Price Tag
"We're doing what?"
Nunally rolled her eyes and tapped her tea cup in irritation. "I don't want to either."
"Hiking."
"Yes."
"We're going hiking!"
"I don't think Euphy was vain enough that she'd ignore the fact that her paraplegic sister can't request a wheelchair ramp on Mount Everest!" she cracked a smile but tried to stay annoyed, violet eyes swimming with delight. "I think you're exagerrating just a tad brother."
I worried my lower lip with my teeth, surpressing a smile of my own. "Who else is going?"
"Cornelia, if she isn't busy, her and Guilford are going to be ribbon cutting today. Suzaku, Euphy, me, and you."
"You and I Nunally-I noticed mother isn't trying to bond with her future son-in-law?"
"I know that father isn;t either." A spark flashed in her eyes, not wanting to glare.
"Obviously. SO any ideas as to what we're doing when the health nuts go exploring?"
"Junk food in the limo-"
"We?" Damn. Speak of the devil! "Um, 'cause you know how I am with heights and..."
Euphemia had that semi-psychotic smile that was ever present on her face, and squeezed my shoulder a little harsher than necessary. Looks like she still hadn't gotten over the slap yet.
"I think it would be a good family bonding activity. Especially with the way our family has been lately-" I gestured to my much disabled sister. She only glared at me for interrupting.
"We're not mountain hiking Lulu. We're going up a hill."
It sounded better, but this is me we're talking about.
When I told her those exact word, she used the oldest and most successful tactic in the book. Puppy dog eyes. As loathe as I am to admit, I gave in. Which sucked.
