Meeting Prodigy

The Emotional Fun Park

I was sleeping really peacefully, maybe because I was thinking about him. The sun light was creeping its way in my small little window. I started making my way to the restroom and stretched.

Before I could finish brushing my teeth, my stomach started growling. Only because I could smell sausage and biscuits downstairs. I finished brushing my teeth, threw on some basketball shorts and a bra, and made my way down stairs.

Before I went down A step, I had to see if John was still sleep, but He wasn’t in his bed. This I know because I heard laughter and I knew it was his.

I went downstairs and straight to the kitchen.

Trish was wearing a big sweatshirt, with some sponge-bob house slippers. John was in his HULK onesie. 

I saw Trish taking the biscuits out the oven and John trying to steal a sausage. He succeeds but dropped it because it was too hot.

"That’s what you get." I laughed pointing at him.

He was shaking his and and sucking on his fingers. It looks like he wants to cry but he started laughing see me laugh.

"Good morning mommy."

As I was about to say good morning back, Trish started speaking.

"I told you I was going to cook you breakfast"

"I never said you weren’t" I smirked.

"It was about 11 A.M., and Prod said he will be here at 11:30.

(Why am I leaving so early you ask. Well only because Six Flags isn’t down the street. Its about a 1 hour drive from here to Fiesta, Texas.)

I think time slipped by because I heard a car pull up. It was 11:33.

"Shit!!!, John go upstairs and get ready. Trish can you let him in, I let time go by and forgot what time it was, please?"

"(YN), you don’t have to explain, now shut up, and hurry up and go up stairs to get dress. I’ll keep him company."

"You said a lot of up’s" I side commented.

"Shut up (YN), GO!!"

I quickly ran up stairs. And I think I wanted to tell Prodigy something.

But I can’t really remember what it was. It has to be important, but not too important because I can’t remember what it was I was suppose to tell him.

John was finished dressed before I was and I heard him run down stairs.

I finished getting dressed in time before Trish opened the door. I was a little nervous, So I didn’t go down, I just peeked.

Trish opened the door and welcomed him in. I heard everything.

"Did you forget (YN)?" He looked confused.

Trish was kind of demented also. 

“Forget what? What are you Talking about?” It looks like she was getting aggravated. She loves to ask people a billion question, but doesn’t like people asking her.

"(YN), do you not remember, our date?

"Why do you keep call me (YN)?, I’M Tri—— OOOOOOH. I get it. I’m sorry. I’m not (YN)."

A sudden pause happen and Prod kind of stepped away. He probably thought I was crazy.

"(YN)!!!!!!!!" Trish yelled my name.