"Peter...?" I heard Jon whispering. "...How the hell does a dick become peter...?"
"Shut up, barf face!" Flynn hissed, stepping at Jon's left foot. "...What brings you here, Sir?" he then said with an awkward smile, facing Lieutenant Narc who was walking closer to us.
"Fuck! That hurts-"
"What did you say?" Flynn covered Jon's mouth with both of his hands. "You want to go to the bathroom 'cuz you wanna shit? You should just say so earlier!"
"..." Lieutenant Narc and I stood speechless as we watch their two-man show.
"Well then, we will be going now, sir." Flynn, still his hands on Jon's mouth, let out an awkward giggle.
"My buddy right here wants me to accompany him to the bathroom," he said while looking at Jon with a threatening smile. "Right Jonny boy?"
"Ohh..." Lieutenant Narc let out a smirk as he slowly changed his look from them to me. "So that's what this is all about, huh..." he looked back again at the two, Flynn and Jon, with a mischievous smile.
Jon and Flynn paused as soon as Lieutenant Narc said those words. "I-I t-think you g-got the w-wrong idea, s-sir..." Flynn turned around with his legs trembling while sweating bullets.
"God, your hands stink, you fucker!" Jon, too, turned around while rubbing his mouth with his shirt.
"...What happened to you?" he paused a bit and said as he looked at Flynn petrified.
"You should have just said so... I didn't know you were interested in this kind of stuff." Lieutenant Narc handed me the small bouquet he was holding and started stripping. "I could always show you mine, you know? Here, no need to hesitate to look at this glorious body~" he then strikes a flexing pose.
"Haha... S-Sorry, sir. I-I think we will be leaving..." Flynn said, his trembling getting worse with every second. "My friend here can't take a minute longer, right?!" his stuttering voice became a panicking one, shouting at Jon.
"..." Jon didn't understand what was happening and looked at me. But I, too, didn't understand what was happening and avoided eye contact.
"I know you're just being shy," Lieutenant Narc said while walking towards them slowly, now topless and getting ready to remove his pants. "Your friend there's speechless. It seems he can't make up words on how he's excited to see this divine body."
Jon, confused about what was happening, followed Flynn's movements who was backing away with every step forward Lieutenant Narc makes.
"I-I think we should get going, now..." Flynn forced a smile. "...But, we're... uhm... t-thankful for you going this far just for us... haha..."
"Bashfulness will get you nowhere." Lieutenant Narc, just in his flamingo-designed boxer, said while both of his arms spreading wide open. "Come. I'll allow you two the privilege of touching what has been bestowed upon you."
I didn't see him clearly because his back was facing me. But his presence seems to be like those divine deities that humans call. As if a shining golden light illuminates his entire body. His posture remained unfazed with his face wearing a subtle smile.
Jon, despite not getting a grasp of what was happening, trembled as he hid behind Flynn who seems to be doing a self-defense pose.
"W-what's h-happening, F-Flynn...?" Jon stuttered, his trembling getting worse and worse. "T-this is a f-friendly j-joke right...?"
"Just shut up!" Flynn, maintaining what seems to be a self-defense pose, hissed. "Don't say another word! This is a life-or-death situation!" After he said that, Jon, from head to toe, started trembling with his eyes watery.
"C'mon, here. You won't ever find another chance like-" Lieutenant Narc paused talking for a moment when suddenly his foot accidentally stepped on Jon's vomit. "...What... is this...?" he said with a disgusted look on his face.
"Run, Jon! Fucking run!" Flynn shouted as he started running away with no hesitation. "Run and don't even try to look back!"
Jon paused for a moment and started awkwardly walking, somewhat like a crab walk, away from us. His walking gradually became a sprint, constantly stumbling every time he got up.
"Good thing I'm still wearing shoes." Lieutenant Narc, unaware of what happened with his eyes stuck on his foot, said. "...But what's this thing anyway?"
This was my first time seeing someone stripped down with their shoes still on.
"...What are you doing here, Lieutenant Narc?" I asked.
"What do you think I'm doing here?" he said, still focusing on his foot. "Can you give me back my clothes? Oh, you can wear my pants if you want to. I mean wear it, please do." he then raised his right hand toward me.
"...Understood," I replied. "...What are you doing here, Lieutenant Narc?" I then tried to ask again while I wore his pants.
His pants were just a perfect fit for me. No need for a belt even.
"Just visiting someone." He said while struggling to wear his shirt. "Right timing that you're already here, saves time."
"Visiting someone?" I asked. "Who exactly?"
"Come with me." he finished wearing his shirt. "Just see for yourself."
"...Understood."
"Anyways..." he took a look in the direction where those two, Jon and Flynn, ran off. "Where are they?"
"I... don't know either," I replied.
"Heh..." he looked smug again. "What a pair of naughty men. Can't resist the urge to touch these babies, so they just took off and run, huh? Humans are so simple."
Simple? Humans are? All of those that had happened before my eyes just made my thoughts about humans more complex, though.
I can't understand them, humans that is...
"...Is that so?" That is all I can think of saying to him.
"Oh, one thing," he said and faced me. "Almost forgot..."
"What is-"
"I've... missed you." he then walked up close to me and suddenly embraced me. "I've missed you so much, Jay..." he said in a low tone.
