AN: Alright, chapter 2! I'd like to give thanks to Gunlord500 for taking the time to leave a review, it really means a lot to me! If you're reading this, I'd REALLY appreciate it if you left a review, 'cause it shows that I'm doing something right. Or that I screwed up and hopefully I can fix my error. It doesn't even matter if you're anonymous or not, if you wanna say something about the story, leave a review or send me a PM. Anyway, I'm gonna try to take this story in a different direction than my other two. Also, if anyone could put a song title in a review that kinda sums this chapter up, I'd really appreciate it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Fire Emblem, and I probably never will.
"C'mon Naesala, look at the kid! He's pitiful! And besides, literally nobody else buys anything from here!" Vika argued, exasperated. Naesala shook his head.
"No way, I LIVE off of this store. Like hell I'd give shit away for free! Not unless I was properly compensated, of course." Naesala said, smirking. Vika sighed.
"Alright, alright. I'll buy you something to eat and then we'll go back to your damn place, you little fiend." Vika relented, scowling.
"And this is why I love ya, babe." Naesala said, strutting up to her and kissing her forehead. Vika started to smirk as well.
"Aw, I can't stay mad at you." Vika crooned, leaning her head against Naesala's chest. Rolf raised an eyebrow.
"So… do you two hate each other or like each other?" Rolf asked, his head titled to the side. Naesala shrugged.
"The latter of the two." Naesala replied. "So, should we take this back to my place or yours." Naesala said, grinning at the thought. Vika lightly hit him and giggled.
"Naesala, don't talk about stuff like that in front of Rolf!" Vika said, grinning. Rolf turned around.
"Did you two say something?" Rolf asked, and Vika shook her head in response. Satisfied with this answer, Rolf turned back around to the CDs he was looking through.
"Nice kid. How do you know him?" Naesala asked, slinging his arm around her shoulder. Vika smiled.
"Just met him today, I'm supposed to be baby sitting him." She answered, fondly smiling. "The kid's kinda grown on me. Like, the little brother I never had. Even if I've only known him for a few hours." Rolf saw her staring at him, smiled, and waved, holding a CD case in his hand. "What've you got there Rolf?" she asked, her eyebrow raised.
"I dunno, some band called Metal Church. The cover's really cool!" he said, excited. Vika sighed.
"Wanna make that two dinners, Nae?" Vika asked. Naesala shook his head.
"It's on the house. Hey, do you two wanna go out and get something to eat? It's my treat." Naesala said, waving around his wallet. Vika shrugged.
"It's your choice kid." Rolf frowned.
"We should head back soon, but… I guess we could make it back in time if it's not too far away." Naesala smirked.
"Alright, generic restaurant, here we come!" He shouted.
"Damn, that restaurant was good." Vika said, smiling contentedly, back at Rolf's house. However, she was surprised when a pair of arms wrapped around her waist and Rolf's face was pressed against her back. While in this position Rolf mumbled something, which Vika didn't quite hear.
"Huh, speak up kid." She said, as Rolf took his face away from the back of her shirt.
"Thanks for being here, Vika…" Rolf said, shyly. Vika grinned.
"Hey, no problem. And thanks for being you kiddo." She said, as someone knocked on the door.
"And, that's my cue to leave. See ya soon kid." She said, as she opened the door, to a worried looking Oscar.
"Thanks for looking after him. He didn't give you any trouble, did he?" Oscar asked. Vika smiled.
"No, he was amazing. If you need anyone to look after him, gimme a call, alright? It's not like of got anything else to do." Vika said, walking out the door to her car and driving away.