A/N: Day 29 - A Song From Your Childhood. In the end I chose "I'm A Train" because I have this theory that Eric is a secret nerd and this idea wouldn't leave me alone. It's based on something my Dad and uncle have done (and probably will do again). Hope you enjoy it :)
Day Twenty Nine: I'm A Train
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I'm a chook-a train
I'm a train!
- 'I'm A Train'
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"Remind me again how I let you talk me into these things," Pam said, crossing her arms as she eyed their surroundings dubiously.
"I don't have to talk you into them, you do it because you love me," Eric replied, shooting her a cheesy grin.
She pulled a face at him, "Nice try."
"It will be fun," Eric promised, staring off into the distance.
"Sure it will," Pam agreed drily moving over to a nearby bench.
Eric smirked but said nothing, until he noticed where Pam was headed. He spun around and had barely called out a warning before she sat down.
Right next to the 'wet paint' sign.
Eric had the grace to look contrite as Pam slowly turned from the sign to look at him. Still glowering, she stood up to inspect the damage done to her dress.
In the interest of his own safety, Eric hid his amusement as he saw the tell-tale white stripes on the back of her dress.
"You-" she began, barely containing her fury as she took a step towards him.
Unconsciously, Eric took a step back as he spread his hands in a gesture of innocence, "It's not my fault," he insisted, cutting her off. "I tried to warn you," he added, taking another step back as she stalked over to him.
"Vampire reflexes," she hissed, "and you didn't think to use them?"
"Why should I? You didn't use your eyes," he retorted, earning a smack on the arm.
"You owe me a new dress," she grumbled after a moment.
"I'll buy you two," he promised, moving to cover the damage with his jacket.
Slightly mollified, Pam allowed him to slip his arms around her waist and pull her back against him. "You better," she muttered, making him laugh as he rested his chin on her shoulder.
"How long is this going to take anyway?" she asked after a moment.
Eric checked his watch, "It shouldn't take much longer than another hour."
Pam sighed heavily, "Hooray," she muttered sarcastically.
Eric chuckled and tightened his hold on her as they lapsed into silence, both looking into the distance.
Eventually the area distant sound of a whistle caused the area to come alive as the handful of other spectators began to find a good viewing position. Eric drifted back to the vantage point he'd claimed, bringing a reluctant Pam with him.
When the steam engine came it moved so fast through the station that, even with their superior vampire senses, the duo barely had enough time to make out any of the details before it disappeared into the night.
"That was it?" Pam asked, completely underwhelmed as the sounds of the train receded.
Eric turned to look at her, clearly elated, "Wasn't it great?"
Pam suppressed a sigh but said nothing.
As they moved to follow the others off the platform, she silently promised herself that this was the last time she joined Eric on one of his train spotting jaunts.
