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It was night time when they came back.
Cuddled up in a blanket on her friends sorry excuse of a bed, Emma watched Tom seated at his desk and flickered page to page in one of his new school books. Every once in a while he would exchanged hisses with Solomon who was wrapped around his shoulders as usual.
“So the outing went well..?”
No response, the boy seemed dead to the world. On the other hand Solomon raised his little head and hissed ”yes.”
However to Emma it was something among the lines of ”I tried to eat a child today.”
“…” She made a mental note to brush up on her snake wispier a bit more, half of the things the snakes been whispering hadn’t made any sense lately.
“It did,” Tom answered after a second. He looked like he wanted to say something else but decided not too. “How are you feeling?”
“Better, I didn’t keel over and die when Dennis fell from the tree on me.”
The boy looked up from his book for the first time and gave her a look.
“Don’t look at me like that,” the girl squinted.
”I’m not saying anything.”
Later on, Emma began dozing off, slumped over against the wall, the child yawned while the snake she later highjacked curled against her neck for warmth. Tom was still seated with one of the last remaining books that he hadn’t read near the the end of it’s s chapters.
“Hey Emma.”
Said person tilted her head, struggling to stay awake.
“If I was…different, would you still treat me the same?”
“Of course, what kind of dumb question is that?” Emma huffed, “Your my family, not to mention I like to think that I’ve got a good grasp on your psychotic tendencies-!?” Her face was struck by a rock hard pillow and in turn waking up Solomon. While the snake hissed angrily and Emma whimpering rubbing at her sore head, Tom sat still facing away from her.
”…Thanks.”
“No problem, Jerk.”