Woah, okay. So this chick just walks into the research centre with her tiger?! That was weird...
My dad gave me a look that said 'deal with this' before leaving the two of us - and the tiger - alone. He hadn't bothered to light the fire like I'd asked. That's annoying, but I guess it's easy to do myself.
I knelt down in front of the grate, back turned so she couldn't see what I was doing with my hands. Something tells me that it's safe to tell the girl what I can do with flames, but I wanted to be sure.
"So, um... what's your name?" I asked awkwardly, standing up and brushing down my jeans. I got told by most of the adults that I shouldn't wear jeans here, in case they get wet. It's hard to dry them, but I couldn't really give a damn. I've got plenty.
"Ice." She responded, stroking and tugging at the clumps of snow in Sea's fur.
That's an... interesting name. "Pretty. I'm Aidan." I smiled, before walking over to the table with the snake on. Dad freaked out for a while when he found out it had gone missing. I told him to cool it and showed him where I kept it. He said I could have it as long as I didn't tell anyone.
I'm fine with that.
"This is Ekans..." I said, picking up the small snake. It slithered easily around my hand, getting comfortable before becoming docile again. It was too cold for it to be active. "He - or she - is my... pet, I guess."
She grinned at me. "Ekans? Like 'snake' backwards?" I nodded sheepishly; it was the best name I could come up with. I'm not particularly good at that kind of thing.
I sat down at the other end of the room from Ice, looking at her tiger warily. It seemed fine enough, but I still had my... reservations. I was also a bit overwhelmed by the sudden love I felt for this girl who'd I'd only just met, but felt like I'd known for my whole life.
Her confidence confused me. How could she just walk in here and start talking to me like that? Though, if I'm honest, I was finding it hard not to talk to her like an old friend. It should have been awkward, but it wasn't.
"Aidan!" I heard my father bellow, and I cringed, hearing the anger in his voice. Oh God, what does he want now? I waited, listening to his stomping footsteps come nearer. "You don't tell me you were expecting friends." He smiled tightly, and my eyes widened as I took in the too people hovering over his shoulder.
What is this?!