Tales of Squirty Pants And Water Boy (Jonathan Christopher Morgenstern fanfic)

Brownies

Rona was laying on the front lawn of the Morgenstern family's vacation house. She had her headphones on and was listening to music while deciphering the clouds. She was caught off guard with Clary suddenly standing over her. Her red hair were tucked into a ponytail, and she was carrying something, maybe a tray.

Rona sat up, she was surprised that Clary wanted to talk to her. Ever since they were little, they haven't really talked to each other.

"Guess what I confiscated from couple of 15 year olds?" Clary said indicating to the plastic tray she was holding. It was brownies, some were have eaten, but they were still brownies

"Brownies!" Rona exclaimed and popped two in her mouth. "These are really good"

"Rona! No!" Clary wore a terrified expression, maybe she should've asked before taking the brownies. But still no one reacts this drastically to having someone eat their brownies.

"Sorry, But it's just brownies"

"They weren't just brownies!"

"Jeez! I will buy you another box" Rona rolled her eyes. Jonathan was right, his sister is a bit over dramatic.

"No! Rona! These were special" Clary explained

"Relax Clary, they were just brownies"

"Actually...um...they....um" she stuttered. "They are pot brownies"

"What!" Rona cried. Clary was bowing her head in shame. She didn't think Rona would just pop two of them in her mouth.

"Don't freak out! Just stay calm"

"Why do you have them!" Rona was definitely freaking out. Also, telling her not to freak out makes her freak out more.

"I just wanted to show you"

"Who showcases weed brownies!" She began, "I swear you and your brother are insane"

"I am sorry" she begged. "Just don't tell Jonathan about it"

"I am sure he will figure it out when he finds me lying motionless on the ground in an hour"
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Jonathan has been cooped up in his room since the morning. He was bored and there was absolutely nothing to do. The only reason he insisted on going on this trip was to annoy Clary, who is having a splendid time. He didn't even know where Rona was, she had been gone all morning.

"Where could she have gone?" Jonathan wondered

"What if she is having fun without me!" He gasped. "No, I can't let that happen"

He got up from his silky sheets. He threw on a leather jacket, faux leather, he wouldn't want Rona to be disappointed. He arranged his sliver hair in a way that they looked perfectly tussled. Finally, he sprayed on cologne, which guarantees attention from women.

He went downstairs whistling to a catchy tune. His pale hair bounced as he skipped down the stairs. The sunlight was probably hitting him from all the right angles. His dark eyes landed on Luke, who was nervously sipping his tea. Jonathan decided to mind his own business and skip out the door.

"Jonathan," Luke called after him. "I was hoping to catch you"

Luke pointed to an empty seat in front of him. Jonathan reluctantly sat down.

"Tea?" Luke asked him. Jonathan shook his head no.

Luke proceeded to pour himself another cup of what looked like oolong tea. Then he added 2 sugar cubes and started to stir it. He had fine lines around his eye and mouth. He had also developed puffiness under his eyes. Few of his hair had gone gray. Glasses covered his blue eyes. Something about him told you how he has forgotten to have fun. But, once upon a time fun was all he knew.