The Trail (johnten)

2.2

"oh come on! you have to be absolutely insane!"

"you're just closed-minded!"

"well you're just- just a fart head!"

ten stared up at johnny for a moment in pure disbelief before laughing harder than he has in an extremely long time. as the small boy crouched over with his hands on his knees, johnny crossed his arms and pouted.

"why are you laughing at me!" johnny exclaimed.

"johnny-" ten began before bursting out in laughter again.

"oh come on! it wasn't that funny!" johnny said as a smile plastered across his face.

ten looked pretty when he laughed.

it took about 5 minutes for ten to compose himself as johnny began to get worried for ten's lungs.

"ten seriously, you're going to die please calm down!" he laughed.

"johnny, do you realize that you just called me a fart head because i said i prefer cats over dogs?"

"i think my actions are completely justifiable, thank you very much," johnny smiled, putting his hands on his hips. this only made ten resume his laughing fit.

"oh god, i need to sit down before my lungs explode!" ten wheezed, leading johnny to a small bench.

the two boys sat, their legs pressed against each others'.

"i still don't understand why you thought me calling you a 'fart head' was so funny. would you prefer poopy head?" johnny asked, breaking the comfortable silence.

"oh my god johnny. are you 4?"