"NORWEIGIAN!" I scream as I run into the living room and gliding on the Victorian rug. I end up falling on my butt bc of the rug. Julius and KJ were in a deep conversation about cats and overpopulation. They turn around suddenly.
"¿Qué?" Julius says with his head slightly tilt.
"Iggy can only hear when you speak Norwegian!"
"That's impossible."
"Iggy! Du forstår norsk!"
Iggy comes into the living room sipping in the last Capri Sun and says sí.
"See? I told you!"
Since Julius did not have as much intellectual capacity like me, he has to great his Norweigian-Catalan dictionary off his shelf.
After great skimming through the dictionary Julius says to Iggy,"Kan... du .. høre... meg?"
"Yes, I can."
"OMQ"
I wonder if Iggy can hear other languages, too.
•••••
Julius and I decided to go on a date. We've did a lot for Iggy, but now he is in the hands of KJ. Julius takes me to the most romantic place- Chuck E Cheese.
We walk in to find the smell of adolescents and plastic Italian pies. Just like home.
One of the employees gives us a table right next to the giant playground the size of life. His name tag reads Augzel.
I take the cheap paper napkin and put it on the outer part of my left thigh; I have to use more napkins to cover my whole lap.
"I was thinking,"Julius says. I slurp on my raspberry lemonade with a straw as I give him a look that says continue.
"I wanna have babies."
update march 15 2015
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