This one's longer.


Lying

When Iceland stayed over at Hong Kong the Asian noticed the shorter boy became homesick. He was sick of the loud city noises and the air pollution. He wanted the fresh air and meadows of his home. So Hong Kong took him to his 'special place'.

At first, they sat on the bus for about 2 hours, getting away from the city. Iceland was itching to know where this 'special place' was. The curiosity was killing him.

When they arrived, they were in the suburbs, away from the great noisy city, although there were still neighborhoods and cars and malls, it wasn't as much as it was downtown. They walked into a little dirt road, where there were construction cars and some workers milling around.

As they walked in, the workers gave them curious glances but otherwise left them alone. They walked deeper, where there were more weeds and grass growing. Iceland took all of it in with a puzzled look.

They walked until they reached a clearing. Iceland stopped. This is where they were going, right? It had to be. Hong Kong paused. "Hurry up. I want to, like, get back home before it's, like, dark."

They walked, legs brushing against the tall weeds, until they reached another clearing, this one shaded by trees, making everything dark. Hong Kong finally stopped. Iceland thought about collapsing on the ground.

Hong Kong gestured around him and said, "Nature."

Iceland finally figured it out. You couldn't hear the city anymore and it was very cool and the air was definitely fresher. Iceland smiled. "You don't have to do this."

They spent in playing in the unexpected rain, lying in mud and dirt. When they walked out, they tried driving the bulldozer and crashing into a pile of pipes.

When they got home, soaking wet, China shouted, "Aru! Where have you been?! And why are you all dirty?!"

Ignoring Taiwan and South Korea's eyebrow waggles, they answered, "We drove a bulldozer." China was not pleased.