As I'd want it to be
Really just my thoughts on book four Dark Days. Most of my predictions for other books (such as Harry Potter 7, Eragon 3) have come true, the others have yet to be mentioned.
Disclaimer: None of the characters, concepts (such as how the magic system works) or places belong to me. Allnotmineunfortunately. Though I'd really like to own Dublin or even Haggard. Or Skulduggery Pleasant.
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The young transporter pouted playfully.
„I'm so sick of being treated like some kind of means of transportation. I'm a real person with real feelings", he chided Valkyrie.
„I'm glad we both know that's not true. You're no mount to me. More like a pet. Now sit up and beg, will ya?", she boxed him in the arm.
„Yip yip!", he made.
They both started laughing.
But it was true.
Fletcher had not only become a very good friend to Valkyrie but also her cab. She didn't have Skulduggery to get her everywhere.
„You know. As long as I can be your friend I will take you anywhere you want", he smiled a genuine smile.
Even though she held no romatic feelings for him she had to admit he looked good.
Especially when he was smiling like this.
She hugged him.
„Anytime."
„The getting you somewhere or the being your friend?"
„Both."
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„Fletcher, today is a special day for you."
He cocked his head.
She seemed very serious and formal.
She also held a small black box in her hands.
He curiously looked at it.
„What is that?"
„Patience…"
She took a deep breath.
„For the past months you have been here almost every day. You sleep here sometimes and we are having a great deal of fun whenever we're here together. I know that since you're a Transporter and don't care for human locks this is purely symbolical but that doesn't matter."
She opened the box very slowly, and thus dramatically, with her thumbs.
Inside on some grey velvet lay a single silver key.
„Hereby I grant you the right to enter this house whenever you want to."
He took the key with awe.
„You mean I get my own key to the front door?"
„Yes. But be sure not to loose it. I had this one made from my own money."
„Don't worry."
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„Hey, that's cheating!"
„No, it's not!"
„Yes, it is."
„You walk on walls. Is that what you call fair?"
„I'm not growing extra limbs."
„They're not limbs."
„Hm."
„What, hm?"
„You're right."
„I am?"
„Yes. They're not limbs. They're more like tentacles."
Valkyrie sighed.
„Maybe you're right."
„So no Necromancy anymore?"
„They are tentacles."
She grinned again and slashed forward at Tanith.
She just shook her head and slashed forward as well.
After all, they were best friends.