Burning Man

“I will! Oh that’d be awesome. I’ll let you know if I want anything baked,it’d be much better tasting then if I do it. Thanks.”She said,laughing lightly.”Exactly! And it’s not like your college age yet so that seems a little bit elaborate even for people who can afford it.”

“Please do let me know. I’ll be baking up a bunch of things in a few days, so hit me up,” he said. “Right?! It makes no sense.”

Matt gave a small grin, digging in his back pocket. He produced a tiny hunk of gold which began to twist in his palm into an ornate bracelet. “I do the same thing sometimes.”

Peyton watched the gold twist in awe. “That is such a cool power! Mine is just this,” he said, producing fire in his hand.

“You are sure?”

“Vases are a little bit better because you can use them for flowers. Boxes are more generic and a bit more odd.”

“I guess that makes sense. I really should not have become so reliant on my art and powers for presents,” he sighed.

“Good cause so do I so I think I’ll use it for my present too. Eww,that sounds obnoxious as hell.”

“Go for it! If you need anything baked, like cookies or cake, let me know. I will make you something as a thank you. Right?! Like, if my aunt can save the world like a billion times and not want anything from there, then I think my girlfriend will understand if I can’t afford to even buy just one of their boxes.”

Matt shrugged, looking at the box. “I mean, if she appreciates arts and crafts, I guess it’s okay. Or maybe put something in it?”

Peyton rubbed the back of his neck. “She loved the glass blown vase I made her for our anniversary. I can figure out something to put in it too, though,” he said.

“Dude,I don’t mean like jewelry. More like cupcakes or cookies inside the chest so there’s a sweet surprise when she opens it.”

“I like that idea. I jumped to that conclusion because someone told me I had to get my girlfriend something from Tiffany’s unless I thought she was garbage.”

     “Work harder,” Scarlett suggested, voice slightly darker with annoyance. “What’s your excuse? You’re seventeen? Teenagers are changing the global economy and speaking with the UN.”

“I am well aware of what 17 year old kids can do. My aunt and uncle saved the world starting back when they were I think 13. Plus my dad and other uncle were building amazing things when they were my age, too. I do make money. I sell my art on eBay and Craigslist when I need it. I just don’t have anything great ready right now,” he replied, irritated that she tried talking down to a Possible.

“I don’t know who this Blake person is and I don’t really care but… seriously you don’t get the relation? Chest, pirates? Nevermind.” he crossed his arms as he listened to what the other boy said. “Depending on how big it is, you could fill it with candy, items of your clothing that you think she could wear. Those are not expensive. You could also write some letters? Or draw her something if you’re good at that. It’s not a bad idea, you just need to figure out what to pair it with.”

“Oh... I guess I was too focused on thinking that people were confusing me with them,” Peyton said, blushing a little. “I think I get what you are saying. Thanks.”

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