10 ways siblings can suck the life out of you

Having wandered here there and everywhere, Ig had only just managed to find himself a place he actually wanted to hang around in for a few days. The barren, well packed dirt with only sparse patches of dry grass, the many rusted remains of human objects, the wide expanse of near nothingness... Just like home.

It was weird how in under a season he could suddenly find himself homesick. Only it wasn't normal homesickness, because it was coupled with a sort of nostalgic longing. Ignatius longed for the time before everything was ruined. Ah, but he'd done enough moping lately. The least he could do was shove those feelings to the back of his mind for a while and enjoy himself today.

After spending the morning climbing over every large, remotely climbable object he could find - which was a fair number - and exploring every place he could find that might house something, anything at all of interest... he was bored. No sooner had he thought it than he heard the soft little beats that could only be raindrops on metal. Moments later a large drop smacked him in the eye, then several more on his head. He managed to find his way into the only car with a both a roof, and an open door just as it began to really pour. Shaking out his firey pelt, the man wondered where his sister might be. She'd probably like exploring here. Maybe. Sephi had initially been almost as bitter as him about their situation, so maybe she wouldn't enjoy the familiarity.