Chase curled up into a corner of the cart and they rushed ahead into the darkness, turning corners so quickly she was almost sure that they would go flying, and hit stalagmites the size of Christmas trees. Chase ducked her head under the rim of the cart and closed her eyes, trying not to get sick, when suddenly they slowed down, and came to a stop. Chase looked up and watched as the vault opened, and he scooped out some. "I thought you said deposit?" She whispered, rather confused, and looked up at her dad. "Doesn't deposit mean put in? Not take out?" She said with an almost fighting look. "Yes honey, but I think Nick misspoke, he meant to say 'Withdraw.' not that he has much to withdraw, but that should be good for this year anyway." he said lightly and turned to start talking with her mom again.
Chase shuddered and then looked at Nick when he got back into the carriage with a bag full of gold now. Chase smiled at him and then ducked her head down again as they shot back up the passage, and this time, Chase opened her eyes a fraction of an inch, and saw a jet of flame spurt at them as they passed a connected tunnel. Her eyes went wide and she stared at the wall for a long moment, her eyes still burning with the color of the flame in such a dark place like this. She bit her lip and closed her eyes again, ducking below the rim of the cart for the rest of the ride.
Once they made it to the stopping point, Chase slide out of the cart and wobbled over to her dad, where she clung to his hand like a support. He lifted her up and swung her onto his shoulders, where she spun her fingers into his fiery red hair, and looked down at Nick. "You're so small from up here!" She laughed. She was still so small for her dad, that he didn't have any problems lifting her up, even though she was eleven now, she had always acted younger then her age. "Lets go Daddy! Onward!" She said pointing ahead and giggling as he started through the doors and back into the main entrance area.