Otto and Sunny walked outside, Matteo close behind. Otto turned around to face his cousin.
"Matteo, we need a few minutes alone, okay?" Otto tried to act as nice as he could.
"Why, sure, cousin. I will leave you and your l'amica alone." He smiled coyly and headed back towards the house.
"And stop it with the Italian, okay? I can speak it too," Otto sibilated. He watched his cousin walk into the apartment house and close the door. He knew Matteo was watching from somewhere, though. He knew Matteo would thoroughly enjoy watching them make out. But he wasn't going to get that kind of show.
"Sunny, I have a plan." Otto turned to face Sunny.
She nodded, and listened to Otto's plan.
Otto walked into the house, gripping his stomach. "Dude, that pork chop really got to me. I need to go to the bathroom. Will you keep Sunny company until I come back?"
"Why, sure, cousin, I'd love to." Matteo grinned allusively. When Otto closed the door to the bathroom, Matteo walked outside to see Sunny sitting in a lawn chair.
"Hello, fair one. Otto said to come keep you company." Matteo drug up a lawn chair and sat beside her.
"Why, yes, Matteo, he did. He wasn't feeling well. Poor fool." Sunny played along, and knew exactly what to do.
Matteo looked at her with utter confusion. "Fool? Is there something I need to know?"
Sunny smiled foxily. "Oh, yes, Matteo, there is."
"Perhaps you feel the same way about me as I do you?" Matteo stood slowly, not keeping one eye off of Sunny.
Sunny stood as well, planting her feet firmly on the ground, prepared for the unexpected. "Show me how you feel." She gave him her sexiest smile.
Matteo could take no more. His urges became uncontrollable. He writhed his arms around her waist and kissed her.
All of a sudden, the back door swung open. There stood Otto and Mrs. Belvidere.
"Matteo Ugo Vanbicca! What do you think you are doing?" Mrs. Belvidere was furious. She stomped out of the house and grabbed Matteo by the ear. "Lei sporco perverte poco!"
Matteo struggled and moaned, trying to free her grip. He viciously glared at Sunny. "You la femmina! I thought you liked me!"
Sunny smiled craftily. "I never said I liked you." And she was telling the truth.
After Matteo went home, Mrs. Belvidere apologized to Otto and Sunny.
"I am so sorry, Otto for not believing you. I thought he was such a nice boy. And I'm sorry, Sunny, because of, well, you know. Oh il mio dio, I feel like a real il tallone. Please forgive me?" Mrs. Belvidere was being as sincere as she could.
"Of course, la nonna, we forgive you," Otto said. He and Sunny both gave her a hug.
"Ah, I feel molto meglio. To make it up to you, tell me anything you'd like to do, and I'll see what I can manage." Mrs. Belvidere smiled.
Otto had a few things in mind, but he decided on something that she wasn't going to expect. "Why don't we just rent some movies and order some pizzas?"
Mrs. Belvidere was shocked. "You want to spend time with the vecchio folk tonight?"
Otto glanced at Sunny for approval. She smiled and nodded.
"Yes, we would. And I need to apologize for getting a l'atteggiamento today. You've done so much for Sunny and me, that we need to spend some time with you and la nonno. After all, that is the reason I came." Otto grinned at his grandmother.
"Aww, how dolce you are. If you call in the pizza, and tell me what movies you want, I will go get the movies and you can stay here. Your la nonno is asleep, though, so you can pick what ever movies you like!" Mrs. Belvidere seemed ecstatic.
"Well," Otto suggested, "what movies would you wanna watch?"
Mrs. Belvidere thought for a minute. "It doesn't matter. It's up to you."
So Otto and Sunny told Mrs. Belvidere what movies they wanted, then she left them to order the pizzas.
The night spent with Mrs. Belvidere was one of the best nights they had had so far. Sunny and Otto had no idea she could be so cool! The next day, and the days after, Otto knew exactly how he was going to spend them.