Shoreline

5

"Hey George I had a bit of an accident last night and I can't make it to work do you think you'll be okay without me?" Ava asked.

"Accident?" He replied and paused.

"I slipped over in my kitchen last night and fell on a knife," she lied. Arthur was sat opposite her.

"You slipped really?" Arthur whispered to her, she picked up her jellyfish cushion and threw it at him, he caught it and laughed.

"Shut it!" She said.

"We should be fine thank you for letting me know, hope you get better soon bye Ava," he said and hung up, she laid the phone down on her bed and looked at Arthur who was still chuckling.

"You're a bad liar," he said.

"Am not," she said and laid down in her bed. Arthur shook his head.

"Do you want anything?" He asked.

"A coffee and painkillers?" she answered.

"So not much?" he teased and  left her to go downstairs. He filled the kettle and stared out of the window and  could see his fathers light house, he smiled to himself thinking about his childhood and the memories cluttered there. His thoughts were  interrupted by the click of the kettle, he made her coffee,  grabbed her painkillers and headed upstairs, she  now rested on her side. "Are you sure that's such a good idea?" he said as he set the tray down walked over to her.

"My back was sore and this is comfortable." she smiled cheekily at him. "Are you going to be here all day?"

"Well I have nothing better to do," he answered.

"No one to save?" she quizzed him.

"Nope," he said.

"No one to fight?" she continued.

"Nope," he said.

"Well this should be fun," she yawned.

"Ava you should sleep if you're tired, I'll be here when you wake up," he told her.

"I'm not tired, now hand me my coffee!" she demanded, he rolled his eyes, grabbed her purple mermaid tail mug and handed it to her.

"What did your last slave die of again?" he asked.

"I fed them to my piranhas in the pond in the garden," she giggled as she took a sip but turned her nose up at It, and  looked at Arthur.

"What? What's wrong with it?" he asked.

"You put sugar in it," she said.

"Well I don't know how you like your coffee, I'm not a mind reader!" he exclaimed sarcastically. "Fine I'll make you another."

"No, no it's oaky don't worry about it." she began.

"No if you want another I shall make you another," he said snatching the mug from her.

"If you walk out of this room fish man I will set Mikey on you next time I dive," she said and crossed her arms over her torso.

"You really think I'm afraid of a dolphin?" he asked.

"You should be of this one, he is aggressive," she smiled, he sighed and gave in, placing the mug of coffee back down again, she had won, and continued to drink the rather disgusting sweet coffee.