The Jungle- #Merome fanfiction

Making a friend...

Mitchs' POV

Im still unsure about this Bacca, though this part of the jungle is beautiful! The water is completely clear, which is probably why Jerome likes to fish here. Im washing myself in this small river, we've been in complete silence for about 5 minutes..."Yes" I say...."Yes what?" Jerome asks, "Yes, I am Canadian." I simply reply..."Cool, I could've guessed" Jerome laughed. Jerome is perched on a branch which is arched over the river, sometimes I could see his eyes following the flies which were circling him- looks like he needs to wash too! Suddenly, Jerome leaps into the water, the water splashing me right in the face…”Oops” he replies smiling…”You’re gonna get it!” I joke, splashing water at him, his hair goes flat, he looks like a wet dog, hair is now covering his eyes, and his coat has gone a much darker colour, he flicks his hair, the droplets acting like a whip, hitting everything! “Thanks” he says flashing me the middle finger, making me giggle. “Do you live here?” I ask him, looking at his mesmerising eyes, “Yes, I’ve lived in this jungle for nearly 4 years!”, he says joyfully, thats about as long as me! “Wow, me too” I add, his ears pricking up. “Its weird, you’re different” Jerome states, studying me again, “what do you mean?” I ask confused, “Well, when I was younger, my tribe always told me how horrible humans were, how they loved to kill and fight in wars” Jerome says, tilting his head to one side…its sad, because his tribe was right, well for the most part…”You don’t know me yet!” I say, smirking, the bacca raising an eyebrow.  “Are you hungry?” I ask, seeing as Jerome said he needed food, “Yeah, a little, well I did come here to fish!” Jerome adds, Im such an inconvenience for such a massive creature. “Here, have this” I say, offering him a cooked fish, Jerome reacts as though I’ve killed his whole family, he leaps back, bearing his teeth with his hair standing on end, he growls aggressively. “No!” He snaps simply, “What?!” I ask panicked “Baccas can’t eat cooked fish!” Jerome says forcefully, as if I was supposed to know…”wow, ok…sor” I start, struggling the end of the sentence…”You ok?” Jerome asks worriedly “Yes, I’m fine” I say coldly. Jeromes’ stomach rumbles loudly, “Well, what do you want then?!” I half yell, “don’t worry about it!” Jerome says, plunging his head into the water, soon resurfacing with a large salmon in his mouth, the fishes tail wiggling, making me laugh “wh.aa..t?” Jerome asks, with his mouthful, just making me laugh more. I grab the salmon out of his mouth... I jump onto the river bank, whilst Jerome sat in the water, his eyes still locked onto the fish in my hand, “You want this?” I ask excitedly, Jerome stands and begs, nodding, whilst his tongue is hung out of one side of his mouth “You want this?” I ask again, Jerome jumping, his stubby tail wagging madly…”You sure?” I ask, the bacca is now making bark-like noises, I can see the animal is getting impatient, so I throw it- Jerome leaps like 6 foot into the air, he pierces the fish with his canines catching the salmon instantly, he falls back into the water, eating the fish in record speed, I’m surprised he doesn't get ill! 

Once Jerome had eaten the fish, he leaped onto the river bank, joining me in sitting down…he doesnt stay sat for long though, he gets up and shakes, sending litres of water straight towards me…great…I roll my eyes, whilst Jerome is pissing himself laughing…he joins me in sitting down again, though he is laying more like a dog. “That was great!” he smiled a toothy grin, it was, today has been awesome, I feel as though I have finally made a friend…it only took 4 years! 

Jeromes’ POV

This human isn’t as bad as his species is supposed to be…today has been….fun….wow, that is something I haven’t said for a while! Anyway, it is starting to get dark now, me and Mitch are sat on the river bank, watching the sun set…I can see Mitch is starting to get tired, he has laid down now, instead of his original seated position. I am already laying, it is way more comfortable than sitting up, well maybe thats because I’m so big - hehe - I suddenly feel warmth besides me, I look down to see Mitch cuddled into my fur, fast asleep, cute, I leave him like it for a while, until he tries to snake his arms around my waist, I blush. Ok, time for a actual bed Mitchell!…yes, ‘bed’ not ‘Bacca’. I decide to pick him up, he cuddles into my chest, I blush again, I look down at his features, damn, those cheekbones…anyway…I carry him back to my hut, I lay him on my bed, and place a blanket over him…I proceed to lay on the floor besides the bed…Today has been amazing, I made a friend…Mitch.