The Others

Part 7: Sybel

So, this is what you two have been up to. Mind you, we're still fighting. I guess I can help out. Where did you leave off? After I learned to turn into a bat. OK. I can go from here.

We all go to sleep. I am awoken by the smell of something I've only smelled once before, at Aaanexa's house. What was it again? It was... no ... could it be? BACON! I jump off the couch and run to the bar. "IS THAT BACON?!??!!" I practically yell.

"Yeah." Dave's (Dave is David.) Mother- I mean Kiara, says, holding back giggles. Frankly, I don't care what people think of me. Except for Dave. "Want some?"

"YEASSSSSSSSS!!" I yell, waking everyone on the block who wasn't already awake.

"I guess you like bacon." Kiara says.

"I suppose you could say it is one of my many obsessions, including, but not limited to, manga, drawing, Reese's Peanut-Butter Cups, and-" I begin to say.

"David." Kiara smirks at the suggestive sentence she had just said. I respond to this by blushing, but do not deny it, only fuling Kiara's fire. "I knew it." she said, "You two are just perfect for each other."

"Shut up... please. I was gonna say manners, but... still, please... shut up." I blush horribly.

"Come on. You know it's true." More smiling.

"So?"

"Hmm?" I hear the exhausted voice of none other than Dave.

"Nothing David. Me and Sybel were just talking. Cough about you cough." Kiara says.

"Mom. You actually cough, not say cough. Now I know that you two were talking about m- wait. Why were you talking about me?" Dave says.

"Why don't you tell him Sybel? He is your boyfriend." Kiara puts all the pressure on me.

"Well, Kiara made bacon, and then I started listing my obsessions because I obsess about bacon and then your mom said your name and I didn't say no and then I got all embarrassed and she seems to like doing that and, and, uh... yeah." I quickly rant and get real mad when Kiara starts doing some evil smile.

"OK. Uh... unsure how to respond to that." David scratches his head. It's his confused/nervous tick.

"You obviously should call her a stalker if she obsesses about you." Kiara says.

"Wow mom. You never fail to amaze me." Back to David.

"It's true." Back to Kiara.

"Whatever, Mom." And Back to David.

"You two bicker alot like Shara and Dave do."I interupt their bickering, gaining two looks. "What? Its true! You can't deny it!"

"She's right," David chuckles, "But usualy its over something dumb, like colour choices or other aesthetic properties."

"DAVID IS A NERD!" Shara's rushing downstairs now, surprisingly at the right time. "Hey stalker-girl! If you are gunna do something to David, do it soon. He's annoying."

"Okay!" I smile and everyone laughs, although Shara rushes out the door without stopping.

Dave yawns, and after giving Dave his plate, Kiara leaves us alone. I notice a necklace on Dave, and it is of a snake, circling a sage tinted gemstone.

"What's up with the necklace?" I ask.

"Oh, this?" Dave suddenly remembers he has it on, apparently. "I forgot I had it on." I was correct, apparently. "I got it from my grandfather, right before he passed away."

I look down. "Oh."

"He told me, 'As long as you wear this, Kapiushon, then you'll always be safe. It's infused with protection charms.' And to be honest, I didn't believe him at the time. Nonetheless, I still haven't really taken it off since." David talks, only breaking to eat some bacon and pancake.

"Kapiushon?" I ask.

"It's Russian. For Hood." Dave again takes a break midway, but this time to drink some orange juice.

"Well, your grandfather seemed pretty awesome." I say.

"Here," David gets up, walks behind me, and puts the necklace on my neck, and clasps it on. "If either of us should have more protection, I want it to be you."

"I don't need it." I say.

"Neither do I." He says, before giving me a peck on the cheek.

I am speechless. Honestly speechless.