Mill's Cafe

Bushes of Love

  Chapter 8: Bushes of Love

"49 times we fought that beast, your old man and me.

It had a chicken head with duck feet, with a woman's face too

Oh, that's rad!

And it was waiting in the bushes for us.. Then it ripped off your dad's face

He was screaming something awful, in fact there was this huge mess.

I had to change the floors

The floors?

You see, his blood it drained into the boards, and I had to change 'em.

But we all got a chicken-duck-woman thing waiting for us, everyday I worry all day, About what's waiting in the bushes of love. 'Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us

Something's waiting in the bushes of love

Everyday I worry all day

About what's waiting in the bushes of love

'Cause something's waiting in the bushes for us

Something's waiting in the bushes of love

Yo, never knew my dad

He didn't care about me

Dead horizon is all my macro-binoculars see

Moisture-farming all my life and not a drop spilt

My aunt and uncle, double suns

And sippin' blue milk

My aunt and uncle, double suns

I'm sick of blue milk

But then a desert hobo came and told me

We all got a chicken-duck-woman thing waiting for us!-"

"Clementine! Stop listening to whatever you're listening to, the order is an iced vanilla latte with cinnamon."

Canada blinked. "What?"

Jimmy rolled his eyes and sighed. "An iced vanilla latte with cinnamon, this is the 3rd time I've said it. Are you even allowed to listen to music while working?" He raised his eyebrow, to which Canada stayed quiet. "Whatever," he sighed, moving back to the front.

Canada started working on the latte while mouthing to the lyrics.

"That I don't find any more, crispy bodies by the door!"

"49 times! Yeah, it was 49 times, and now it might be waiting for you

Could be hiding behind that scrap pile. That's just a big cow

I know you really want someone to hold you, but we all got a chicken-duck-woman thing waiting for us."

"Everyday I worry all day

About what's waiting in the bushes of love

Something's waiting in the bushes for us.."

Canada checked what time it was.

4:59

He groaned internally, wanting to go home. It wasn't like he'd do much other than barricade himself in his tiny room away from his roommates. Dorm mates? He had met two others. A tall(taller than himself) buff guy named Russia, and another guy named Japan.

Russia's room was right next to his apparently. He hadn't met the other('s?) yet. They were usually out somewhere(then again, so was he,).

Canada was so ready to jump on his bed and never get up. He wonders if he wouldn't have to go to college if he was in a coma for the next 4 years of his life.

"Clemmy. No.. Tine? Ugh, Clem? Do you think Clem sounds good? Or em? But em wouldn't make much sense." Jimmy rambled, dead set on finding Clementine a nickname. Emmy? Clemence? Clemence is nice! I like clemence! You're nickname is now clemence!" Jimmy grinned largely at Clementine.

"Sure." He deadpanned.

"Do you ever show human emotion? Other than "i'm miserable"?" Jimmy asks, touching Clementines forehead with his finger.

"No. Never."

"Come on, smile for meeeeeee? Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee? What do I have to do to make you smile?" Jimmy grinned while squishing Clementines cheeks.

"No, now let me go before I take that manual and slap you."

Jimmy sighed, removing his hands. "A smile would look really good on you."

Clementine morphed his face into a forced smile, trying his best to make it look horrible on him.

"Not like that! A real smile! Come on, smile for real." Jimmy insisted.

"No thanks, now go take that persons order." Clementine shoved Jimmy forward.

"Okay okay.."

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The song is called Bushes of Love in case you guys wanted to know. It's really good, I recommend it, and some of the other songs that go with it. 

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