Chapter 3: Never Forgotten Platonic Friendship

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I peek my head into the dark hospital room the nurses had led us to. My eyes adjust to the new lighting and I make out the shape of a bed. I see jef, stuck full of IVs and tubes asleep yet nowhere near peaceful. ObaMa chan comes to my side gripping my shoulder nicely.

"It will be okay kitten" he says in a nicely decadent voice.

I shrug and gaize at jefrey.

" My apologies, I have a meeting imust attend to, I will send you a car when you need it," Obama whiuspers to me.

"Thank you" i say ever so genuine

Obama leave the room, and i walk to jefsreys gurney grabbiong his hand.

"Jef, thank you for being my platonic bff. I love you as a friend, no homo thats gross ;) thanks for whispering rude nothings to me when we first met. You will always be my bff forever and ever now i have to go snag a hot cocoa president" I say as i cardi B cackle on my way out

"LOVE YA Bud!" i think i hear jef say on my way out. Meh its just my imagination.

I walk outside the hospital to see night had fallen and notice a man with a "kitten" sign standing by a car. I walk over to it and get in. We begin to drive but I don't remember these streets...

"Hey, this isn't the way to my house!" I remark

The window in front of me slowly closes and the driver stays silent. I reach for the door but the child locks on. Suddenly the car comes to a stop and the doors unlock. I burst open the door and find myself in the arms of someone familiar... OBama Chann. I feel something in his hand, its papers.

"Welcome to your new home, darling," He says excitedly.

" New home?" I questions.

"I've just finished signing your adoption papers!" He says in a fabulous voice.

"DADDY CHANNNNN NGNMNGNHPH!!!!" i scream not knowing what just came over me.

"Thats right kitten" he says gifting me a kiss on my forehead. Obama rest his hand on the small of my back and guides me inside his mansion.

"Wait obama chan wha5t about all my things?"

"Dont worry kitten we brought all your things and replaced all your old crusty cheap apliabnces replaced." he says without a concern in the world.

I freeze when he says appliances.

"YOU WHAT?!?!" I scream with furyyyy.

"WoAoh kitten what wrong?"

"WHATS WRONG YOU BadHEAD YOU THREW AWAY MY dUCkING COFEE MAKER???!!!!!!! bUmpING Agar bOwL!

He looks at me with a guilty look in his eyes and begins to pout. I've never seen him like this, he's normally the strong one. In stand on my tippy toes and plac emy hand on his head.

"S-soryy, I over reacted, it was just something important you know.." I say petting the stop of his soft, curly, lemon scented, fluffy, fruity, dark, greyish, yummy looking hair.

"I shouldn't have thrown your stuff away without asking, its my fault," He says looking down. I shake my head and take his hand leading him into the house.

"Your a plump duck ya know obama chan" I say cutely prancing around.

"So are you kitten" he giggles daintily.

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