"Come on, Noct! You promised!" "I know...but we're low on gas." Noctis looked into the review mirror, suppressing an aggravated groan as Prompto hung onto the headrest of his seat. Once the blond got something into his mind, it wasn't easy to sway him. [i]Especially [/i]when it came to Chocobos. For the past ten minutes, they had been debating back and fourth, attempting to decide whether or not to go to the Chocobo Ranch. In the beginning, idea sounded appealing, but after Ignis pointed out that their fuel was running out, the group started to change their minds about their destination. All aside from Prompto, of course. The youngest of the group had his heart set on seeing the large golden birds, and he wasn't willing to surrender. "Aw, we can make it!" With a loud, dramatic sigh, Prompto leaned back, adjusting his camera lens for umpteenth time. "I was hoping for a group shot, Noct! Maybe a couple of selfies, too." The day was still early. All Noctis wanted to do was to catch up on some much needed sleep. After a moment of consideration, he sighed in defeat. He couldn't say no to his best friend. "Well...I guess if we take the back road, we should be able to make it." The prince glanced to Ignis and Gladiolus with a hint of hesitation; hopefully they would be on board with his decision. Prompto couldn't keep the grin off of his face. With a small fist pump of success, he set his camera in his lap, ready for shooting. "You won't regret this, Noct!" * * * The drive was a long one, even longer than Ignis had anticipated. "We're not going to make it." Noctis eyed the gauge, his heart sinking. They had five miles left to go, and he didn't fancy the idea of walking there on foot. "We'll make it!" Prompto started to insist that there was enough fuel, right as the Regalia came to a slow, rolling stop. "...Or not." Noctis sighed, leaning his head on the steering wheel as Gladiolus cursed their misfortune. "Looks like we're walking." As much as Noctis wanted to, he couldn't completely blame Prompto. The decision to go hadn't been made by him, though he certainly had pestered them. "Come on." With varying sighs and grunts of annoyance, all four exited the vehicle. Prompto offered them a light, guilt ridden smile. "At least it's a nice day, right?" For the most part, the walk there was a quiet one, aside from Gladiolus blaming Prompto. After what felt a lifetime, Noctis spotted a neon sign. "Looks like we've made it." It was his hope that the owners would have some extra fuel that they might buy off of them. The sun was hot and relentless, they were without shade and clad in black which was an unwelcome combination, given the heat. Prompto quickened his pace, breathing in the fresh country air. "I can't wait! See any?" They were still on the road, but he could spot some wooden fence posts through some of the trees. "Think they've got any baby Chocobos?" Noctis shrugged, removing his jacket with a small sigh. "Couldn't say." The closer they got, the more they could see of the property. Prompto moved ahead of the group, eagerly looking for anyone in charge.