Note: Yepperz, this chapters short but it's one of those "moving on to a
new plot/foreshadowing" chapters.
Claire sat next to Leon on the front porch, occasionally scratching at a strip of gauze wrapped around her waist. There was a slight gash underneath the itching cloth. It would heal though.
"Hey Claire?" Leon spoke at last.
"What is it?" Claire looked up from her wound and took in the view of Leon's tired expression. He looked like he had been up for weeks and not once tried to sleep; this caused dark splotched lines to form under his eyes. And although Claire had asked him a million times if he needed sleep, he would just tell her that he was fine and rather stay up with her.
"How many kids do you want to have in the future?" asked Leon.
"What...? What kind of question is that? Why do you want to know?" Claire held back on a smirk that was trying to release itself onto her lips. The question was very random and appeared quite odd to her.
"I don't know. I guess I just wanted to know out of curiosity. That's all", Leon answered, and began to idly kick the back of his heel at the side of the porch's wooden steps.
"Ok then. I suppose...I want to have four kids at the least", Claire smiled, "eight at the most."
Leon chuckled softly at her response and asked, "why that many? Think of all the mouths to feed."
"I could manage! I really could! And anyways, I actually like kids. They're not that bad", Claire answered and stared away from Leon's intent gaze. He looked ready to kiss her at any moment, but he made no attempts to do so much as move closer to her.
"Would it help if I said that that many kids would ruin your figure?"
"I don't have to have babies myself. I could just adopt them", Claire snapped, and pushed away from Leon angrily, "I'm not built for you, and I don't really think I want to know what is going through your twisted mind right now."
"What?!" Leon cried out, and waved his arms in front of him, "I wasn't coming on to you if that's what you think! I wonder sometimes if that's really you pissed at me or all that medication the doctors have you on!"
Silence dawned on them after Leon's statement, and Claire merely nodded and said softly, "You're right. That wasn't me speaking."
Claire sat down next to Leon again, and after awhile laid her head down on his shoulder. Leon heaved a sigh before wrapping a single arm carefully around her.
"How many kids do you want, Leon?" Claire asked now.
"As many as you can have for me", Leon whispered and kissed her cheek.
She blushed slightly at his answer, but joyfully returned his kiss and laughed, "good! Now all we need now is a house to move into."
"Oh yeah. Hey, for the time being, I was wondering...", Leon started but trailed off when Claire eyed him suspiciously. He continued anyways, "if we could move in together."
The reaction was quite the obvious one. Leon knew Claire would be thrilled to stay with him instead of sharing an apartment with her "grouchy" brother all the time. So as he saw it playing out in his mind earlier, Claire leaped into his arms and laughed happily and accepted the offer.
"Do I have to pay rent though?" she asked suddenly letting him go.
Leon sighed and imitated Claire's way of rolling her eyes then answered mockingly, "Sheesh, CLAIRE, why don't you be a little helpful."
Claire rolled her eyes without thinking. She realized that she'd pretty much made an ass of herself once Leon started howling in laughter and crying out that he knew her too well, but he hugged her tightly in apology; although he had still been laughing.
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Chris was tapping on the steering wheel of a dark blue Ford he and Jill had rented. They had already decided to go back home a bit early.
For some reason Jill had been feeling sick a lot lately, and Chris reluctantly offered to go home with her. It was a bit saddening to have to leave so soon, but there weren't a whole lot of choices when he had Jill grumbling about her sickness 24/7.
Now with that thought on mind, Chris sighed and shot a quick glance at Jill who was now sleeping in the passenger's seat. Chris smiled now, shaking his head slightly before turning his full attention back on the road.
"Women...", he laughed slightly.
"Men!" Jill snorted, frightening Chris now.
"I thought you were asleep!" He gasped for air.
"I was for awhile, but soon came to realize that it was much to quiet and boring without Claire yelling in the background", said Jill. She spoke a bit wearily, still being tired, "ya know I have this weird craving for Kix right now."
Chris burst out laughing, "Are you hungry then? We're almost home, but there's Claire's favorite Taco Bell near by."
The story of the Taco Bell was very simple see. Every time they drove by it and had Claire in the car (which was very frequent indeed), she would begin to quickly chant: "TACO BELL! TACO BELL! TACO BELL!" in a loud and childish manner while pointing off at the little Taco Bell sign. And the only way they kept her quiet was by always giving in and grabbing a bite to eat there. It had become an official hang out place thanks to Claire.
"Chris we go there almost every night when we're here. And it's not like your sister is with us right now, so let's try something else, hm?" Jill said.
In agreement, Chris drove on past the Taco Bell, and after more argument with Jill they finally agreed on a Dairy Queen. ("They've got that ice cream that kinda tastes like Kix!" Jill had whined.)
'At least we're almost home', Christ thought to himself.
End of Chapter Note:
Aran: Yaaaaay! I haven't done this in a while. Lol, ok, :p If you already figured out what's next...keep your mouth shut, done wanna spoil it for the lame brains. Just playing. Anyways, please REVIEW. And no, this isn't the last chapter. ^_^
Claire sat next to Leon on the front porch, occasionally scratching at a strip of gauze wrapped around her waist. There was a slight gash underneath the itching cloth. It would heal though.
"Hey Claire?" Leon spoke at last.
"What is it?" Claire looked up from her wound and took in the view of Leon's tired expression. He looked like he had been up for weeks and not once tried to sleep; this caused dark splotched lines to form under his eyes. And although Claire had asked him a million times if he needed sleep, he would just tell her that he was fine and rather stay up with her.
"How many kids do you want to have in the future?" asked Leon.
"What...? What kind of question is that? Why do you want to know?" Claire held back on a smirk that was trying to release itself onto her lips. The question was very random and appeared quite odd to her.
"I don't know. I guess I just wanted to know out of curiosity. That's all", Leon answered, and began to idly kick the back of his heel at the side of the porch's wooden steps.
"Ok then. I suppose...I want to have four kids at the least", Claire smiled, "eight at the most."
Leon chuckled softly at her response and asked, "why that many? Think of all the mouths to feed."
"I could manage! I really could! And anyways, I actually like kids. They're not that bad", Claire answered and stared away from Leon's intent gaze. He looked ready to kiss her at any moment, but he made no attempts to do so much as move closer to her.
"Would it help if I said that that many kids would ruin your figure?"
"I don't have to have babies myself. I could just adopt them", Claire snapped, and pushed away from Leon angrily, "I'm not built for you, and I don't really think I want to know what is going through your twisted mind right now."
"What?!" Leon cried out, and waved his arms in front of him, "I wasn't coming on to you if that's what you think! I wonder sometimes if that's really you pissed at me or all that medication the doctors have you on!"
Silence dawned on them after Leon's statement, and Claire merely nodded and said softly, "You're right. That wasn't me speaking."
Claire sat down next to Leon again, and after awhile laid her head down on his shoulder. Leon heaved a sigh before wrapping a single arm carefully around her.
"How many kids do you want, Leon?" Claire asked now.
"As many as you can have for me", Leon whispered and kissed her cheek.
She blushed slightly at his answer, but joyfully returned his kiss and laughed, "good! Now all we need now is a house to move into."
"Oh yeah. Hey, for the time being, I was wondering...", Leon started but trailed off when Claire eyed him suspiciously. He continued anyways, "if we could move in together."
The reaction was quite the obvious one. Leon knew Claire would be thrilled to stay with him instead of sharing an apartment with her "grouchy" brother all the time. So as he saw it playing out in his mind earlier, Claire leaped into his arms and laughed happily and accepted the offer.
"Do I have to pay rent though?" she asked suddenly letting him go.
Leon sighed and imitated Claire's way of rolling her eyes then answered mockingly, "Sheesh, CLAIRE, why don't you be a little helpful."
Claire rolled her eyes without thinking. She realized that she'd pretty much made an ass of herself once Leon started howling in laughter and crying out that he knew her too well, but he hugged her tightly in apology; although he had still been laughing.
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Chris was tapping on the steering wheel of a dark blue Ford he and Jill had rented. They had already decided to go back home a bit early.
For some reason Jill had been feeling sick a lot lately, and Chris reluctantly offered to go home with her. It was a bit saddening to have to leave so soon, but there weren't a whole lot of choices when he had Jill grumbling about her sickness 24/7.
Now with that thought on mind, Chris sighed and shot a quick glance at Jill who was now sleeping in the passenger's seat. Chris smiled now, shaking his head slightly before turning his full attention back on the road.
"Women...", he laughed slightly.
"Men!" Jill snorted, frightening Chris now.
"I thought you were asleep!" He gasped for air.
"I was for awhile, but soon came to realize that it was much to quiet and boring without Claire yelling in the background", said Jill. She spoke a bit wearily, still being tired, "ya know I have this weird craving for Kix right now."
Chris burst out laughing, "Are you hungry then? We're almost home, but there's Claire's favorite Taco Bell near by."
The story of the Taco Bell was very simple see. Every time they drove by it and had Claire in the car (which was very frequent indeed), she would begin to quickly chant: "TACO BELL! TACO BELL! TACO BELL!" in a loud and childish manner while pointing off at the little Taco Bell sign. And the only way they kept her quiet was by always giving in and grabbing a bite to eat there. It had become an official hang out place thanks to Claire.
"Chris we go there almost every night when we're here. And it's not like your sister is with us right now, so let's try something else, hm?" Jill said.
In agreement, Chris drove on past the Taco Bell, and after more argument with Jill they finally agreed on a Dairy Queen. ("They've got that ice cream that kinda tastes like Kix!" Jill had whined.)
'At least we're almost home', Christ thought to himself.
End of Chapter Note:
Aran: Yaaaaay! I haven't done this in a while. Lol, ok, :p If you already figured out what's next...keep your mouth shut, done wanna spoil it for the lame brains. Just playing. Anyways, please REVIEW. And no, this isn't the last chapter. ^_^