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09 March 2009 @ 10:15 pm
Monday, June 27th, 2985
Völklingen, Germany

"Oh, hey, I think we forgot something! There's more on the back!"

"What?" Catoir stopped, glaring at the back of his brother's head in disbelief. He had to be kidding. He couldn't have been serious. They had just walked nearly a half an hour to get into town and get a few things at the grocery store that they needed for dinner. They were nearly back to the Punch, and now... Zoné was telling him that they had forgotten something? It was a joke. Even if it wasn't an actual joke, it was still a joke.

"We got the milk and bread, but we forgot the... umm... chee....veeehhhs.... Must be some Chinese word!"

"Let me see that...." He ripped the small note from his hand and squinted to make out the writing. "It says chives."

".....Oh." Zoné gave a nervous chuckle over his mistake, but looked back at his brother with an inquisitive grin. Maybe he could figure out what Jun was going to cook from that. "They cook with a lot of chives in China?"

"They actually do use garlic chives in quite a few dishes..."


Shaking his head in aggravation, Catoir crumpled up the note and tossed it over his shoulder. "Go read a cookbook and figure it out for yourself."

"Ooor you could just tell me and save me some time!"

"Zoné, why did you come again?" He let out a heavy sigh and gently pressed his fingers to his temple. There was really no logical reason for his brother to have come along. It was like he was only there to frustrate him. Not that that wouldn't have been a believable excuse itself, but still. "I'm more than capable of getting the few groceries we need on my own and I probably would've been back to the ship by now if you weren't here."

"Jun gave the list to me, so I had to come along!"

"You pulled it out of her hand and ran."

"She was going to ask me to take it anyway!"

"I'm sure." Perfect reasoning just as he had assumed.

"Dare you doubt the almighty keeper of the list?!"

Yes. How couldn't he doubt him? His stupidity was truly baffling sometimes. "If you were so almighty, we would have chives right now. I wouldn't have even needed a list to begin with if I had been able to ask her what we needed myself instead of being dragged out the door!" Catoir paused to take a deep breath, sitting down on the small stone wall that lined the road they were walking along. "Shouldn't your top priority be ship security right now, anyway?"

"Nah, everything will be fine there. Kasim and Roch told me they'd make sure nothing happened while I was gone, and they were even the ones who suggested that I should go with you!"

"Of course they did..." And there was the real reason behind everything. He would be sure to have a word with those two when he returned to the Punch.

"Plus... I mean, it's been awhile since it's been just us doing anything, right?"

"I can't imagine why."

Zoné frowned at that statement. Even after everything, he still couldn't help but feel a little offended over his brother's constant dismissal of him. He knew he had never been a perfect brother, but at least he was trying. That should've counted for something. Though he smiled again as that thought led to a few memories in his head. He plopped down next to Catoir and gave him a playful nudge with his elbow. "Oh, come ooon. We used to go do stuff like this all the time, and if I remember then I know you do."

"I know, I know... That doesn't mean we ever got anything done," Catoir said as he rolled his eyes at the notion.

"Guess not." The blue-haired teen just laughed at the response. Well, that was true. Giving a mere shrug at the issue, he pulled the loaf of bread from the bag. Ah, the German and their weird thick bread. All bread was good, but German bread was like the king of all breads in his mind. Sure, baguettes were great, but there was something about bread made by Germans that was much more... powerful and domineering. Just the way the people were, he guessed. It was weird how people's personalities came out in food like that. He didn't even bother to politely pinch off the end. Instead, he went ahead and bit off the top in his very ungraceful manner.

"What are you doing?!"

"Well, we have to go back to the store anyway, and I'm hungry!"

Catoir raised a finger, pointed angrily, and opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out. What was the point? No matter what he said that idiot wouldn't listen. Sighing, he uncapped the bottle of milk in his own hand and took a glum swig in defeat. Really. What was the point?

"Haaaa, I win."

"I hate you."

"Do not."

"Fall off of a bridge."

"You'd freak out if I did. Remember that one time I fell off the house back in Oxford? You were panicking like I had broke my neck or something!"

The male gave a look of disgust at the other. "You fell off of a house! A four-story house! I wonder why!"

"I had an umbrella," he said with another shrug, still munching away at the bread in between his sentences.

"Umbrellas don't work that way, Zoné. You shouldn't have been up there to begin with."

"Well, Yutifu told me it'd be safe. Can I have the milk?"

There was a short pause between them. Catoir gave an understanding nod, handing over the bottle of milk to Zoné. He couldn't argue with that one. If he had a euro for every time Yutifu had tricked their younger brother into doing something potentially fatal, he wouldn't have had to worry about their current finances as much. Really, the more he thought about it, Zoné should've been dead by now. The fact that he wasn't was a pure miracle. Then again, that was really why he had been brought in as Ayn's knight. Stupid, but apparently unbreakable. "She was always good at talking you into doing stupid things, but it was your own fault for not learning your lesson the first time."

"Uh-huh," he replied with his mouth full, taking a gulp of milk afterwards to help the bread down. "Wonder what Yutifu's doing now."

"Contemplating the best way to behead a person."

"No, seriously."

"I am serious. ....But I'm sure she's fine."

"I guess... I just worry that she might get lonely sometimes. I mean she's alone with those guys, so-"

"Being with them would make her not alone, Zoné," Catoir quickly snapped at his brother before he could finish his sentence. "Just because we're not there doesn't mean she's by herself."

"Well, yeah, but-"

"She doesn't need us." Once again he cut him off. He didn't want to have to go through this sort of conversation again.

"...Yeah.. I guess you're right." Zoné gave a contemplative frown and took another drink from the bottle. "It's just so hard to get over how much things have changed sometimes..."

"She never needed us." For a moment, the boy was quiet. There were plenty of things Zoné was willing to believe, but that wasn't one of them. However, just the thought did trouble him. He looked at his brother, wondering if he should really even ask what he wanted to, but knowing he may as well.

"...And what about you?"

Why couldn't he just get the hint that he needed to stop talking? "What about me?"

"Did you ever really need us either?"

It figured. It really did. The subject was bound to come up again eventually like this no matter how much he avoided it. That's just the way it was with Zoné. The boy had the oddest ways of bringing up the heaviest matters so easily. It made Catoir often wonder if his brother actually understood the gravity of what he was asking him, or if it was even that big of a deal to him. For that matter... if he tried to give an answer this time, would he understand then either? Maybe he still wasn't giving him enough credit, but... it's not as if he wanted to answer him in the first place. He didn't want to talk about it now. It could wait. Just like always, it could wait. It had to. Turning his eyes away from Zoné, Catoir looked at the snowy ground below and shook his head. "No... I didn't. I really didn't," he finally muttered out coldly.

"..Right... Maybe things haven't changed so much then," Zoné let out a light sigh himself, but actually smiled as he stood up again. He took a moment to finish off the bread, but decided just to keep the rest of the milk with him as he started off in the direction back towards grocery store. The older of the two took a moment to adjust the glasses on his nose as he stood to follow. "Sooo, Catoir, do you think any of the others know yet?"

"Know what this time?"

"That you've always been such a goddamn liar." Catoir stopped. He looked up and watched the back of his brother's head for a moment, but he said nothing.
Mood: determineddetermined
Music: Seein' Red by Unwritten Law