Nightmares
"Noatak…?"
"Hm… Tarrlok what is it?" Sleep was still in his eyes.
The only light was the oil lamp in Tarrlok's hand.
"I'm scared… I had a bad dream, and I'm too scared to sleep alone."
"Go ask Aunt Ahnah, she's here while mom and dad are in the South Pole visiting relatives."
"She smells like old lady, I don't wanna sleep next to an old lady…! She snores!"
"Ugh… fine!" Noatak moved to make room for his cowardly little brother. "But make sure you don't snore as well."
Tarrlok snuggled up next to his older brother as he settled himself in the bed.
"Tarrlok?"
"Hm?"
"You owe me one, little bro."
"'Kay…"