The youth held his hands out the open sky, the open oblivion, as he waited for him to return. He would only wait for so long…he had better hurry up. Patience was never his strong point. Growling he dropped the ridicules pose and clenched his fists. Anger eating at the corners of his mind and decaying his last shred of tranquility the black haired youth began to fidget. That's it he'd been gone too long. In fact the younger boy had only been missing for an equivalent of ten minutes, but that's was far too long. How long could it take for the little red head to o and get milk and cookies? Doesn't he know that little four foot red heads shouldn't be out when it was this dark? In truth the sky had just taken a royal blue haze and the sun was still clear in the horizon.
Pacing now the fiery youth glanced from one corner of the view to the next searching for a mop of red. However it did not come. Sweat. He looked again, and it did not come. Shaking. He looked again and the same result. Panic. 'That's it', he concluded and marched towards the direction the boy had left in. He had successfully waited fifteen minutes for the boy's return. A turning feeling shot up and down his stomach as he ran a hand through his black hair then at the edge of the horizon red bobbed it's way into view. Breaking into a sprint the boy tore in the direction of the mass of red.
Said boy was fuming and swinging the bag of the desired cookies and milk. Coming to a halt black met green as the stare down began.
"Well, What the hell are yah looking at yah homo?" barked the little red headed.
"Just a retarded boy who can't get home on time." Replied the elder.
"What the fuck got your panties in a twist yah fatty mic fat ass here" the youth held out the bag "Take your sweets then damn it…jeeze only been gone for a minute."
"Yah…and you took too long."