Notes: If you're kind of lost, don't worry. Nyx is telling the story -- like it's all being told as she had it told to her. Hehe. I hope it's okay so far. Anyway, next chapter is here. Woohoo. Go do stuff now.
Disclaimer: Johnny & Devi, as well as all other JtHM related material and characters are copyrighted to Jhonen Vasquez. However, Nyx belongs to me.
Chapter Two: A Choice
[Mom had always said, her life took a sharp turn from the crossroad in which she had been standing at, when she had forgotten the one she had feelings for, for almost completely ruining her life. The mourning of fear was too intense. That was, until that day he had cornered her. Alas, on the verge of tears, he whispered 'I'm sorry'.]
"Are you still here?" With a spirited laugh, Nyx rose from her spot among the base of the tree. The golden sun was beginning to grow distant flashing the striking rays through the branches. She stood there for a moment, pausing. Green eyes flickered in slight amusement. At least somebody was listening to her. She looked at the dusted horizon, before continuing on with her speech.
"Might as well sit, this is a long story."
She remained standing up.
"Alright so anyway."
Johnny woke up sometime later, with the dusk sunlight streaming across his face. He groaned in protest, and tried to sit up. He couldn't. He then noticed he was lying down in the booth. Groggy, he tried to wipe the sleep from his eyes. He turned over, and didn't bother to sit up. Not much, until he heard the approaching of footsteps. As soon as he looked back up, there was a worried Devi hovering over him, holding a glass of water. Her face twisted into a frown, suddenly fading once she spotted him awake. She set the glass of water against the table, before speaking.
"Nny? Are you alright?"
He shot up, gasping for air -- this caused Devi to jump backward in surprise, both eyebrows raised. Johnny calmly fingered the glass of water, before he gulped down the liquid quickly. He sighed, once regaining his sense of mind. He sharply looked at Devi, before shakily standing to his feet.
"Let's go for a walk." He stated plainly, yet freakishly calm.
Devi merely nodded, and tightened her hands around her windbreaker, before slipping them into her pockets. Johnny walked ahead of her. Devi noticed that the cafe was less crowded then it had been. The voices were quieter. Johnny shoved open the doors, turning the 'OPEN' sign over to 'CLOSED' over giggling in amusement. Devi rolled her eyes, and caught the door to catch up with him. The air was warm, and there was a slight breeze added. The sun was beginning to decline in the horizon, but with good defense. It still clung tightly to its place in the skyline.
"Devi, could you repeat what you said, before I slipped into nightmare world?"
She eyed him oddly, before hanging her head. "I'm having a kid."
"YAAAAY-wait, mine?"
"OF COURSE! It's yours!"
"BABY! BABY!--wait. I'm going to be a dad?"
"No shit."
Johnny's eyes glistened, as they widened to the same state of being before he passed out. Eagerly, he swung skinny hands around Devi's waist and hoisted her upward.
"Yesssssss!! I did something good!"
"You did?"
Devi questioned, in surprise as her hands settled against his own arms to hold her balance.
"You do plan to keep it?"
"I guess that's our choice. Since it is *our* kid."
"I say keep it!"
"Good. I was going to keep it anyway."
"Alright!! Baby!! Wooo!"
Johnny gently placed her down. Devi grinned, and straightened out her sleeves. This was indeed odd. What did she know about carrying, and caring for another living breathing person? And her child, the fact. Well, it appeared that she was going to have to get used to it. Johnny began to walk again, slowly at first -- then humming to himself. Devi joined him, equally at a slow pace. The couple walked in silence for a few moments.
"Can we name it Twinkie? I love Twinkies."
"....No."
"Noodle?"
"No."
"Fiz-Wiz?"
Devi coughed a laugh. "No."
Johnny continued to babble on random names of food and drink products. Devi was slightly concerned, yet a name would not be important for a while. At least for a few months more. The pair rounded the corner, and crossed the street towards the other side of the park, where the stretch began. Devi followed the trail leading up into the open park, with Johnny close at her side. He had gone back to humming. Devi replaced her hands back into her pockets. The sunlight traveled at their heels. Finally beginning to plummet through the trees and disappear beyond the buildings.