So, here it goes. My failed attempt at the 100 Themes Challenge. Enjoy. (:
Also, I own pretty much nothing, so this is a disclaimer...That sounds so awkward.
100 Themes Challenge: Take one
Love
Carlos loved dinosaur-shaped chicken nuggets. He also loved his helmet, and Swirly, and chocolate milk, and hockey, and his papi, and his mama, and he just loved everything! He took another bite of his pancakes—Mama Knight's specialty, when they're not burnt. He couldn't lie, he loved those, too. It was hard not to love things when you're Carlos. Seeing everything through the eyes of the child, everything has a meaning and a purpose, but you don't know what it is, and you want to find out, and you just can't help loving things instead of just liking them because they need to be loved and not simply liked but loved.
What Carlos loved the most, though, was definitely James. His very being made him want to burst into a spontaneous combustion of pure joy, rainbows, pancakes, helmets, dinosaur-shaped chicken nuggets—everything. But when James was sad, or sick, or angry, or dejected, Carlos was sad, or sick, or angry, or dejected. The one thing Carlos hated was seeing James as any of the above. Carlos would do anything to make James happy again, no matter what.
So that morning, while Carlos was happily chomping his pancakes, and James came into the kitchen, looking none-too-happy, Carlos dropped his fork, and tackled the taller boy to the ground. He embraced him in a bone-crushing hug, being brash as usual, and demanding to know who hurt him, who he was going to beat up. James pushed him off, as he was suffocating, and told him someone used the rest of his 'Cuda Man hairspray.
Carlos sat on the floor, contemplating, before laughing. He also loved James' ridiculousness.