The next day, Angus was picked up from preschool and his mother drove him to Malcolm's school. The two went through the large school building. Angus pushed his cane in front of him and held his mother's hand.
"Now we're going up stairs, Angus." She said tenderly and helped him a little. "Another three flights of stairs, then you're up." Angus nodded a little. "Now to the right." After a while they arrived in a rather warm room.
"Young! We need the Wizard of Ozz over here!" Shouted a deep young voice. Angus felt a breeze.
"Here." It was Malcolm's voice. Angus smiled.
"Thanks, Malcolm." Said the deep voice.
"Hello mom!" Malcolm called. "Hi, Ang." Angus felt Malcolm take his hand.
"Are you sure that Angus can be here?" Asked Margarete worriedly. "I mean ... there are so many shelves and small aisles and ..."
"Mummy! Angus is not an idiot! Besides, I'm with him." Angus chuckled a little.
"OK. Then ... see you then." With that she was gone.
"Mal?" Angus asked uncertainly.
"Yes, Ang. I'm here. Have you already eaten?" Angus shook his head. "Okay. Wait a minute. Oliver!?"
"Yes?" Asked the deep voice.
"I'll go to the canteen for a moment, if that's okay."
"Yeah, okay!" Malcolm took Angus by the hand.
"Come on, Ang." So they started. "Watch out, Ang. There are children up there." Angus nodded a little. Somebody nudged Angus hard. "Hey! Malcolm shouted, a little angry.
"You're a first grade." Said one girl, unimpressed.
"And? You shouldn't push my brother anyway." Malcolm growled, a little angry.
"Sorry." A boy laughed and then they were alone again.
"Are you okay, Ang?" Malcolm rubbed Angus' bumped shoulder. Angus chuckled.
"Mal! That was just a small push! I can take this!" Malcolm nodded.
"OK. Now let's get something to eat for you." They went down stairs and down a corridor. Soon they were in a large room. Many were laughing and talking at one another. The smell of food hit Angus' little nose.
"Where are we?" He asked, sniffing.
"In the canteen, Ang. I'll read you what to eat and you choose it, okay?" Angus nodded. Malcolm took a tray and carried it to the soda machine. "Do you want orange lemonade, cola or water?"
"May I have Coke?" Angus asked excitedly. Malcolm giggled.
"Yes. Ma is not here, so you can." Malcolm filled a glass with Coke and put it on the tray. They went on to eat. "Want some yogurt or something?" Angus nodded.
"What is there?"
"Pineapple, strawberry, raspberry, blueberry and blackberry."
"I think pineapple." Angus chuckled. Malcolm grinned and took a small bowl of pineapple yogurt. They continued walking until they got to the lady who was serving the hot food.
"Hello, Malcolm. Don't you have a shift in the library?"
"Yes. But me and my brother wanted something to eat." She nodded.
"What do you want?"
"What do you have?" Malcolm turned the question. She giggled.
"Dumplings with sauce, semolina, soup and lasagna." Malcolm looked at Angus.
"What do you want, Ang?"
"Em ... could I have a lasagna, madam?" He asked politely. She smiled and cut the lasagna.
"You have decency. I like that. I see we'll get along well." Angus chuckled a little. Malcolm put the plate of lasagna on the tray. They got another juice box and got cutlery.
"Watch out, Ang. Hold on to my waistband. The corridors are pretty narrow here." Angus nodded and looked for Malcolm's trousers, but couldn't find them. Malcolm took Angus 'hand and gently placed it just above his ass. Angus' fingers tightened in the armor of Malcolm's school uniform. The two went into a small one room so they could be alone. It was quiet here. Malcolm put the tray on a table and helped Angus sit down. He gave Angus the spoon and put his other hand around the bowl so Angus knew where the yogurt was. The smaller one happily began to eat. Malcolm watched him with a grin. "Don't you guys get anything more to eat in preschool?"
"No. Since you're gone, no more." Said Angus. "That's delicious." Malcolm giggled and stroked Angus' curls. Soon the yogurt was empty. Angus made excited gestures. Malcolm laughed and pushed the plate of lasagna over to his brother.
"Shall I cut it for you?"
"Yes. Please." Angus nodded. Malcolm took the cutlery and cut off small pieces of the lasagna. He pricked one off and handed the fork to Angus. Angus began to eat. "Delicious!" Angus raved. Malcolm giggled and stroked Angus' locks. When Angus finished eating, they went back to the library and spent their afternoon there.
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What's next to the dark? || Angus & Malcolm Young
FanfictionAngus Young. Born blind. His life is made up of darkness. The only thing that cheers him up is his big brother Malcolm, who takes care of him. Will he spend the rest of his life in darkness? Will his brother be one voice forever? Will Angus know the...
