PAJAMAS

"You know, Leon, I put some thought into that complaint you made the other day." Laguna broke the silence in the living room very suddenly, causing Leon to flinch. Leon stared warily over at his dad.

"What complaint was that, exactly?" Leon asked slowly.

"When you said those kids were calling you weird," Laguna said, tapping away at his laptop's keyboard. "And I finally determined what you should do."

Leon raised an eyebrow.

"Oh? And what is it that I should do?"

"Own up and face the fact that you're weird."

Leon's right eye twitched.

"But I'm not weird!" he exclaimed. Laguna snorted and looked over at Leon.

"Dude. You are so weird. Like.. you are by definition weird. If you weren't weird, I would have to disown you."

Leon got up and threw a couch pillow at his dad.

"I don't want to hear it from the guy still in his pajamas at two thirty in the afternoon!"

"We've been through this before," Laguna said as Leon crossed the room to the front door. "If I'm not out of the pajamas by midday, I am not out of the pajamas at all."

The front door closed and Leon walked down the sidewalk towards Cloud's house, wondering if he really was related to that idiot he called his father.