September 28th
You're mad...
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"You know what I think?"
"What?"
"I think you're mad."
Peter chuckled. "Come on Ed, we're on holiday." He said. "Live a little."
"I dunno about you but I've come on this holiday to relax." Edmund told his brother. "Not to go on a bloody hike that early in the morning."
Peter raised an eyebrow. "Oh come on," He said. "Please?"
"What if I had other things planned?"
"What? Laying on the beach with your nose buried in a book?" Peter asked.
Edmund looked offended. "There's nothing wrong with that." He defended.
Peter laughed. "If you come we can get ice cream on the way home." He said. "I'll buy."
Edmund sighed at his brother, knowing how badly he wanted him to go, and if he was honest he could never really refuse when Peter really wanted to do something. Besides, after everything Peter had done for him the least he could do was go on an early morning walk.
"Alright fine." He said eventually.
Peter's face lit up though he did try to hide it.
"But I want a flake and sprinkles with the ice cream that you're buying me." Edmund added.
Peter smiled. "Deal."
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