Old Book, New Chapter. - ReddNook

Chapter eighty-eight.

Redd took deep breath as he stepped out of the seaplane. He twitched his tail slightly. He looked over to the seaplane, as it soon took off.

He shook his head slightly. He took step forward, before he stopped. He took his phone from his pocket, and called to his brother.

Redd needed to wait for a minute before Jason answered to the call, "Wow, you're callin' me? What gives me this honor?" he asked.

"I, uh... I don't know how to get home? Like, do you come get me? Or should I call taxi?" he asked, as he scratched back of his head.

Jason let out laugh. "Aw, poor little Reddrick, of course I can come pick you up. What kind of big brother I would be, if I didn't?" he snorted.

He was quiet before he spoke again, "Where the hell I come to get ya?" he asked. "No, wait, don't answer, I'll come to trainstation." he told.

The redhead rolled his eyes slightly. "Fine, I'll get there, it's not too far away." he said as he started to walk. "See ya soon." he told, ending the call.

He slipped his phone to his pocket. He ran his hand through his hair. He crossed the street. He took his pack of cigarettes from his pocket with his lighter.

He soon reached the trainstation. He threw his cigarette on the ground, and then stepped on it. He sat down on bench.

Redd let out soft sigh as he waited Jason to come. It took twenty minutes before he came. He stood up and went over to the car. "You still have this old thing?" he asked as he buckled his seat belt.

Jason let out scoff. "She might be little old, but she runs fine." he told. "And she's my first car, you know that." he said as he pulled out of the trainstation.

Car ride went well. But it was rather awkward, as neither of them didn't say a word. Jason stopped the car, and then stepped out of it. "Come now, I need to lock the doors." he told.

Redd twitched his ears slightly. "Who would want your crappy tin bucket?" he asked as he stepped out of the car. He closed the door.

"Who knows? She's old, and she's in good shape." he said, as he locked the car doors. He went over to the front door. "Now get your ass here." he told as he unlocked the door.

Redd flicked his tail gently as he took look of the house. It hasn't changed much in twenty years, maybe new paint job had done few years back.

He went over to his brother, and then he stepped in. He removed his shoes. "So, where's Richard?" he asked as he took glance of his brother.

"You say you don't like him, but you ask awful lot 'bout him." Jason told taking his shoes off. "But we can talk later." he said, as he went to kitchen.

"Mm..." He followed him. He went over to the fridge, and took old drawing from it. He flicked his tail slightly as he stared at the drawing.

Jason went over to his brother resting his head to his shoulder. "It's awful, how old you were when you did that?" he asked.

The redhead flinched, then he pushed the older one away. He blinked. "I, think I was five." he murmured as he placed the drawing back to the fridge.

He shook his head slightly. "Why you really wanted to meet?" he asked as he sat down around the table. He leaned against his hand.

The older one looked up to him, as he sat down. "Ya know, just to talk." he told. "Oh, and I already ordered us some food, you eat rice and chicken, right?" he asked.

Redd nodded. He tapped his fingers against the table with his free hand. "So, whatcha wanna talk 'bout?" he asked.

"Relax, no need to jump into it right away." Jason snorted. His ears pricked up when he heard the doorbell ring. He got up and went over to the door.

He opened the door. He took bag from delivert guy. "Thank you." he said as he paid the food, and gave tip. He closed the door, then went back to the kitchen.

Jason placed the bag on the table. "Do you want plate? Or is container just fine?" he asked as he went grap forks for two of them.

"Eatin' from the container, eh? I guess it ain't that bad idea." the redhead snorted waving his hand slightly. He leaned back. "But you promised me a drink." he told.

"Aw, my baby brother has grown." he snorted as he placed the forks on the table. "But when you started to drink?" he asked as he looked for glasses.

"I can live with Reddrick, but don't call me your baby brother." he said with soft hiss. "But when I was young, maybe sixteen." he told with shrug.

Jason snorted once again. "That's sad, I was nineteen." he told. He placed glasses on the table. He went over to cabinet. "Wine? Whisky? Somethin' else?" he asked.

"I know, I was there when it happened. And I know mom wasn't happy." Redd snickered, almost falling on the floor. "And I feel like havin' wine." he told as he sat up.

"Well, mom won't be happy when she hears her little carrot started drinkin' at age of sixteen." his brother commented, as he placed bottle of wine on the table.