5. Relm Plays Nice?
Locke was sitting in a random chair, thinking of nothing in particular, when the youngest member of their group approached him with a bright smile pasted on her face. She was holding a piece of paper with one of her amazing pictures on it.
"Whatcha got there, kid?" he asked, crouching down to her level and giving her a small smile. Her brilliant grin grew impossibly, suspiciously bigger.
"It's a picture," she began, offering him the piece of paper, "for you!" He looked at the small child with surprise before examining the drawing; it was him, standing triumphantly on a ridiculously high mountain of artifacts and various other treasures. He mirrored her grin.
"It's great! Looks just like me." His grin quickly turned into a confused frown when he noticed she was standing with her arms wide open.
"What?"
"I want a hug!"
"Huh?!" The girl opened her eyes as wide as she possibly could.
"For drawing you the picture. I want a hug!"
Locke rubbed the back of his neck before shrugging.
"All right..." He awkwardly embraced the child for a few moments before she pulled away with a smirk on her face. Before he could say anything, she ran off.
The treasure hunter returned to his chair, thoroughly bewildered. His state of puzzlement was soon remedied by the shouting of an old man in the next room.
"Relm, where on earth did you get all that money?!" Locke shot out of his chair and quickly searched his person for his secret stash. It wasn't there.
"Aww, come on, grandpa! It's just some treasure I found!"
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Celes was about to ask Locke why he was standing in the middle of the room with his mouth hanging open, but when he sighed and began to walk away, she figured she wouldn't bother.
She did, however, want to know who this "clever kid" was who was making him chuckle.
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