《How I Met Your Monster》26. Violyn & Boots, 23/23
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How I Met Your Monster #26
Violyn & Boots
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Violyn & Boots, 23/23
Wood Elf/Christmas Elf
Likes: People with an open mind, charades
Dislikes: Pervs
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Hi! We are Violyn and Boots. We've been in a relationship for a few years now and are looking for people who are interested in joining us for a little fun every now and then. We're not looking for anything serious as we love our relationship as is, but we're not against a third joining us full time if things go that way. Guys or girls welcome.
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I had never been to El Casserole but I've walked past it a million times. It was the number one restaurant in the city, and based on what others have told me, had an ongoing reservation list about six months out at any given time. Luckily, Boots worked there as a bus boy part time when he wasn't making toys.
Violyn was a sight to behold. She was tall and lithe, with long brown hair and a similar shine to her High Elf cousins. She wore a perpetual smirk on her face, and smelled of forest. Boots came up to my knee, with icy blue skin and pale features. They held hands as they walked to the table and continued leaning into each other throughout the course of the evening.
"Thank you for joining me, you two."
"Thank you for having us," Violyn said with a flowery voice that sent shivers up my spine. "We were looking forward to getting our tale out there."
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"The tale of a Wood Elf and Santa's Elf?"
Boots laughed a deep laugh for such a little fellow, "If only it was as simple as that. Even amongst us elves, there is a mixture of breeding. The wood elves, like my wonderful wife here, are a mix of the High Elves and the Forest elves. No no no, the real story we are wanting to tell is simpler, yet somehow more looked down on in monster society as it is in human society,"
"Ah, the polyamory you are searching for."
Violyn nodded, "Yes. Even though we are in love and have decided this together, we get a lot of grief for it. We either get monsters messaging us with threats, or we get those like Zeus who see it as some weird sexual conquest."
"There is a lot of that in humans too."
"So we've heard," Boots said, "But there are also a lot more welcoming humans in it. It's why we're advocates of the potential merger. We're not against finding a third. Also not against finding a third person for one of us individually, as long as they respect our core relationship."
"That must be very difficult." I dip the free bread at the table into the oil. It tasted more expensive than my rent.
"It absolutely is." Violyn said, "Our biography states that we're looking for some fun with the right people, but we're honestly hoping to find someone who wants to join as a third full time. We have a lot of love in us, and yet a lot left to give to people. We just want to share that."
Boots nodded along with his partner, feeding her a forkful of lettuce as he spoke, "If someone can put in the time and effort and love to us that we are willing to put into each other as well as them, then it'd perfect."
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"I get that. So, let me learn more about you two as individuals. Boots, what all do you do?"
"I work part time here bussing tables. I also work for Santa. I used to do toy builds, but thanks to being able to work remotely, I now supervise the lines from home. Gives me plenty more time to spend with my love."
"And you, Violyn?"
"I have an etsy shop where I sell some of the stuff Boots makes on the side. He's a wonderful woodworker. I also run all the marketing and media for it."
"So it sounds like you two have your hands full. Small business, your relationship, trying to find someone to include in your lives. What do you do for fun?"
"We have a group of friends that have a game night every week. We play all sorts of board games, party games, dungeons and dragons." Boots said.
"We also started taking dance classes. Boots is surprisingly good."
"On account of me being so short, you know?"
I laughed with their laughter. The love they shared with each other was infectious, and it felt good to not have to be tensed up. Our meals soon followed, we ate and they told me some of their exploits selling for their business. I told them about St. Marco's, which was just down the street and the three of us left to get some smoothies. As soon as we walked in, Violyn groaned.
"What's wrong, turtle dove?" Boots asked. Violyn subtlety nodded her head. At one of the tables was a face I personally hadn't seen before, but had heard about time and time again. Zeus turned his head, saw the three of us, grinned wildly, and made his way toward us.
"Violyn, Boots! Always a pleasure. Though you haven't returned my calls.
"And we're not going to, Zeus. You made Violyn very uncomfortable the last time we had you over."
The other customers at St. Marco's began watching the large god stare down the small elf. Zeus finally relented and left.
"Boots, that was amazing!" I said. "How did you get him to leave?"
Violyn spoke up, "Boots' love knows no bounds. Even a mighty god trembles below it." She left to grab us some smoothies.
"Actually," Boots said, "I actually did text him back, to tell him that if he didn't stop harassing us, I would bring Hera into it. No need to worry the missus about that, though."
So even then, but out of love, couples that close still had their secrets. I admired their love for each other as we drank through our smoothies and Violyn wiped away some from Boots' beard. These two have more love for each other than I have ever witnessed. I wasn't sure why they wanted to share that with anyone else. It's not particularly my scene, but I have to admit that I understood it slightly more than when I came in. If they were willing to gift what they had to others, then most relationships could have a little more give to them.
So, if you're single, dear readers, make sure you're ready to meet your future partner with the same level of effort as they are putting in. So many believe that relationships should be fifty-fifty, but honestly, I believe 100-100 is more the way to go. Until next time.
-Silas D.
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