МТН – Fantik [3]

"Come on, there's still a little bit left! Just- uhhh, just two more flights of stairs, ahaha..." Fantik said cheerfully as you followed her up the stairs, one step at a time.

Oh, God, when would this end? Why did she have to come up here so urgently, and why did she have to make you come with her, saying that she had a "surprise" for you upstairs? As if you wouldn't have followed her anyway, just to make sure you didn't lose each other. You were climbing up to the roof of one of the four empty and gray buildings that surrounded the only lawn in the area. Something that had been built and then abandoned halfway through and were about to collapse under your feet at any moment.

Soon you stopped to catch your breath, you looked up and there she was, with a mischievous glint in those empty mask's eyes and her hands on her hips. She wasn't laughing at your exhaustion, but she clearly found it amusing how quickly you were worn out.

"It's not much longer! You should run more, you know!"

Oh, you didn't even have time to think when she grabbed your hand and led you with quick, confident steps to the next, and this time the last, staircase.

Flat and empty roof, surrounded by twilight, a light fog that hid the distant surroundings from prying eyes, a light breeze, and the coolness that envelops you. Fantik let go of your hand and took a few steps closer to the edge, beckoning you to follow.

"Soooo..!" She exclaimed, stopping and swaying back and forth on her feet for a moment before turning to face you. "Here's my Christmas gift to you!"

You blinked. Somehow, Fantik always managed to figure out what season it was, what event it was, and so on, even though there were no signs of it at all, not even the slightest.
Fantik waved her sleeve, which covered her entire hand, around, as if pointing at the surroundings around you. "All of it. The whole world! The houses, the sky, the streets, the wind..."

"It's all yours. You can do whatever you want!"