Little Fires(Evan Buckley)

Looks Like Legends Do Die

The next day me Hen and Chim sit on the couch as he shows us his photos for his submissions. "So what do you think? I didn't want to overwhelm them with to many choices so..." me and her hun. I press my lips together and squint my eyes. "I think it's uh...it's a little...overwhelming." "You think it's ridiculous." "The whole thing is stupid." I state. "You don't think I have a shot." "I don't have these answers for you Chim. I'm not into beefcake calendars." "Yeah and I still think the whole thing is sexist." I add.

"Why is this so important to you." "Because growing up I never saw any heroes who looked like me." He states. I nod "I get that." "I mean not on TV not in movies were always the computer geek who hacks into the system for the white guy or the evil Tong drug lord. Or the guy in the dry cleaners in a fabric softener commercials. I mean you know when a kid thinks of a firefighter do they think of me? Do they think of you?" He asks. "I'm not takin my shirt off for a calendar." "Yeah you know what? Me either." He states.

"That's not what we-" "Chim." He stands up. "No I don't know what I was thinking. I can't compete with these guys. Maybe ten years ago. That's when only because they'd be 12." I look at Hen and she sighs.

We get a call about some guys getting his head cemented in a microwave? A guy comes down to meet me and Chim. "Quick. They're in the back. We put a tube in so he could be. I think the cement smushed it." "Was it a YouTube prank?" Chim asks. "Don't judge." "Says the dumbass who cemented his friends head in a fucking microwave." I retort. "Followers equal cash."

"What's his name?" "Jessie." The guy holding his head up replies. "Jessie this is Captain Nash LAFD. Can you hear me?" "He's completely cut off." I state. "Let's get some screwdrivers try to get this frame off."

"Pulse 120. BP 150/110." Hen reads his blood pressure. He starts panicking. "He's panicking. He's gonna choke." I state.

"Saliva's probably aspirated through the breathing tube." He stands up. "Whoa whoa." "Hold on one second." We stop him from moving but he can't hear us. Then he falls into the water. My mouth drops in shock. Buck and Eddie jump in to grab him.

They get back up to surface and Bobby and Chim run to grab him and get him out.  We lay him down on the ground to make it easier. "His heart's beats slow. No respiration." "Is there something over his head? Like a bag?" I ask. "Yeah we put it on his head before we poured the concrete. Please don't let him die. He's my best friend since kindergarten." I glance at the weepy faced white boy with a look of shock. Bobby nudges me and shakes his head.

"I can't get in there." "30 minutes just turned into 30 seconds guys!" I warn. "No response to sternal rub." "Pulse is fading. Still no respiration." Hen and Chim inform.

"All right Buck once we get this frame off. You and I are gonna go hammer and chisel on that block." "Starting compressions." Chim states.

They get the microwave off. "All right Buck I'm hammer you're chisel. Let's go." "I can do this." Buck tells him.

Cap holds this chisel and Buck swings the hammer. He smashes it twice before it breaks. They remove the bag from his head and give him oxygen. He sits up and starts coughing. "Good job."

"Hold still hold still. Shay Reed here fans." I look at the guy and he's fucking recording. His friends just almost died because of them and he's FUCKING RECORDING?!?! "Today's Shay-nanigan is maybe our most intense yet!" I stand up throwing all professionalism out the door. "Are you fucking filming this?" I ask them pissed.
"Yeah bro if we didn't film it it didn't happen." "Dude you were just crying two seconds ago." "Yeah when he was gonna die. Now he's gonna live and be a legend." I grab his phone and throw it on the ground then kick it into the pool. "Oops now it never happened. Looks like legends do die." I say with a smug smile and shrug. "What the hell?" They say upset.

Cap doesn't do anything because they honestly deserved it and if they did post they'd get cancelled for almost killing their 'friend'. So I just saved their dumbasses. Not to mention I've been trying not to put my hands on them all day so this is the next best thing.

"You bald headed bitch. Grinch the stole Christmas lookin ass bitch. STD lookin ass bitch-" "Tiny!" I glance over at Hen. "Relax it's just a game." Hen states. "No it ain't this clown keep tryin me Batman may not kill bitches but I do." I choke slam one of his goons and win the level. "YES!" I jump off the couch. "Take that ya lucky charms lookin ass bitch!" "Language!" Hen tells from the kitchen.

"Take that ya lucky charms lookin donkey female dog." I drop the controller on the ground and head over to the pinball machine to see what Buck and Eddie are up too. "Like G.I. Joe. 'Hey, G.I.' You know that's a great nickname." "Sounds like gastrointestinal." Eddie chuckles. "Yeah. I don't think so." "Are you still on that nickname thing?" I ask him. "Alright everyone listen up. I've got an announcement to make. I just got off the phone with the people from the calendar and they have made their decision." Bobby informs.

"Well, no hard feelings, no matter who won." Buck say smugly. Him and Eddie fist bump. "That's good Buck cause they didn't pick you." I let out a cackle. "Well it's obviously a fix." "Just face it Buck. You're not that pretty." I say patting his cheek. He swats my hand away.

"No, congratulations anyway, G.I.!" "From the moment I saw you I knew you had potential." Bobby shakes his head. "No? You?" Buck asks. "No." "So then who-" I turn my head to Chim. He looks behind him to see if anybody's standing there but no one is.

"No way. You gotta be kidding me." "No. Congratulations, Chim." I let out a cheer. "Or should I say Mr. April?" "No way. Are you serious?" He asks in shock. "Chimmy!" "Chimney!" Me and Buck say excitedly. "You're a calendar boy now." "Mr. April, buddy." I chuckle happily. "30 days of Chimney." "Congratulations. You did it." "Thank you." I smile at him.

"I hope not interrupting anything." Aunt Athena says walking into the room. "Hey Auntie A." I greet confused. I can't hear what they're saying but sooner than later she kisses him. My mouth drops to the floor. I let out a hitch pitched scream with a smile on face. Buck cover my mouth with his hand as I continue screaming.

They turn to us. "What are yall looking at?" "There's no more announcements." I hold my hand out. "Pay up!" "I told yall!" "Wait a minute. Wait a minute, you knew?" Athena asks us. "My dad told me months ago." "Sir, first you two were happy at the same time, then you were both pissed at the same time." She explains. "It was hard to figure out."  "And uh you good with this?" She asks us.

"Girl I'm just mad at myself for not fixing you up in the first place." "Yeah I coulda been calling Bobby Uncle B a long time ago." I state. We all turn back to each other.

"I like my twenty's in fives, boys." I state.