Disclaimer: See chapter1.
Dear diary.
27 June 2066
I woke up with a yelp as someone jumped right on top of me. Opening my eyes just a bit and seeing the world do a blurry dance I closed them again and kicked out with my legs to get whoever it was off. Bad idea. Whoever it was grabbed my legs and I ended up flat on my back out and off my warm bed. Opening my eyes again I saw Gordon looking down at me. "We're going to the mainland Johnny boy. You, me and Virgil."
So I sat up and just looked at him. "Why? Who's going to go out when a call comes in?" I just knew he was grinning. "Don't you worry about that. Alan will fly Virgil's bird if it comes down to it." I remembered that Brains had gone upstairs the day before to fix or change a few things. I didn't really listen the day before. Gordon got me onto my feet and said. "Get ready. We're flying in an hour."
So when we got to the mainland my eyes were tested again only the pressure was taken. The results weren't too good. My eye pressure was too high. So Virgil was back on the phone and got my appointment moved to a closer date.
We went shopping for things back at the island. No girl stuff for Tin-Tin. Although I found a few blankets in a shop that I knew she would have liked. I didn't look around much. The world was doing funny things to my eyes. Melting into one and just getting all misty. After getting everything we needed Gordon went off and came back with a box in his hand. Handing it over to me he said. "To cheer you up Johnny boy."
I took it and smiled at him. It was a portable DVD player. Brains would make me a better one if I asked but. Sometimes just getting a normal one and getting it from a brother are one of the best things to get and to have. I was glad to have it. Since my old player I had for a few years had finally broken down a few days before.
We went for lunch and then we headed back home. Virgil was watching me and at some point I told him to cut it out and rather watch where he was flying. I couldn't help to grin when the song George of the jungle popped into my head. At least Virgil is flying too high to hit a tree. And he had Gordon next to him still it got him off my back for a while.
Dad wasn't too happy when Virgil had told him about the results. I couldn't blame him. So I went back to my room and sent my poor friend a message. This time she was not under my dark cloud. She was asking me how my day went and I told her. That night I played with my new player and then went to bed.