Trembling Hands

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Spitfire sniffled as tears started to dry,

Scott continued to hold him tightly,

although, it wasn't easy for Scott to brush off the fact Spitfire cheated on him while still in a relationship,

Spitfires' well-being was way more

meaningful to Scott than some thought,

"Come on... Let's head home." Scott says slowly, nudging Spitfire back a bit to look at him, "Dry your tears, I'm not mad at you, Come on?... where's that smile?" he asks

Spitfire frowns, "I despise my smile."

"You What?... your smile brightens my day from grey clouds,

you're like a god damn spirit yourself." Scott grins, taking Spitfire's hand,

"let's get you home."

Spitfire nods and followed closely behind Scott still,

drying tears that seemed to ignore his hints to stop falling,

The two drove and finally arrived at Spitfire's uncle's House

Yes, the very large castle one!

Scott didn't get out but leaned over the seat to hug Spitfire,

Spitfire shut the truck door and walked up the stairs

to the front entrance after the hug,

Scott watched for a minute or two before honking the horn,

waving and driving off,

Spitfire waved then

took a deep breath and stepped inside,

Tomorrow is Kodas birthday,

It was a surprise party like no other so,

everyone was working extra hard to decorate,

"My Favorite nephew... just the person I wanted to see,"

Buddy says, walking over to Spitfire who,

barely stepped inside,

"Alright, upstairs in the supply room,

there is a box of streamers and balloons,

if you could go, get that and bring it to me in the kitchen,

that would be awesome,"

Spitfire listened, then responded,

"Let me run upstairs and put my jacket up,

then I can help you," He grins,

"Great!" Buddy smiles,

with a feather duster in hand, he dusted the wall for no reason,

Spitfire hurried upstairs,

opening his door and shutting it behind him,

tossing his jacket on his bed which no one slept in the night before,

he headed into the bathroom to scan for his necklace real quickly

but again, fails to find it,

he glances into his mirror,

fixing a piece of hair that bothered him,

then raced downstairs again,

only to climb them again

when he realized he spaced out, and the supply room was upstairs,

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