Chapter 6

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How many times had Carlos gotten cheese on his shirt? There were light stains of sauce everywhere. Cecil had offered to take his shirt to the cleaners then and there. Carlos declined.

"Don't you want your shirt to be cleaned? There are stains all over it! I could take it over there...come back for a while..."

"Cecil, no! I know what you're trying to do, and it's not working! I'm not taking my shirt off for you!" Carlos bit into another piece of the hot pizza and winced. "Why is it always so hot?" Steam rose from the pizza sauce.

"Well, it's hot," Cecil said, "just like you." He wriggled his eyebrows.

"Cecil!" Carlos was laughing and he dropped his pizza on his shirt. "Ow! That burns! Now there's pizza sauce all over my shirt!" Cecil started laughing and scooped up a piece of cheese from Carlos's shirt.

"Well, it still tastes good!" Carlos was snorting and laughing, and ended up choking on the pizza.

"Carlos are you okay?!" Cecil snatched the pizza from him, "do you need CPR?" Cecil started to kiss Carlos.

"No! No! You have pizza on your mouth! Get off me!" Cecil was still kissing Carlos, "AAAAHHH!" Carlos flailed his arms and knocked off his glasses. Cecil was on the floor laughing at Carlos.
"Ha ha ha! I--I can't breathe! Ha ha ha ha!" Cecil wiped away a fake tear. Carlos's scientific glasses were still on the floor. Cecil picked them up and placed them lopsidedly on Carlos's nose.

"I'm sorry," Said Cecil, "are you okay?" Cecil smirked at Carlos.

"Yeah, I'm okay. You need to make more cookies." Cecil was sitting on Carlos and got up to walk to the kitchen. Before he left, he turned around.

"Carlos?"

"Yes, Cecil?" Carlos asked.

"Admit it. You loved that."

Carlos blushed. "Cecil!"



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