I mimic one of Iggy's hand signals that means "you will die soon" by spreading out my five fingers. I do it to Julius as a joke. I giggle, but he looks at me sadly.
"You're right," he says with his eyes looking he's about to cry.
"Haha, you're fun-knee!" I say gleaming,"get it- knee!" I point to my knee.
Julius looks at me with cold sad eyes."I talked to my doctor, you know, Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz."
"Yes, I know. He is the best doctor in Danville and the Tri-State Area" I wonder where this is going.
"Well, he said that people that have thysahntrailitis tend to die sooner than the average person, but not from butt cancer, from like car crashes and stuff."
I turn around, so Julius wouldn't see my melancholied face.
"It's okay Cashew,"Julius reassures,"we have like a year left til I disintegrate into the earth."
"A year?"
"Yeah, or less. That's the average time the victim dies."
"Darn shucks."
I walk over to Iggy and make hand signals for him to feel to let him know to buy the pinkie pie shaped tombstone for Julius. He nods and gets back to feeling the rod of the lamp.
"Hey, you smell that?"Julius says as he sniffs the air likes he's high. I sniff the air, too and it's the burning of the popcorn I was cooking for Iggy. I don't know why Julius is fond of the burning popcorn smell. "Goddaleit!" I say as I run to the hotel microwave.
Julius tells Iggy about the popcorn since he didn't seem to notice the smell. "You're lying," Iggy states,'I don't smell anything!"
"Oh dale. I can't smell anything."
updated january 4th 2015
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The Fault in our Moons
Fanfiction"Maybe Okie Dokie will be our 5ever." "Some booties are bigger than other booties" Young Cashew, newly sixteen, falls into unconditional love when she happens to cross paths with one Julius Oceans. This epic tale of love is filled with humor and hea...
