"You know what? This sucks. This sucks so much, I can't think of anything to make it suck more,"
Aladdin banged his head on the front of the bunk bed.
"It could rain," Peter Pan said from the top bunk.
"We're inside, you dumbass," Flynn flipped through a Playboy magazine, which most likely stolen from the headmistress's son, "And Aladdin, stop acting like this is the first time you screwed up getting foster parents,"
As a matter of fact, it was the fifth.
"Yeah but it still sucks! No one wants 'the terrorist'." He buried his head in his pillow out of shame from his nickname.
"Hey, hey, hey. That happy-go-lucky couple wasn't for you anyways, and that's just a stupid nickname. And it's not like you act like one. If anyone should be called 'the terrorist' is PP over here," Flynn pointed upward with his head to Peter Pan's bunk.
"Hey!"
"Just saying,"
"You know, I know you guys are trying your hardest at making me feel better, but it's not working," Aladdin said sarcastically. At this rate, he wouldn't get adopted until he was twenty.
"We weren't trying," Peter Pan said smugly.
"Exactly," Flynn nodded his head, "WHOA! PP, LOOK AT HIS ONE!"
Peter Pan flew off the bunk bed excitedly and landed next to Flynn, who was pointing at one of the magazine pictures.
"Brandon's gonna kick your asses. And so is the headmistress," Aladdin said, knowing his words were useless.
"Brandon cannot fight for toaster strudel," Flynn said, not looking up the magazine.
Aladdin didn't reply. He wasn't in the mood for debating with Flynn. But he was in the mood for sulking.
"Being an orphan sucks," Aladdin said, shoving the blankets over his head.
"It's the hard knock life, bro," Flynn said sympathetically.
It's the hard knock life.
Aladdin has the same dream every night. It involves him finding the perfect foster parents.
But their faces are just blurred mess. It also involves him finding the perfect girl. But she's completely blurred too. It involves him shooting Brandon and the headmistress.
That part isn't blurred.
He's always wondered what it meant; Flynn said it meant he would hopefully shoot Brandon and the headmistress one day. But Aladdin was sure that it meant something more.
Maybe it meant that he wasn't sure what he wanted.
But that's stupid. Aladdin wanted a girlfriend, decent parents, and his monkey back (the headmistress gave Abu to an animal testing program; for he knew Abu could be green and sprouting another limb).
Or was it?