Chaos Precip

To wonder why Eve was carrying a big old clunky chest around the Org Tower, was indeed a relevant question. Not that she would tell you her true reasons for dragging it around like a big ol' fifty pound teddy bear. She had already told several people that she was busy helping ‘someone’, and explained to two others, not much younger than herself, that it had been a dare. In reality however, the opposite was true.

She had made sure to rescue the metallic chest from its hiding spot before dawn. Before even the birds stirred or the crickets took to resting, she fetched it from under a scurry of blankets and pillows and other secret things. Eve made sure to check the chests contents, twice, counting each treat saved and each lost little toy she managed to gather. The smile on her face grew wider and wider as she imagined what Raz would say. After all, she’d been collecting these things since the super hero in training arrived.

“Today, I become the best side kick ever!”

As night sailed into day, the chest was shut tight, secured with two ropes, sitting on either side of the two latches. Then, trying to be as quiet as she could, she began the long haul of dragging it to her partner in crimes room.

"Raz..." She whispered, rapping at the door tentatively, trying to fight the urge to giggle bubbling up inside.

"Raaaaaaz. It's me…. I have treaaaaaaaasure for you."