Curse of agony (Completed)✔️ [Vampire]

Chapter-11 Eagle and Razor

I should have known where the stationary shop is. I must have looked like a rotten tomato when I asked Luke about the stationary shop. Luke didn't say much and took me to the stationary shop like I asked.

I got threads, papers, tapes and few more stuffs with the money I earned. By the time we came back home, I thought Luke would've found out what I am planning by now. But boy I am wrong; this guy over here literally has no idea on what we are going to do.

"I get that you are born with a golden spoon but I didn't know you were this dumb," I snorted shaking my head.

"Hey, that's rude," Luke rolled his eyes keeping a hand in his heart. Him and his playfulness, I could never get over it.

"We are making a kite, rings any bell? Thread, paper, tapes," I showed him every item for to make him understand.

"Ah... well if so, then be ready to lose, I'm an ace at making kites."

Who is he kidding, if that's the case he should have already found out that we are making kites, I'm sure that he is lying.

"Huh, let's see."

Both of us started making our kites and he wasn't he wasn't kidding when he said he is good at it. He made his kite even before I could go half way through mine, this guy is indeed good at making kites.

"Done," he kept his kite in front of me. His kite was magnificent and perfect, I know for sure that my kite will not even come below it.

"Could you make mine too?" I grinned at him softly trying to convince him to make me a kite like he did. Me making kites will look more like me murdering it at this point.

He thought for a second, "Hmm what would I get from that?" I snorted.

"What do you need?"

What is he five? Asking for something in return like a kid.

"I get to use a favor sometime in the future." I nodded my head.

"No, nodding won't work. I need an agreement here," he wrote something in the sticky note and signed it. "Luna owns Luke a favor," he read out loud showing me the paper.

"Fine," I signed in his childish agreement. I thought he is going to keep it aside but he tucked it his pocket sound and safe before he started doing my kite.

Halfway through the making he startled me with a random question, "Why kite though?"

'Can I get a kite too?' I asked Charlotte looking at the kids flying kites with their parents.

'No, kites are for useless normal people. You are special and such silly things makes you weak,' she spit out adding another mud bag in my bucket.

'Work harder, you need to be strong.'

I whined, struggling with the over weighing bucket. While the kids were enjoying at beach I was working out, preparing for a war.