Tabula Colton

Chapter 21- What a Boy Wants

We stopped at a Rite Aid in West Hollywood on the way home and walked around the store looking at health items, toys, and junk food while they filled my prescription.

We started playing with swords on the toy aisle and Mr. Takada had some mad skills with it. He spun it over his head then superfast slid it down his arm and gripped it like he was ready to take me on.

"Ready to defend my boy," he said with a deadly serious tone.

I told him there was a scary monster around the corner and he jumped out with his sword and a fierce growl. I didn't realize it, but this gay couple was walking right there and one of them shrieked and jumped back When he surprised them.

"Hey, man! That's really not cool!" One of them said.

"Sorry, young lads. I'm on a hunt," Mr. Takada said without breaking his warrior character.

I burst out laughing and the guys walked off grumbling about us.

We saw them later on the toothpaste aisle. They were stopped and looking up something on their phones with their backs to each other.

"My turn!" I said and walked around the corner so I was just out of their sight. I put my face in my hands with my palms pressed together tightly. I blew as hard as I could between them and it made this really loud fart noise.

"Oh My Gawwwwd! Was that you?" One of them said to the other.

"No! It wasn't me!" the other one said.

"That's like so gross, dude!" the first one said.

"It wasn't me!" the other one protested. I nearly fell on the floor laughing, I ducked down and raced away. Mr Takada had taken refuge on the liquor aisle and he showed me the video he'd shot of it on his phone. The guys had these disgusted looks on their faces. I think we ruined their date. We laughed so hard.

"Customer 8 is ready for pickup at the pharmacist." The loud speaker boomed and ended our fun.

We walked back towards the pharmacy and passed the gay couple we'd terrorized. Mr. Takada made a little fart noise with his lips and they just glared at us and grumbled something under their breaths. We weren't making friends.

"I liked pranking with you. That was bad-ass! You're really a lot of fun, you know?" I asked when we got back in the car and he gave me pill.

"Because I give you drugs?" he smirked.

"No! But thanks for that. You take care of me," I noted.

"I'm your daddy. I'm glad you're feeling better. I'll prank every queen in West Hollywood if it makes you feel better." He leaned over and gave me a kiss.

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Sunday morning, Justin and I cleaned the house to get ready for the barbecue. Donovan was marinating an assortment of delicious animals for the grill while Mr. Takada caught up on work.

He stopped me whenever I walked by his office area with my dusting brush or bottle of disinfectant wipes to kiss me. I was on a mission. I was excited to meet Dawson and learn what I could. Julian would be proud of me for finding him.

When my chores were finished, Mr. Takada and I took a shower together. It was so nice to shower again after all those baths with the cast. The brace came off easily and Mr. Takada was helpful in keeping it still and not letting me do much. 

He washed me and we started to mess around, but the time was getting late and he said our guests would be there soon. We heard the doorbell right as we were drying off. Donovan would let them in.