The day was shining bright and Aaron was eating his apple - he made sure to choose a very red one, just the way he loved - while looking in the direction of the small city not so far from where he was, swinging his dangling legs.
"Get down from there, Aaron!" The dark haired teenager asked, looking up with his hand covering his eyes. "You'll end up falling!"
"Oh, I am going, Hans!" Aaron answered, pouting. He loved to watch the city, since it was the closer he would ever get from there.
Once the boy was on the ground, safe and sound, Hans hugged him.
"You silly boy! You can't do this kind of thing. I already told you!"
"Oh, Hans, you worry too much!" Aaron waved his hand at Hans, dismissing his words.
"I care about you, brother. Because I love you very much."
