44 Gift Wrapped Please (2/2)
Pulling out his card, the old man taps his card to mine and Silvyrs. A bright white light flashes and then it vanished and with that, the money's been deducted.
”Here ya go,” he says extending both of his arms out. I grab my card from him and return it to my storage, and Silvyr does the same.
”These here are yours, lil lass,” he says pushing the stack closer to me. I deposit the marionette and halberd box and pick up the brown wrapped package.
”These here are your lad,” he says pushing the two boxes towards silvyr. He does the same and holds the fans in his hand, a blush on his face as he looks at the wrapped box.
”Make sure if ya damage them or need me to have them adjusted or repaired ya bring them back here,” gramps says as he stroke his beard.
Grinning, I give him a small bow. ”Thanks, will make sure that we bring them back gramps Hargin,” I say grinning.
A look of shock runs over his face as he looks at me, and I grin even wider.
”Lil lass, how do you know my name?” He asks.
I raise a finger to my lip, ”it's a secret,” I say with a wink.
”Old Man Hargin, I'll remember you,” Silvyr says as he nods.
”Wait you didn't answer my question, lil lass!” He yells from his spot on the stool.
Turning I walk towards the front of the shop.
”I'll visit you again, make some more stuff for me, kay?” I say, as I open the door and head out of the shop. I don't hear his reply, but I'm sure he scoffing at me. He seems like the type.
The fresh air from outside is a nice change from the hard to stomach stale air in the store. Looking around I find that Cecily and Ekon are still standing outside of the store. They're locked in a deep argument, completely unaware of their surroundings.
Thankfully, the streets are completely devoid of anyone, it was just the two of them bickering at each other.
”Ahem,” I clear my throat and the two of their heads swivel towards me.
Smiling I look at both of them.
”You two never cease to amaze me at how much you argue,” Silvyr says shaking his head. I almost laugh, but stop myself.
”Whatever,” Ekon says with a snort as he turned up his nose.
”Cecily was just talking to Brother, not arguing!” Cecily says defending herself, and her brother.
”Now, now, let's not get upset, I've got something for you Ekon,” I say walking forward.
He turns to look at me his golden browns eyes looking at the brown package in my hands. I stop in front of him and extend my arms outward.
”Here, take it,” I say.
Without further prompting, he takes the box from my arms and looks down at it, but doesn't make any move to open it.
”What's inside?” He asks me.
”A present of course,” I tell him with a cheeky smile.
”Thank you,” he says with a duck of his head. I could see the blush tinting his cheeks, and I wanted to bully him a little bit, but I controlled myself.
”What about Cecily?” Cecily ask.
”I got you something, actually,” Silvyr says walking towards Cecily. His normally olive skin was slightly flushed as he shows her the box in his arms.
”You got Cecily a present?” She asks.
”Why do you say it like that? Why wouldn't I get you a present?” He gasps with annoyance as he quickly pushes the box into her hands.
Her hands close around the brown package, and she looks down at it with a curious expression. Seeing this causes Silvyr's face to light up even further and turn an even darker shade of pink. I felt bad for him, he really liked Cecily it seems.
Seeing as she wasn't responded to his question, I could see beads of sweat running down his face. Not able to stand the silence any longer, he speaks up.
”Well it's getting late, I've got to go home. I'll see you at the Fate Temple in two days,” he mutters before he takes off running in the other direction.
I wanted to stop him, but he quickly vanished into the distance. What a waste!
”He really bought it for Cecily?” She turns to ask me.
”Yeah, he thought you'd like them. Shall we open them once we get home, you can tell him what you think of his gift in two days at the Fate Temple,” I tell her reaching a hand out to rub her head.
”Cecily plans to,” she says with a firm nod.