I really just don't want to be here.

Anastasia? The boy blinked. He could never remember seeing that movie, or even hearing about it, actually. Maybe he just had horrible memory, but then again, that couldn't be the case. His memory was actually rather good. "I've never seen that movie," he said. "Nor have I ever heard of it. What's it about?"

Sabriel nodded slowly, sort of understanding, but she really didn't go into depth. But then again, maybe that was a good thing, seeing as how he didn't want to have to listen to a huge explanation of something as simple as a movie. "I see," he said, sort of amused by the fact that one of the people's names had been Nicolas. "I guess I'll have to watch it sometime." The boy's tail twitched back and forth when he said that, but not for any particular reason. He was just kind of bored.

At that moment, footsteps began to sound from the hallway. The young man sighed, looking at the bottle of pills he had in his hand. Sabriel hadn't taken his medication today. He always counted the amount of pills in the bottle to make sure, and it seemed that his brother hadn't taken his medication for quite a while.

Nicolas looked at Sabriel and Mery, and smiled, putting the bottle of pills behind his back for the time being. "Hello," he said to the both of them. "I'm glad you two have met already. You two getting along?"

Sabriel gulped. He knew that Nicolas was going to have the medication with him, and he stood up, a nervous feeling in his stomach. Why couldn't his brother just accept that he didn't need those pills? "Hi, Nikki," he said quietly, looking down, knowing what was about to happen in a few moments.

Nicolas laughed. "I'm sure you aren't boring him, hon," he said, wrapping an arm around her shoulder and giving her a half hug. "And hi, Pooka." He laughed at himself for talking to her dog, but didn't really care.

And now was when he turned to his brother. "Sabriel, why haven't you been taking your pills?" he asked, an annoyed, yet worried and concerned look on his face.

The thirteen-year-old sighed, still not looking up. "Because I don't need them... there's nothing wrong with me..." he said quietly, kicking the ground. That was always his excuse.

The older male rolled his eyes, and handed the bottle to his brother, the pills making a slight rattling sound as he did so. "That answer never works, you should realize that by now. Take your pills. NOW."

Sabriel sighed again, but nodded, taking the bottle from his brother. He didn't take his medicine just yet, though, but he was going to.

Well, it was time to get this over with. Sabriel unscrewed the cap and took out two of the medium sized, white pills, and popped them into his mouth. He swallowed them, nearly choking, but managing to get them down in the end. The boy sighed, and handed the bottle back to Nicolas. "Happy now?" he asked.

Nicolas smiled, taking the bottle back and putting it into one of his pockets. "Quite," he said, then looked back to Mery. "I've been well, thanks," he said. "And yourself?" He was sure that she was going to ask about Sabriel's medication later on, so for now, he would leave the subject alone. He wouldn't dare talk about it in front of his younger brother, or even bring it up himself.

Nicolas smiled. It sounded to him like she was better, and she did look a little bit better as well. Plus, she was even walking now. That made him happy. "I'm glad you're alright," he said. He had expected her to be somewhat tired, seeing as how she was getting over mono. He blinked upon seeing her bite her lip. "Something wrong?" he asked her.