He stared over the edge of his newspaper, startled by the sudden ringing of the bell that hung above the front door.
A familiar face peeked in. Red hair ruffled in the breeze. The kid closed the door behind him.
"You again," the shopkeeper muttered. "Same old same old?"
"Erm...yeah."
The Sky Knight looked a little embarrassed. The man let out a sigh and got up, setting his paper down and making his way to the back of the store.
He popped back out with the exact same item the kid always came here for.
"That'll be three fifty."
The boy handed over the money, then took his new pair of energy blades and departed.
The man raised an eyebrow, took out his store ledger, and ran an ink stained finger down the list of tallies.
"Energy blades number...three forty two."
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A/N: Seriously, where does Aerrow get his energy blades? He's always losing them in dog fights and what not...
When I have a question I don't know the answer to...I make one up.