After having my mom talk my ear off about what I should eat for dinner and making sure I don't stay out to late and all the usual parental nonsense, I hung up the phone and turned back to Prince who was still holding his ice to his eye. I gave him a warm smile and let out a sigh.
"Alright you jive turkey. Let's see it." I said to him placing my hands on my hips.
"What if the swelling didn't go down?" He complained.
"Skipper it's been 10 minutes. I'm sure it's gone down at least al little bit." I said with a giggle.
"What if it got worse?"
"Will you stop your bitchin and just take it off please?"
Prince groaned and finally took his ice away from his eye. Looking it over the swelling and redness was nearly gone but the black and blue bruise was going to stick around for at least a few days.
"Good news! You can see!" I joked.
"Yeah but I probably look like shit."
"Not really. Your troll like appearance hasn't been altered much."
"I'm really gonna need you to not call me a troll."
"What? That's what you look like then you wake up in the morning." I giggled as I pulled at a section of his already huge Afro.
"Hey! That's mean! I resent that! I thought we were friends." Prince playfully pouted.
"We are! And true friends.....never lie."
I patted him on the head and kissed him on the nose.
"Ugh! Gross!" He whined.
"Stop being such a baby geez. I bet if Denise kissed you like that you'd be flying to the moon." I laughed.
I saw his face turning pink when I mentioned Denise. He really does have a thing for him and it's so cute to see him all gitty.
"You think she's gonna like me for me? I didn't tell her about the whole music thing yet."
I can hear the worry in his voice as he brought up his potential music career. I turned from the sink after I poured the remaining ice out of the ziplock bag and tossed the towel on the counter.
"I won't worry too much about that right now. I mean....she's getting to know you and your getting to know her. Just tell her the small stuff and as time goes by and you guys get closer then tell her."
Prince nodded agreeing with me. I went back to the table and sat back down across from him.
"Now. About what happened with your face. You should tell somebody."
"Like who?" Prince hissed.
"Well for one you're living with Andre. If I were you I'd tell his mom what happened since your living under her roof. You know she's gonna ask questions if she saw that nice little shiner."
Prince sighed and slumped down in the chair.
"And you definitely don't want my mom seeing it. You know how she gets if anybody hurts her Skippy." I giggled.
"Regan how the hell am I gonna hide this? I still have a gig to play tomorrow!"
I sat and thought about it for a minute.
"Hmmmm."
All of a sudden it hit me like a bolt of lightning.
"I have an idea!" I said with a smile.
