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Summary: Apples can bring people together. This is a story of the lives of two who met over apples. Fem!Harry! Frost X Tyki Mikk Drabble

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"This is boring," Momo groaned after three hours.

I looked up from animals I had created to entertain Eeez and asked, "What do you normally do on a train ride?"

"Play poker," Clark answered me.

"I'm up for a game if you guys wanna play," I immediately was given four very surprised stares, "What?"

"You know how to play?" I nodded as I mentally snickered at the looks on their faces, "But you're a woman and poker's a man's game!"

My gaze sharpened into a glare that was directed towards the now pale Momo as I hissed, "Woman I maybe, but poker is anyone's game."

"R-right," The man nodded to my statement, "Let's play a game,"

Tyki took out a pack of cards and we began to play.

30 minutes later

I smirk at the wide eyed looks I was being given as I took my next batch of winnings. Tyki broke the silence that settled over us by asking, "Where did you learn to play?"

"A bunch of diffrent places with my brother," I answered with a small sigh, "It was mostly out of necessity really,"

"You're really good," Clark complimented me.

"Thanks," I leaned back into my seat.

"So where are you from?" Momo asked causing me to shrug.

"Momo!" Clark smacked him behind the head, "You do not ask a lady that,"

"It's fine," I giggle softly at the antics of the two, "I'm not afraid to tell you guys about it,"

"So where are you from Ms. Frost?" Eeez asked causing me to sigh lightly.

"The thing is I don't really know where I'm from," I smile sheepishly at them, "I've always been traveling,"

"Didn't your parents tell you about where you were born?" Clark asked only for me to shake my head.

"I...I never actually knew my parents," I looked out of the window, "I doubt I've even met them except for when I was born,"

"Who took care of you?" Momo asked as I became lost in my memories of a smiling man that always said to keep walking.

"Someone that was like an Uncle to me though to my brother he was a father figure," I smiled sadly.

"Did he di-" Before the question could be finished, Tyki cut him off.

"How about we talk about something else," I turned my gaze from the passing scenery and offered Tyki a small smile.

"Like what?" Momo asked as he looked at Tyki.

"Our jobs?" Clark suggested causing the others to agree.

I mentally sighed in relief and thanked god that Tyki hadn't let the questions continue.

End of chapter