Mr. Wright

Gator Scissors

Deanne's Apartment

5:43 A.M.

Aderyn Preastley's POV

"Can you grab that." Deanne more commanded than asked gesturing to the Chocolate Chips

After snatching a handful of heaven I gave the rest to Deanne "When will he be here?"

"I have no idea," Deanne answered "If he comes while I'm at work I still expect you to give him a full plate of cookies."

I shrugged smiling. Mockingly I said "Yes Mother."

After A short fit of laughter a silent knock interrupted us. "That could be him." Deanne suggested excitingly.

Running over to the door I looked through the peep hole only to be disappointed.

"Its only dorkimus." I informed after granting entrance

"I'm hurt, Genuinely. You'd think sophisticated people such as yourselves would be kinder to people but no. I don't even get a Hello?" Bradford Thomas Wilson the funniest person ever to have set foot on this earth spewed dramatically.

"Hello Dork."

"Well, hello there Smarticus. How are you this fine morning." Brady kept up with his boyish behavior.

"Well I was doing great...then you walked in" I smirked.

"I choose not to listen to your hurtful comment...now you may be wondering why I've entreated entrance at this early hour and the simple answer is...pause for effect...I smelled your cookies." Brady answered truthfully.

"We made extra for you." I knew his words before he spoke them.

"You know me too well, I'm touched really." Brady made his dramatic entrance to the kitchen sniffling the whole way there.

"Here you go honey, you need to bulk up for this seasons try outs." Deanne took on her motherly instincts. "Anyways, I'm headed to work. I want both of you to behave." Deanne gave me the eye as if trying to say she'd come home and find a pregnant teen.

"Deanne gross, no, ew, nasty, you need to stop insinuating that." I shivered at the thought

"Okay, well still." she gave one last look at me and left.

Before I could even sigh in relief Brady spoke up, "What were you guys talking about?"

"Come on Dork lets watch a movie."

"What was it!" Brady wined like a baby

"Something to complicated for your little brain." I teased.

Several minutes passed while Brady and I sat on the couch watching a rerun of Spongebob until we heard a rather loud sailor Docking.

"Ouch, shit fuck, god dammit, bitch, ass for a hat, cock."

Slowly I looked over at Brady while he jumped up and instead of exiting the door to the more than Likely injured person, he ran to my room, climbed through the window, and fled the scene.

"Great" I mumbled

Walking to the door scared of what was on the other side

I peeked my head through the door and physically jumped at the image before me. I an obviously tall man had hit his head on a low stair leading to the second floor.

"Sir, are you well?"

"What, oh yeah I'm fine." he looked up as I held out my hand to lift him.