The Last One
“Only a few euros and cents.” Said Emma, a hand into her pockets. “I won’t go far. But might as well enjoy it while it lasts.”
Nicolas shrugged. “As you wish. You know I don’t have anything left personally. So you’re in charge. We do whatever you want.”
“I want to go out.” She looks at him quizzically. “But I never said “we” would do anything.”
Nicolas smiled. “Like you could get rid of me that easily, sis.”
She rolled her eyes but didn’t fight him. She still likes having him around. She just didn’t want to admit it.
“So, to the fair, then!”
She smiled when Nicolas growled. He didn’t like fairs. Rides made him sick.
“Relax. We won’t be able to do much without money. I just want to go there.”
The fair was just outside of town and they soon git there with the car. It was Saturday and people where out on the town. Or out on the fair.
As they were taking their bags, Emma showed Nicolas she took a knife. A warrior’s knife.
“What the … ? Do you know something I don’t ?”
“I have gotten intel, but I didn’t know how much I could trust it. But yes, thdre might be some monsters here.”
“Well, I don’t like the fair much, but that night has gotten way more interesting suddenly. But why not tell me before?”
“Because you’re never inconspicuous when you’re prepared.”
And on that note, she decided to buy cotton candy at a stand with the rest of her change.