Rabbit Hole Carnival: Draw

“Welcome to the Rabbit Carnival.” Nick said.

“What drink will be your festival?” Renee yawned.

“We here this place settles a lot of arguments, and myself and Hopper have one.”

“Someone ought to tell you you’re wrong, Jam.” Hopper replied.

“Boys!” Renee said, as slapped a menu down. “Your orders? Please.”

“Festival.” both replied, before looking at each other.

“Double mix mine though, and yes I’m sure.” Hopper said.

“Very well.” Renee said. “I’ll be in the back, daddy.”

“Seems kind of stupid now, huh?” Jam asked.

“Yeah… yeah it does.” Hopper said. “Like you said the job could’ve sideways a lot of ways.”

“Doesn’t change that I shouldn’t have rushed it…” Jam said.

“You two are aware it is possible for two things to be true, yes?” Nick asked. “You can have both rushed a thing, and needed too. Take my niece here, for example.”

“Niece?” Hopper asked.

“Ran here, and never looked back, huh?” Jam replied.

“Close.” Renee said, serving both their drinks. “Ran here just to rest for a night. Been getting my life back ever since.” 

“For how many years?” Hopper asked.

“Um… near a decade now I believe.” Renee replied.

‘You don’t know?” Jam asked.

“Moved in a week before I turned 18. I’m near… 25 now, actually. Considering two birthdays happened, so near a decade now.” Renee said.

“She was 22 when made her first drink.” Nick said.

“Which he still refuses to make.” Renee replied.

“You still won't make Five Hunters as well,  and you named the thing.” Nick

“Quid pro quo.” Renee said.

“I will take a Shocking Apple.” Hopper said.

“And I the Five Hunters.” Jam replied.

The two make the drinks, serve them to the brother, and watch them leave satisfied.
“You… never let me name Shocking Apple.” Nick said.

“You didn’t intend too, but… you did…” Renee replied.

“Did I name every drink on the menu too?” Nick asked.

“Okay, now you're just being ridiculous." Renee said. “No, but you helped me named Inky too, since you’re asking.”

“How so?” Nick asked. ‘I know I gave you Inky.”

“And a green apple once,” Renee said. “Was 1 dollar, and 35 cents. You fought with Mike about it.”

 “He would make that sort of thing a squabble” Nick said. “You really remember that?”

“It’s one of the few   things I haven’t blocked out, actually” Renee replied. The first moment I tasted I, kind of, sour apple.”

“And here you are out living me.” Nick said. ‘So I guess two draws then?”
“Fine by me.” Renee said. “In that case? Don’t wake me up unless you need to. I’m going back to bed.”