The Soot Princess [Hiatus]

2-The Guest

Eevon

"Eevon! Where are you? It's time for dinner!" Ema the caretaker yells.

"I'm up here!" I replied quickly putting my pencil in my hair and covered it, then putting my notebook in my back pocket and started to climb down.

"Get your fat ass down here! You're going to fall, if you don't get out of that tree soon."

"My fat ass? Yours is bigger," I stated running inside.

"Get on in," she said shaking her head.

The table was already set and the food was just being placed on it. There was an extra seat, though. I wonder who will be the lucky person to guess who is going to sit there.

"I bet it's gonna be some rich guy, who will curl there nose at the very sight of us," I said aloud.

We always guess who the guest is before they arrive. We're not always right, but we guess.

Evan replies, "Naw, it'll be some old lady with a feathered hat." He guess that every time. If he guesses it enough, he will eventually get it right.

"Ella, it's your turn to guess," I probed.

"I just want it to be someone nice," she responds simply. Ella is about the nicest person you will ever meet. I swear it on Zeus. Although Zeus is fictional, so I don't know if I should still swear on him.

Ms. Walker, who is head of the place, tells us to be quiet. She tells us the usual, behave, keep the conversation flowing, and to be nice. Ella never has any problem with the last one. I, on the other hand, can be a snotty brat. I fully admit it. It can be a problem, though.

A man walked in the room. He was wearing a freaking suit! Did he know he was coming here, instead of a five star restaurant?

Everyone was staring.

"Oh, sorry about the suit. I came directly from work." He took off his jacket and flopped it carelessly on the back of his chair.

"Children," Ms. Walker started, "this will be our guest."

"What's his name?" a boy in the kindergarten class asked.

"My name is Steve Goulse. What's yours little man?" he replied.

"Ryan," he said shyly.

"We'll let's dig in and then everyone can meet you," Ms. Walker said to Mr. Goulse.

"Yes, of course. Before we do, though, I would like to add that you can pull any shenanigans you would do normally. I don't mind."

Shenanigans, really? This is not the '80s!

"That's a good thing then, because Jimmy already put worms on the turkey!" said a little girl.

"They aren't alive, right?" he asked.

"For your sake, I'm saying yes," she replied.

We laughed at the mans obvious disgust. Mr. Goulse then got up and started to pace, back and forth. Uh oh!

"Oh! I'm sure they intended it as just a joke!" Ms. Walker quickly covered the prank.

"Oh, I know it was just a joke. Now who is Jimmy, so I can congratulate him?"

Jimmy raised a nervous hand and said, "Me."

"Well, well, well..." Mr. Goulse walked over. "Nicely played lad. You got me." He placed his hand on Jimmy's head and ruffled his hair, then walked away.

"What did you place in my hair?"

"Oh... Just a little something that I found lurking under the kitchen sink this morning," he replied to Jimmy.

"It's not!" he yelled turning white.

Mr. Guolse nodded.

Jimmy stood up ran his hands through his hair and can out with a cockroach.

The little girl sitting next to him screamed.

Jimmy froze.

I ran over grabbed the cockroach and threw it out the nearest window. Gross! Jimmy and I washed our hands and sat back down.

"That was not necessary," Jimmy said.

"I thought it was funny," Mr. Guolse replied.

"Then you have a sick sense of humor, old man!" I raised my voice slightly. "That was not cool."

"Jimmy, I thought I told you no pranks with food involved. I am disappointed, and Mr. Guolse that was very childish of you! You are trying to set a good example, might I remind you, not be one of the kids I look after," Ms. Walker stated with the air of complete control.

"Sorry," they both muttered.

"Well, with that out of the way, lets get to talking about what Mr. Guolse-"

"Please, call me Steve."

Ms. Walker glared at him for interrupting her and continued, "... what Steve is here for. He is looking to adopt one of you guys..."

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