Your Pretty Face Won't Get You Anywhere

Chapter 29-Cleda says Sorry

"My dad always said never to get drunk," Cleda said as she sipped a coke. "because he said I had an infection in my liver when I was a baby, so if I drink, it will make it worse and I will die." Hunter scraped the skin off her injured knee, then he wiped off the blood. Shannon had been biting her there. I shook my head, now in my comfy pyjamas. Michael paused the telly where I was talking to Diana and Princess Eliza. "Cleeeds-mah pee, you should really know your still a 'shawty'. Stop drinking." He tutted, as he clambered onto the sofa top. "It's not funny." I sat on the wooden chair opposite him. "Cleda," Hunter said and he placed a few plasters on her knee in a criss-cross formation. "I care about you. You're my baby. You cry, and wee and poo and sleep. A cute idiot." Cleda giggled and burped. "I'm sorry babi. I didn't want to scare you, I was just having a fun time babi." "Cleda? Y-You're Kortkanian?" (making up a fake language thing now) She nodded. "I am. I was born in Kortkania, in the capital. Kunia. I used to go to Twinkle Toes Nursery there!" I squealed and giggled in my seat. "Ush kopa kidtlt babi shopakika banshika Kortkania! Hambonshka shra dembonshka goshka shklotle!" (It's super cool to have someone like me! We can even have a secret chat!) "Inshonkonta!" (I'm so excited!) replied Cleda. The boys just stared at us as if we were from Mars. "Most of the Kortkanians were killed during 'The Again' that ancient civilisation thought would happen in 1700 years. And here we are, with less than 1% of the world's Kortkanians left." I said to them. "It's happening now actually, but it's ended. Only Kortkania is still being bombed by the Chinese. They were once Kortkanian, but when they found land, they conquered it and left their families. Now they want revenge, and want to rule the world. And that land was China by the way."