I've Arrived

Don't you remember?

   Next day- morning

           Egon is all cleaned up and dressed for school.  Vin is lazily sprawled across his neck. 

               Vin spots a picture on the wall in the hallway.  It's a family photo of when Egon was 10.   
"Is that your Mom?"   Pointing at a long haired brunette lady with her hands on little Egon's shoulders.

           "Yes, that's her."

            There's a few seconds of silence until Vin remarks,  "She's really pretty."

              Egon braces himself for the weasel to follow that up with a lewd comment.  Strangely, Vin doesn't comment any further. 

              Vin gazes at the picture in silence then rubs his head against Egon's cheek.  It was a soft gesture, words weren't needed. 

                Reaching up,  Egon pet Vin's head and back with his palm.  Vin purrs and moans into his hand.   This leads to pulling his hand back and ending the moment.

              During the school day, Egon has somewhat readied himself for the onslaught of people wanting to see his talking ferret. He has zero faith in Luke actually keeping any of it a secret.
Yet, here he is, down to his last class. No one has approached him or spoken to him. It's every average day for him.
It's uncanny for Luke to keep something to himself that could boost his reputation. It would hurt me if Vin is taken away, Luke thrives on my misery. Unless he thinks it could make me more popular? What's his angle? He's been isolated and quiet all day.

         The bell goes off, indicating the end of last class. Egon jumps out of his thoughts. He hoists his backpack (with Vin inside) onto his shoulder and hurries to the back exit.

              Vin has been increasingly more responsible and trustworthy. Enough that could be left at home? Egon feels the need to continue keeping Vin close.
Having him near helps me.  Benefits me. 
Also, Vin hates even the idea of being alone.  I'm not certain if Giblet is enough to keep him occupied for that long.

             Little could prepare Egon for the sight before him.  Luke is casually standing right by his bike.
Is it too late to turn around? I can walk home a different route, sorry bike, it's every man for himself.
No, I've been facing him each day. He's been losing that presence about him would fill me with dread. He's less... scary.
Deciding to keep on course,  He ventures to make the first move.
"Why are you here?"

          Luke shoots his head up.  He's caught off guard by Egon's confident approach.
" I.. I.. um. Wanted to maybe, talk to you? If we could.. m maybe go to your place again?"

         Egon wants to flip and celebrate over the fact that HE made Luke stutter. HE Made him squirm.
A small victory with a lot of meaning.
I don't feel scared in front of him, at all.
"Yeah, we can talk."

              Their walk to Egon's house is a repeat of yesterday.  Quiet and Awkward.
Up until Luke brings out his phone.  His eyebrows furrow after he views what's on the screen.
" Is it ok if we stop at my house for a minute? I need to grab something my Mom has for me"

             "Sure, no problem."

                  Egon is surprised finding out Luke lives only 5 houses down from him. He's walked past the house numerous times.
Never knew who lived on the inside.

             Luke swiftly goes inside while Egon patiently waits out on the sidewalk. Some windows of the house are open.   Egon can hear a shouting female voice.
Must be his Mom.