Blank Canvas

March 4, 2019

A Lighthearted Conversation

"You know what I don't understand?" Jasper asked, popping a heart shaped candy in his mouth.

His sister, Is (short for Isabella), doing the same, furrowed her eyebrows. "What's that?" She grabbed another one and read what it said, laughed and put it in her mouth.

"Why conversation hearts taste so bad!" He chuckled. But once Is started laughing, that's when they both began laughing harder.

"I mean," She replied in between laughs. "You're right. They're so bad."

"Oh my gosh, do you remember when Q ate one and she started choking. We had to bring her to the vet?"

Is's smile subsided. "Jasper. That's not funny!"

"Yes it is!" He continued. "Not only that, we still continue to eat them!"

They continued laughing, and sharing stories of childhood, and memories.

"Do you remember that one time, when Mom decided to prank Dad? She put blue hair dye in his shaving cream, and his entire face came out blue?"

"Yeah! Dude that was hilarious!"

The twins hadn't laughed like this is a very long time. You see, their parents hadn't been alive for a few years, so being able to remember, and laugh about the good times when their parents were alive. Well, it was refreshing to them both.

Is sighed, staring at the face of her twin brother. His smiling face beaming with energy, and happiness. Something she hadn't seen in a very long time. "You look different." She said upon examining his happiness.

"Different how?" He smirked, getting up from his laying down position. He sat cross legged, eating another heart candy.

"I dunno," She followed suit. "You just seem. . . happier."

He paused for a moment, seemingly prevaricate before giving a simple answer. "Maybe it's because I am."

Before Is could say anything, Jasper got up and went to the kitchen. She tagged along, curious as to what her brother was meaning. "Jas, please! I wanna know." She grabbed the stool, and sat down at the breakfast bar. Jasper grabbed a couple slices of bread and placed them in the toaster.

"Okay, fine." He motioned for her to come in closer, she did so. Once his lips were near her ear, he let an eruption of air escape his lips. The smell reeked, as it had been near her nose.

"NO YOU DIDN'T!" Is practically screamed. "You're in for it!"

She pushed the chair away, and rounded the counter, attempting to catch him. She was unsuccessful, but in ways she was grateful he could play again. Just like old times.