Why This?! Why Now?! *Sequel to ABKQ?!

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I wake up and feel something squishy under me. Just subtly looking up I see lex's face. Oh... I thought he would've left and let me sleep alone but he stayed? Weird.

I got up noticing it was about nine in the morning. I walked over to my closet looking for something to wear. I made up my mind to eat first.

After I got out of bed (not wanting to leave Alex and just continue to cuddle), washed my face, and did normal hygiene stuff, I was tempted to wake Alex up and get some breakfast with me. I decided to let him sleep and go find dad.

Finally, for once, I didn't miss the bottom step and wake everyone in the house.

I found dad in the kitchen looking for something to eat.

"Hey dad." I said going to the fridge to find eggs, cheese, and ham to make omelettes with.

"Oh hey, I didn't notice you came down from cuddling with Alex." He said with a smug look oh his face.

I felt like I was going to implode. My cheeks suddenly got very hot and I knew they were red.

"O-oh. Ha ha. So umm... do you want an omelette?" I asked dad, not making the situation less awkward for me.

"Yes. I would love one." He told me and walked to the living room to watch football.

I started to make the food, trying not to burn it. I can cook, just not anything with eggs very well.

I didn't burn them, but they aren't the best either...

"Here dad." I said handing him his breakfast and sitting beside him, eating my own.

"Thanks turtle."

It wasn't much talking. Just the background noise of the tv. That neither of us were paying attention to.

"Okay! I can't deal with this silence! You know how I feel about silence!" I say very frustrated. I have a fear of complete and awkward silence. So him and I not talking was really hurting my brains.

Dad jumped from the sudden loudness of my voice. "Damn turtle. Calm down. I know you can't do silence but it's just awkward."

I let out a long sigh. Dad was right. It's awkward now. That's probably why I blew up on him.

"Let's go out then. Just me and you and hang out. We can do whatever, I don't care. I need everything back to normal." I tell him. There's a long pause.

"Then go get dressed. We have a few hours. I have to sleep early tonight. I'm going to record tomorrow." He said standing up to go put his plate in the kitchen.

I raced up the stairs. I was excited. The last time me and dad had time to chill out together was when I was first adopted. That was over a year ago. (Quick thing, ABKQ?! Is now two years and four months old. I'm so proud of it) Of course that's because a bunch of weird shit happened. You know like Annabelle trying to murder me and my friends while pretending to be Razor. Yeah that fun time.

I went with a pair of dark skinny jeans, a Metallica Master Of Puppets shirt, and my black vans while putting my hair into pigtails.

"Alright. Where do you wanna go?" I asked dad after I back downstairs where he was.

"We can go to the studio and just chill then get lunch, or we can go to the park." He suggested.