16: Kenneys' Weight

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"What's wrong?" I asked Kenny.

"Take a good look at me," he said. "Am I getting fat?"

I looked at him. He was a bit fuller around his waist.

"See, all that junk getting to you," I said. "You should lay off the chocolate."

"What, no I love chocolate," he said. "I would never leave it."

"Well then you'll continue to get fat," he gasped.

"So Ceres starting to crawl now?" He asked. I nodded.

"At four months," I said. "Ceres is a quick learner. Most babies crawl once they are like around 5-7 months. But Ceres is one smart baby." And she isn't an ordinary baby; I thought that to myself. No one knows about her. Only I do though I wish I could tell them.

"No Ceres that's mine," Kenny said. Ceres had gone into his bag and taken out a bag of chocolate.

"Realy, Kenny," I sighed. "It's no wonder you're getting fat. Good girl, take uncle Kenny candy." Ceres just giggled and stuffed her hand into the bag and grabbed the chocolate. I knelt down and opened it for her, and I took the rest of the chocolate. I don't want her getting a stomach ache. She happily chewed on it but spit it back out. "What you don't like it?" She gave it to me. I see, dark chocolate, she doesn't like it; I looked for regular milk chocolate and gave it to her. "There better." She smiled.

"Let me have one," Kenny said.

"No," I stuffed the bag into my draw, and I locked it. Yeah, I hold my jewels in that drawer.

He threw himself onto my bed. I laid next to him.

"You'll start your diet today," I said. "I'll ask Andrew to help you." He groaned and screamed into the pillow.

"Why am I getting fat, I never gain weight," he said. "I'll have to start running."

I sat up and looked at Ceres. Her little cheeks were cover in chocolate. She looked so, cute. I snap a picture and send it to Anthony wherever he is he was working, but it depends on what he was working.

"You lucky," Kenny knelt down."You don't get fat since you're a baby." ceres smacked his cheek. "Ow." Now Kenny had a hand print on his cheek. She giggled. "Your one restless little girl."

I grabbed a baby wipe and cleaned her cheeks, neck, and hands.

"There," I said. "No more." Ceres crawl over to her toys.

Kenny got up and looked in the mirror again.

"You know I had the strangest dream a few days ago," he said. "It was after you got back from your first date." He sat down on my chair. "And it was me laying on a soft bed that I could just lay there for hours than this hooded man hovered over me. It was like I was in a daze. He caressed my cheek and lowered to my body. Then it got serious. Like you know we, um yeah."

"Wow," I chuckled.

"The funny thing is it felt real," he said. "Woke up with a hickey." I frowned. "Anyway I told Andrew, and he just jumped me and ahem yeah. But anyways he said to not dream of it again. And I haven't dreamed of it since. Though I loved Andrew touch much better."

"Kenny I don't need to know that," I said.

"Too bad you heard it," Kenny said. "But wow, I love Andrews body. It's delicious."

"Kenny!" I'm glad Ceres to young to understand all this. Besides she's to be playing with her toys. And my phone. When did she get it? Oh right, when I took the picture. I walked over; she had clicked the call button on Anthony. I could hear him.

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