Danny and Lolo
Disclaimer: I don't own them, and I think thats fairly obvious. FANfiction, ya know?
Chapter One: Promise?
Age: 4, Location: The Beach
Four-year-old Danny looked at the crumbling sand castle and the boy trying to keep it from falling for a moment before she walked over.
"'s not gonna work if ya do it like dat." She said.
The boy looked up. "How do you know?" He challanged.
Danny sat down and took the bucket out of his hands.
"Hey! Dat's mine!" The boy yelled, trying to snatch it back.
"Shuddup, you, I'll give it back."
"Promise?"
"Promise." She scooped sand into the bucket and began pushing on it. "You gotta pack it really, really good or else it'll fall down again." She explained, tipping the bucket over. "See?"
"Thanks."
"You're welcome. I'm Danny."
"I'm Lolo."
Danny snickered.
"What?" He asked defensively.
"My mommy says Lolo means crazy in haw. . .hawa. . .some state."
"Hawaii." Lolo said. "I been there once. An' it isn't my real name, I ju' can't pronounciate it."
"You can't pronouciate your own name? You really is lolo!"
"Well Danny's a boys name." He shot back.
"Is not!"
"Is so!"
"Is not!"
"Is so!"
"Is not!"
"Is so!"
"Is not!"
"Jerk!"
"Snob!"
"Danny, sweetie, time to go!" A woman called.
Danny stood up. "I gotta leave now." She announced, then turned on her heel and ran to her mother, Lolo's bucket still clutched in her hands.