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Chilly Boulder, Tuesday Evening

As it had been for him, bringing his 'little sister' to get ice cream was a must in making certain she felt at ease here.

And perhaps he wanted a bit of ice cream for himself, after all.

Really, she should just be glad he wasn't cruel and would never attempt to feed her raw fish.

"I find, the chocolate ones can be a bit much."

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Shilo pondered the menu. "I'll say. I haven't had ice cream in forever. Dad-" the tiniest pause to get over the catch in her throat- "Dad only let me have it on special occasions. I think the strawberry cheesecake one looks pretty good though."

"I haven't had that one," Merlin said, looking at her once to make certain she was alright. And then, as if imparting some sort of grave secret, he leaned forward to tell her, "You can ask for a taste of any you are interested in."

"That sounds like a good idea." Shilo waved at the person behind the counter. "Hi, could I try the cheesecake ice cream, please?"

The tiny spoon was dipped and passed, and Shilo's expression was priceless. "WOW. Oh, wow. Yes, I'll have the strawberry cheesecake sundae please!"

Merlin just grinned. "I've tried a new one every time I've been. The... mint one. Please," He asked the clerk.

"That sounds like a good practice," Shilo said as her sundae was handed over the counter to her. "I hope you don't mind if I take it up as well."

She put a big spoonful of her sundae in her mouth and smiled around it.

"I insist," Merlin replied. Getting his own, he nodded toward one of the tables.

"Cool," Shilo replied, heading towards the table he'd indicated. When she sat down, she quietly said, "So what are you taking for workshops?"

"One about the beach, a bit on adjusting to the new things here and--" He took a large bite of ice cream and mumbled something that may have vaguely sounded like 'magic'.

"What was the last one?" Shilo asked, tilting her head to one side, while a spoonful of her sundae hovered between the dish and her mouth.

"A bit on magic." Not important. "What are you taking?"

"I have drama on Monday, archeology on Tuesday, and superhero fashion and storytelling on Thursday. What kind of magic?"

She's totally not letting him off the hook that easily. No sir.

She was a cruel sibling. "Something about using it on the fly. Superhero fashion? Francine is in that, I think!"

He was trying to distract to much.

"That sounds interesting. I wish I knew how to do magic." Things back home might have been a LOT different if I had, she mused to herself. "Yeah, I don't know how I ended up in it at all. I have no aspirations of being a superhero, since I obviously have no powers or anything."

"Neither does Francine," Merlin replied. "But I'm almost certain the classes sometimes are just by chance."

"Well, I'll reserve judgment on it until I've been to it," Shilo said, digging a large piece of strawberry from her sundae and spooning it into her mouth. "Who's Francine?"

"She's--er--my girlfriend. I'll tell her to look out for you in the heroing class."

Instead of Arthur. Whom he was sure would only make things worse.

"What does she look like, in case I spot her before she sees me?"

"Dark hair--" And breasts. "She'll be the one smiling a lot."

"Dark hair and a smile. Got it." Shilo poked at her ice cream for a minute and then said, "Soooo. She has a friend who does a radio show, and I think she thinks I'm trying to steal you. Or something."

Shilo's naive honesty often seemed across as point-blank blunt.

"Katchoo?" Merlin winced. "She's just very protective of Francine."

"Do you think Francine would mind telling her that I'm just hanging out with you because you're my Big Brother and one of the few people I know here? Because I'd really rather not get beat up for something I'm not doing."

Merlin shook his head. "She won't hurt you," He promised. "Her bark is worse than her bite."

"If you say so." Shilo shrugged offhandedly. "I've known people who were like that and ended up having a pretty nasty bite. And rabies."

"She's like that with me still." Because psychotic overprotectiveness is normal.

"Ooookay." Shilo looked down at her sundae. "So did you hear about the party Saturday?"

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