It took about fifteen minutes to get to our destination and I raised an eyebrow when all I saw was trees.

"Um, Theodore?"

"Shh. It's fine. Beauty lies within." He says and I give him a blank face. "Let's go little one! Adventure time!*

I did not leave my cozy home, with a beautiful bed, air conditioning, food, and fluffy pillows, to take a dam hike.

"Where. The. Heck. Are. We. Going." I pant and he chuckles. His back vibrating as he does so. His white T-shirt clung to him and his basketball shirts hung loosely on his waist.

I avert my eyes to my surrounding's and I was done.

"Y'know what, I think I'll just walk back to the-"

"We're here!"

Sounds of rushing water fill my ears and I gape finding the most beautiful body of water I've ever seen.