Chapter 6
"It's him." Aeshua said as she slammed the door open. She threw her satchel and goggles on the couch beside the door showing her emerald worried eyes. The three other younger kids who were out with Aeshua followed after her, still happy and merry that they have found Toro.
"That was definitely him." She walked around the room, biting her fingernails while her hands were fidgeting and cold.
"Calm down, Aeshua. Why not sit for a while and take a sip of this nice cup of tea?"
TEA?!?
Aeshua rushed to her grandmother's side to see what she brewed this time. "Nana! No! That's not tea. That's boiled metal sheets." She took the cups from the table and her Nana's hand and threw them on the sink. She also took the kettle and threw its contents away.
"Oh. Antonio said it was tea." Nana said with shaking fingers pointing at Antonio who was busy tinkering a small clock.
He stopped. "What? I...I swear I did not, Aeshua. Before you--"
Bam!
"Ouch! You should stop knocking my head that way, you know. I could get can..can.." Antonio stuttered.
"What?" Aeshua laughed out loud knowing that Antonio always stuttered at the word cancer.
"You know. Get horribly sick!" Antonio continued feeling humiliated.
The three other kids snickered and giggled. Frustrated, Antonio pursed his lips, with a slight furrow between his brows as he stared sharply at Aeshua.
"What are you gonna do, An-twan-yaah" She tauntingly said as she danced while preparing the tea leaves she had stored in one of the shelves.
Blag!
Antonio clenched his fist and slammed his work bench, gritted his teeth, and breathed through his teeth. "I'm DONE!" He stood up, raised his hands on his head, and went straight to the door, slamming it on his way out. They could hear his heavy footsteps descending the stairs while mumbling on his way.
"My, my. Why did Jerry leave immediately? He hasn't even eaten dinner." Nana said.
"Nana, that's not Jerry." Aeshua replied as she placed the kettle on the stove top.
"That was Antonio. He'll be back soon. The tea will be ready soon too." She smiled and came near her, gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Lucas, Aehji, and Jim! Come down here for a while." Rushing down from the second floor, the three brothers raced towards Aeshua.
"Yeah yeah! I'm frist! I'm frist!" Lucas screamed and danced with enthusiasm while taunting Jim and Aehji.
"Frist! Frist! He said frist!" Jim laughed, holding his stomach and stomping his feet. "It's pronounced as first, not frist. Idiot!" He laughed some more.
Instead of getting annoyed, Lucas joined his brother laughing maniacally until they were teary eyed and their stomachs crammed from laughing too much.
Clap! Clap! Clap!
"Excuse me."
"Boys, I need your full attention" Aeshua clapped to get the kid's attention. "First, yes Lucas, It's first. F-I-R-S-T..First. Second, Jim, don't call your brother, idiot. And third, can you little balls of happiness look after Nana for a while?" She looked at them with puppy eyes and lips pouting.
"What's in it for us, yeah?" Jim butted and crossed his arms like a grown up man.
"Yeah whash insits for us?" The younger two repeated, copying their elder brother's actions.
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Without My Colored Glass Wings
AdventureOther than his haunting nightmares, Melo, a 13Ad yr old child, life is nothing but perfect. However, what if the surreal life that he is living isn't even reality but fragments of the reality that he wishes to live?