Spanish woke up to the pain of beign stepped on.
"Ow!!!" Spanish yelled out. he was swearing under his breath until he looked up. "Fluently why the hell dont you watch where youre going and then maybe dont fuckign step on me!!"
"Oh, uh, oops," Fluently looked at him emotionlessly. "I'm sorry, man," He then remembered why Spanish was on the floor and it mader him bite his lip to stop the laughing.
Spanish started to get up off of the floor. "By the way, bro, why was I on rthe floor?"
FLuently, as calmly as he kood, answered, "I may have, uh, pushed you off of my bed so i could sleep. And, well, you didnt wake up, so I didn't really think it mattered all thet much."
SPanish twiched his eye. He then took a deep breath and put on the clothes that Henri lended to him.
As he was leaving the room he grinned at Fluently.
"I guess someone's happy," FLuently shrugged.
Once FLuently finally made it downsyairs, he noticed everyone gathered in the kitchen.
Aw, heck, no he thought. He just knew Tim was gonna make some stupid announcement like he does most days.
"Fluently! Get your ASS in here, youre not exempt from today's meeting."
Fluently shrugged his shoulders and went on in. He took his place next to Adrien, who, admittedly, he didnt know that well, but out of everyone, excludiing Spanish, was his favorite friend.
Tim blabbed about weekly chores and duties for everyone for the week, but Fluently wasn't really listening.
"And finally, Spanish and Fluently, you guys need to get some necessities around town for yourselves." Thank GOD Tim was done speaking, he has a tendency to drone on.
"Ok, sir," Spanish shyly said.
Spanish walked up to Fluently. "Come on, idiot, let's go," Fluently nodded his head.
***
Spanish and Fluenytly were walking around town to get their stuff that they need. SPanish noticed that the two of them havent fought at all today (minus tge morning lol).
Spanish: So, fluently," spanish started, "are you ready to start our jobs ssoon?
Fluentpy: Yeah, but didndt tim tell us a few days ago that we were gonna start workin?
SPansih: Meh, I guess he frogot? or maybe he was lying...i dont know.
Fluentl.y shrugged and nodded his head. "Yeha, youre probably right,"
THe two of them kept onn walking around town. SPanish actually took notes about what Tim said, so he has a checklist of what theyh needed to do.
"Come on, we need to go to this other general store place at the end of town, okie?" PSpanish told Fluently.
"Ya, sure, lets go."
***
"Man, spanish, this place is kinda spooky......"
SPanish turned his head. "WHat do you mean? I think its awfully serene..."
"Seriouysly? youre weird as heck, dude."
"Thank you."
The two of them approached the store and went inside. Spanish first noticed the state of disrepair the store was in.
"Jesus, bro, this place is awful..." Spaninsh shivered. The two of them looked aroumd, concerned.
"Uh...Fluentlyt, say something, please..."
Fluently nodded. "Hello?" He raised his eyebrown at Spansih. "Maybe no one's here?" Spanish shrugged his shoulders.
"Should we looke around?" SPanish asked. Fluently nodded his head.
***
After thoroughly looking around, the two of them left the store.
Spanish: Man, that place was a little odd, know what I mean?
Fluently: Ehh, yeah, I guess so, but didnt you see that kitchen? I could totally work there, dude!!!
Spansig: Youre kidding, right? That place was kinda...i dont know....
Fluently: Hm?
Spanish: A shithole?
Fluently: Well...yeah, but you dont think I could halp fix it up?
Spanish looked at him with disappointment. "Maybe, but I guess you could ask Tim?"
"Hm, all right."
The two of them arrived home after dark. Spanish opened the door and saw Tim standing in front of him with his arms crossed.
Oh, shit. I totally forgot that we had a curfew... Spanish knew that they were totally screwed.
"You know that I told you you're supposed to be home by sunset." Tim said loudly. "Get over here, both of you."
Spanish looked at Fluenlty and gulped. Spanish walked up to Tim and grit his teeth.
Tim took his glasses off and exhaled. He then proceeded to slap Spanish in the face.
"FUCK!" Spanish grabbed his cheek and fell down to the floor.
Lewis stood up. "Oh, what the fuck, Jacob? You cant just do that, what the hell!" He yelled.
Fluently ramn over to SPnaish to help him up. "Spanish, are you ok? I camnt beliebe that Tim would do that."
Spanish looked up at Fluenlty. "I can. I get it now. I get what he meant."
Fluently shook his head and then reached out to grab Spanish's arm. Spanish grabbed onto Fluently's wrist and got the hell out of there. he ran upstairs and slammed the door to his room.
Lewis continued to drill into Tim for what he did to Spanish. After his screaming match with Tim, Lewis went upstairs and knocked on Spanish's door.
"Hey, um, SPansish...can I come in for a sec?"
Spanish unlocked the door and had his head down and he nodded.
Lewis folded his arms. "Do you....want to, uh, sit down?"
Spanish nodded.
"So, yeah, uh, Im real sorry about what Tim did to you, dude."
Spanish looked up at Lewis and frowned. Lewis raised his eyebrown with confusion. Spanish put his head back down and pointed to the door.
"You want me to go?"
Spanish nodded.
"Well Im not going to quite yet because I do really need to tell you this." he continued, "yoi really shouldnt trust my brother. I guess I really shouldnt be tellin you this. Just dont tell anyone that we had this conversation."
Lewis then started to get up.
"Wait," Spanish stoopped him.
"Yes?"
"Can you tell me why Tim did that?" Spanish asked.
"Mhm," Lewis shrugged his shoulders, "He's always kinda been like that. Y'know a little...violent? Or maybe confrontational?"
"Ah,"
"Just dont...get on his bad side or else he'll take his anger out on you." Lewis gave a slight smile. "Im gonna go, ok?"
"Yeah, thanks"
Lewis then stood back up and finally left.
