Gil is working on a surprise, but Tarvek nearly ruins all of his plans.
387 words | [PG]
Gil bent over his workbench, back aching as he painstakingly assembled the last bit of his project. He twisted the pieces together with a satisfying click and let out a soft sigh.
“What are you doing?” Tarvek asked, his voice absurdly loud in the small room.
Gil jumped, sending the small object soaring into the air. He scrambled out of his chair, lurching after it as Tarvek sauntered into the room, easily catching it from the air in front of Gil’s face.
“Give it back,” Gil demanded which only put a devious smile on Tarvek’s face.
“What’s this then?” he asked, holding it up to his face as it fell to a frown. “Is this a… ring?”
Gil swallowed hard. “No, it’s- I mean, yes, sort of. It’s-”
“What’s this say?” Tarvek squinted at the ring. “Is that a Wulfenbach sigil engraved on it? Wait, this looks more like a connector from a hydraulics system. What is this?”
Gil snatched the ring away. “It’s nothing; forget it.”
“Well, now I know it’s nothing.”
Stuffing the ring in his pocket, Gil quickly cleaned up to hide his flaming face. “What do you even want?”
“Is that for Agatha?”
A growl built. “It is Agatha’s. I gave it to her a long time ago, and now… Now I’m giving it back to her. That’s all it is. Just drop it, okay?”
When he finally glanced up, the look on Tarvek’s face nearly broke him. He looked hurt. But just as quickly, Tarvek schooled his features back to his normal stoic facade.
“Agatha wants us in the lab,” Tarvek said curtly, turning on his heel and not waiting to see if Gil followed.
Gil let out a long breath, taking the ring from his pocket to examine. It was still in perfect condition—polished to a glossy shine. Agatha had thought it silly and presumptuous when he’s placed it on her finger all those years ago. Of course, in his eager foolishness, it had been both, but she’d kept it. At least for a little while. He thought maybe she’d like it back, but Tarvek hated it. Of course he did—he hated everything Wulfenbach.
“You coming or what?” Tarvek yelled from the hall.
With another sigh, Gil shoved the ring back in his pocket and hurried after his friend.
NEXT: Unexpected Consequences