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“Wake up princess, we’re going out.” Lin huffed as she lightly punched a sleeping Kya’s head. She had taken a nap on the couch, and woke up with a snort before sighing. She reluctantly sat up and stretched.
“Spirits, Lin, there are better ways to wake up someone.” Kya groaned. A bone snapped as she continued her stretches. Lin smirked.
“Well, I figured hauling a boulder at you would ruin the couch, and we absolutely cannot have that.” She snickered. Kya smiled and laughed with her as she gave the Chief a playful soft punch of her own. After a few moments the two of them hopped into the car and made their way to…
“Wait, where are we going, anyways?” Kya asked, her mind a bit fuzzy still from the nap. Lin rolled her eyes.
“Do you even know what day it is?” A question was her response. Kya thought for a few moments.
“It’s tuesday.” The answer was a bit too… genuine than it should have been. Being stuck in some traffic, Lin took the opportunity to smack her face.
“Kya, it’s our anniversary.” She grumbled. Kya shot up immediately.
“Oh yeah!” She was a bit too ecstatic. She expected a reply, but realized Lin’s quiet anger was less embarrassing than her vocal one.
After a silent car ride, they pulled into Kwong’s Cuisine. They kept quiet during the entire seating procedure; Kya not knowing when it was right to speak, and Lin shutting herself up before she screamed in public. Their only words were calm, conserved mutters to the hostess for they had a reservation. As they sat waiting to be called. Lin crossed her arms and tapped her foot furiously. Kya sighed and sat looking away. After a few moments, they were called into the restaurant where they were seated at a wonderful private booth that was rounded, so they could sit beside each other. This would prove to be wonderful on other nights, but tonight it was a bit… tense.
After ordering, Kya figured it was finally time to break the silence.
“I, uh,” she started to stay stammering over her words.
“Oh for crying out loud just say it.” Lin growled, still agitated by Kya’s apparent forgetfulness.
“I got you this…” Kya said as she rummaged through her bag, pulling out a small box. Lin’s eyes widened in surprise, and then she smiled along with Kya.
“You little…” She laughed to herself. She should have figured Kya was just playing games the entire time. She rummaged through her own bag.
“I don’t think you’re gonna be able to top me this year.” She smirked, a challenge.
“That’s not what you said last night-”
“Shut it.”
Lin’s face brightened up as her hands rested on the prize. She then pulled out a record, a small 45. Kya had to squint to read the small print (Age really takes it’s toll on you!), and squeed in delight once realized what it was.
“How the heck did you get this!?” She exclaimed, her voice delighted as she grabbed the record. “‘Secret Tunnel’ went out of print years ago!”
“Look at the back,” Lin said, spinning her finger around in instruction. Kya almost dropped the album once she saw the tiny symbol in the right hand corner.
“You did not get a first pressing.” Her voice was in awe.
“Being the Chief of Police has it’s advantages, you know?” Lin winked. Kya kept grinning as she looked at the record, turning it back and forth, trying to understand if it was real or not. Lin remained smug, knowing she had won this year.
“I don’t know how you’re gonna beat that.” Lin said as she crossed her arms. Suddenly realizing the situation, Kya smirked and reached to grab her gift.
“You shouldn’t speak too soon…” Kya replied, her voice a bit sly. While Lin kept her arms crossed, looking proud, Kya opened her box to reveal something rather… special. Lin looked down at it, and instantly dropped her demeanour.
In the box was a bracelet. But it wasn’t just a bracelet, it was also an armlet, an anklet, a necklace. Whatever the wearer could bend it’s metallic properties to. Lin picked up the jewellery so delicately and preciously, holding it softly in her hands.
After all, it was her mother’s.
“Where the hell did you find this?” Lin’s voice was barely a whisper. “I thought it was lost along with mom…”
“Your sister actually found it after going through the cave again. For a detective, you never really do a thorough job when you’re cleaning up.” Kya winked.
Lin’s face melted into a smile, joyful tears starting to form. She lifted the metal with some bending, and bent it into an armlet, like her mother once loved to do. She pulled Kya into a kiss, and then kept her close, their foreheads touching tenderly.
“Thank you.” She whispered.
“Happy anniversary.” Kya replied.