My Uncle Pawl

One & Only (Chp. 5)

(A/N: This chapter has Happy times! Kinda. Either way, its not gonna last.

Also, some part of this is true. Paul spoke about it in an interview, I thought it was adorable)

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"Alright! That's a break, people!"

Julian sat quietly on his mum's lap like a good boy, simply watching the scene around him, people were moving around with props and all sorts of things.

Talking to each other.

It was a sunny, warm day and they were all outside some field.

His uncles seemed busy, talking with people.

"Fantastic, good job!" He heard his uncle Paul shout with a megaphone.

He was dressed in strange clothing. It was almost like a robe with flowers on it, rather silly-looking.

"Jules!" He greeted the younger boy.

"Pawl!" Julian spat happily, out-stretching his arms.

Paul grabbed and swung the boy around and onto his back.

"What's that?!" Paul asked excitedly and pointed to the colorful magical mystery bus.

"Bus"

"Isn't it pretty?"

"Yeah!"

Paul fell to the ground playful, causing Julian to yelp out.

"Unc'a Pawl!" Julian screamed.

Paul feel into a strange position with his eyes shut and mouth open exaggeratedly.

"Pawl!" Julian slapped his cheek, fear all over him.

"He's dead!!" Julian screamed. The people around him laughed. Even his daddy, who chuckled with his arms crossed and a pointy hat on his head. He looked like a wizard.

"Gaahh!!" Paul suddenly shouted and tickled the little boy who squealed and laughed.

He laid down and swung the boy above his arms like an airplane.

"Weeee!!"

Julian giggled and bit his finger.

John watched from the background and smiled warmly.

They were his life. Both of them.

Suddenly, he felt a hand on his back.

It was his wife, Cynthia.

"Aren't they just adorable?" She asked kindly. "Always have been"
"Yeah.." John sighed and slightly shifted away from her touch.

"John.."

"What Cyn?"

"What's wrong with you?" Her face was now serious.

"Nothing!"