Him ; Bastille

Thanksgiving Remixed ; 24

"She's really pretty, isn't she?" I roll my eyes at mum's hint. I know that she is hinting that me and Kitty become a thing...she has been since she picked us up at the airport. "Yup." I bluntly reply as I stick the kettle on, no one else here needs another tea...no one else apart from Kitty who is addicted to the stuff. It's like I've became her servant.

"You two are going to make beautiful babies" my eyes widen in shock. Pure and utter shock and horror. "Fucking hell mum!" I almost shout as she shrugs my comment off. "What, I'm just saying. I can almost picture them. So cute." I'm 22 years old. My best and only friend is also 22, no way are we even dating...let alone...fucking hell. Literally!

"Can you not...think about that. We're best friends, honestly. And if you don't mind I want to experience my youth kid free." I know of people my age getting up the duff and married or whatever, but it seems like a waste of a life. I want to at least be in my thirties before I even consider a family of my own. Not to mention be in a position where I can look after the said baby financially. My apartment is a literal death trap, I'll have to get a new house and...

Why am I even thinking about that? I mean I'm a virgin. I'm going to die one. I know that. Why am I even thinking 'if and when I have a kid' so naturally. What the fuck has mum done to me to think about this?

Being a father is position that I'll never be in.

"I love being in the friend zone." That's when both me and mum jump out of our skin at the exact same time and spin around to see Syd and Kitty stand with their back against the kitchen wall looking kindly unimpressed. "Hey..." my voice nervously trails of as mum spins around and continues to prepare the roast potatoes.

"Don't friend zone her Dan!" Syd shouts as I feel totally crushed right now. "Shut up." I shrug them both off as I mouth 'sorry' to Kit who shrugs like it isn't a big deal. "Anyway..." mum's voice thankfully trails off as she points a knife towards Kit. This is so embarrassing. I thought she was meant to be on her best behaviour — and definitely not treating Kitty like her long lost kid or whatever.

"Where do you see yourself in the future?" With that Kitty cracks a smile whilst I on the other hand shake my head. Mum knows she has cancer...

"Oh I totally see myself as a cool mom who wears kid toddler appropriate clothes like rainbows and unicorns." I never knew that Kitty is the type of lady who wants kids...that's actually really...sweet. "I aspire to be the a soccer mom with a minivan and everything...that's my goal." Mum looks at me totally wide eyed. "Dan! That's what you want!" I awkwardly shake my head as I look at Kitty. "Stop lying. He is so good with kids." I close my eyes and suck it all up.

"In the future. Anyway...sorry about my mother." With that Kitty shakes her head like it's not a big deal. "I find talking about the future makes it seem more exciting." And just like that she pops a tablet from out of the tube and places it back in her pocket after swallowing the small white circular tablet. "I know you knew insisting that you 'aren't together' but when you get married I'm going to remind you both about this talk." I literally bang my head against the cupboard in embarrassment.

Kitty pats me on the back before she points to the weird looking orange...potato...thing. "Do you need some help?" Kitty kindly asks pointing to it. "If you don't mind. I've never cooked a sweet potato before." With that Kitty nods her head. "You can cook them...but you mash up first. You're doing a casserole right?" Maybe I should leave the girls in here while I go and do fuck all with dad.

After the long flight I need a lay down...not making a Thanksgiving meal. "Dan, can you help me...I kind of...already washed my hands." With that she points to an apron hanging up on the kitchen door. "You don't need one it's only a family dinner." But that's when mum nervously laughs while she and Syd prepare the turkey. I think they're making sure that it's moist...never have I seen them want to perfect anything like this before. I think they're trying to impress Kitty and the funny thing is that it's clearly working.

"Actually, we've invited some friends over, plus Syd's friend...who is a boy." Oh my god. She really does have a boyfriend? Before I can have a go at Syd mum shakes her head disapprovingly. "Just get the apron for Kitty." With that I make a sighing sound — it means I've got to walk over to the door and get the apron. "Then after that you can do the apron up for me." Kitty laughs. "Shut up." I playfully hiss as I grab the apron. I then go over to Kitty and dump it over her head. "I wish you can give people a low rating review." Kitty jokes.

"Trust me Dan's rating would be in the negatives by now, stubborn, pessimistic, lazy...shall I continue?" I shake my head feeling totally uncomfortable. "Nah. Maybe a three? Seven on a good day." Did Kitty just literally rate me a seven? Higher than I suspected. Near I tie a bow on the apron. "What would you rate me?" Kitty laughs. Obviously I can't say 'ten'...so I play Kitty at her own game. "Three. Seven on a good day, obviously." With that Kitty shakes her head while I laugh standing back and letting everyone do their own thing.

I can't believe Kitty is here...my home in England.