Chapter 8: The Thirst!
LATER IN THE EVENING, JUST AFTER SUNSET!
Simon starts to take off the sunglasses from his face. He realizes that he no longer needs them on, since the sun went down ten minutes ago. Simon puts the shades down on the table beside his bed. He does this for he knows he will need them in the morning again. As he turns around, he begins looking around the room with his newfound vision. Everything never looked so clear, even when he wore his big round glasses.
He stops scanning the room to look at the window. Somehow he started to get the urge to walk up to it. Simon opens the window wide and peers out into the darkness.
Without warning, Simon hops up on the window ledge. It felt as if someone or something started calling out for him.
Simon suddenly snaps back to reality. He begins to realize what he almost did. Logic takes over his mind once more.
"Jumping from a two-story window? What am I thinking?" Simon muttered to himself.
With a sigh, he hops back down from the windowsill, closes the window shut, and turns around to head back to his desk. He sits back down and focuses once again on his homework.
Just then, there is a knocking on the door. Simon nearly jumps out of his skin. He turns towards the door as it opens, and Dave pops his head in.
"Simon?" Dave begins to ask. "We are about to have desert, do you want some?"
"Ah, no thanks Dave." Simon responds.
"Are you sure? You barely ate any dinner."
"Yes Dave, I'm sure. You guys go ahead have desert without me." Simon gives a reassuring smile.
"Well, alright then... I'll save you some in the fridge just in case."
"Ok. Thanks Dave."
Dave closed the door on his way back out, and Simon returns to his homework.
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An hour and a half later, Simon lifts his head from the papers he had been working on. He suddenly felt a different type of urge for something, but he can't seem to figure out what it could be.
Simon slowly smacks his lips together. He realizes that he's hungry... No thirsty, but for what?
He gets up from his seat and heads downstairs. As Simon reaches the bottom step, he peers over to the living room. There he sees Theodore sitting on the couch with Lily, laughing at some sort of program on TV.
Knowing that isn't what he wants, Simon keeps moving towards the kitchen in a trans-like state.
Dave sits with Alvin at the kitchen table. Alvin is having trouble figuring out a math problem, and Dave is trying to help him with it.
"Come on, Alvin. I know you can figure this out..." Dave sighs in slight frustration.
"Arg, why does division have to be so hard...?" Growls Alvin.
Both Alvin and Dave stop and look up when the notice Simon walking in. The smarter member of the family begins to head for the fridge.
"Hey, Simon. You finally coming downstairs for your desert?" Dave asks with a grin.
To Dave and Alvin's surprise, Simon appeared to ignore them and stays focused on the fridge.
It wasn't that Simon didn't hear Dave, it's just his thoughts are so over- whelmed with this sudden 'thirst' craving. He reaches out to the door of the fridge and pulls it open.
What is this craving? It is now beginning to drive him nuts. Somehow he knew that this craving isn't really in the fridge, but there has to be something that he could have in order to tame this thirst for a while. That's when spotted it.
Simon pulls out a whole liter of tomato juice. He unscrews the lid and begins to guzzle the contents of fluid in the plastic container.
This action started to confuse Alvin and Dave.
"Uh, Simon?" Dave asks.
Finally Simon takes notice of Alvin and Dave sitting at the table. He pulls the now almost empty one-liter jug from his mouth, and looks at them with both confusion and embarrassment.
"What?" He says with a bit of the red juice dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"What do you mean what?" Alvin says with a raised eyebrow. "Do you know that you almost drank a whole bottle of tomato juice under less than a minute?"
Simon realized that Alvin is right. He starts chuckling to cover his embarrassment. Swiftly he hides the bottle behind his back, even though he basically is caught in the act.
"I was...thirsty?" He says to them.
"Uh...Yeaaa..." Alvin raised an eyebrow with suspicion.
"Simon, you have...some juice..." Dave tries to say while pointing his index finger to the corner of his mouth.
Quickly, Simon caught on to what Dave is trying to tell him. He raises his backhand up and wipes his mouth. Again he lets out a chuckle of embarrassment. Without thinking, Simon screws the cap back on the almost finished bottle and puts it back in the fridge.
"I better go back upstairs to finish my homework." He says before heading out of the kitchen in a hasty retreat.
Both Alvin and Dave look at each other in confusion. Was that Simon they just saw?
LATER IN THE EVENING, JUST AFTER SUNSET!
Simon starts to take off the sunglasses from his face. He realizes that he no longer needs them on, since the sun went down ten minutes ago. Simon puts the shades down on the table beside his bed. He does this for he knows he will need them in the morning again. As he turns around, he begins looking around the room with his newfound vision. Everything never looked so clear, even when he wore his big round glasses.
He stops scanning the room to look at the window. Somehow he started to get the urge to walk up to it. Simon opens the window wide and peers out into the darkness.
Without warning, Simon hops up on the window ledge. It felt as if someone or something started calling out for him.
Simon suddenly snaps back to reality. He begins to realize what he almost did. Logic takes over his mind once more.
"Jumping from a two-story window? What am I thinking?" Simon muttered to himself.
With a sigh, he hops back down from the windowsill, closes the window shut, and turns around to head back to his desk. He sits back down and focuses once again on his homework.
Just then, there is a knocking on the door. Simon nearly jumps out of his skin. He turns towards the door as it opens, and Dave pops his head in.
"Simon?" Dave begins to ask. "We are about to have desert, do you want some?"
"Ah, no thanks Dave." Simon responds.
"Are you sure? You barely ate any dinner."
"Yes Dave, I'm sure. You guys go ahead have desert without me." Simon gives a reassuring smile.
"Well, alright then... I'll save you some in the fridge just in case."
"Ok. Thanks Dave."
Dave closed the door on his way back out, and Simon returns to his homework.
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An hour and a half later, Simon lifts his head from the papers he had been working on. He suddenly felt a different type of urge for something, but he can't seem to figure out what it could be.
Simon slowly smacks his lips together. He realizes that he's hungry... No thirsty, but for what?
He gets up from his seat and heads downstairs. As Simon reaches the bottom step, he peers over to the living room. There he sees Theodore sitting on the couch with Lily, laughing at some sort of program on TV.
Knowing that isn't what he wants, Simon keeps moving towards the kitchen in a trans-like state.
Dave sits with Alvin at the kitchen table. Alvin is having trouble figuring out a math problem, and Dave is trying to help him with it.
"Come on, Alvin. I know you can figure this out..." Dave sighs in slight frustration.
"Arg, why does division have to be so hard...?" Growls Alvin.
Both Alvin and Dave stop and look up when the notice Simon walking in. The smarter member of the family begins to head for the fridge.
"Hey, Simon. You finally coming downstairs for your desert?" Dave asks with a grin.
To Dave and Alvin's surprise, Simon appeared to ignore them and stays focused on the fridge.
It wasn't that Simon didn't hear Dave, it's just his thoughts are so over- whelmed with this sudden 'thirst' craving. He reaches out to the door of the fridge and pulls it open.
What is this craving? It is now beginning to drive him nuts. Somehow he knew that this craving isn't really in the fridge, but there has to be something that he could have in order to tame this thirst for a while. That's when spotted it.
Simon pulls out a whole liter of tomato juice. He unscrews the lid and begins to guzzle the contents of fluid in the plastic container.
This action started to confuse Alvin and Dave.
"Uh, Simon?" Dave asks.
Finally Simon takes notice of Alvin and Dave sitting at the table. He pulls the now almost empty one-liter jug from his mouth, and looks at them with both confusion and embarrassment.
"What?" He says with a bit of the red juice dripping from the corner of his mouth.
"What do you mean what?" Alvin says with a raised eyebrow. "Do you know that you almost drank a whole bottle of tomato juice under less than a minute?"
Simon realized that Alvin is right. He starts chuckling to cover his embarrassment. Swiftly he hides the bottle behind his back, even though he basically is caught in the act.
"I was...thirsty?" He says to them.
"Uh...Yeaaa..." Alvin raised an eyebrow with suspicion.
"Simon, you have...some juice..." Dave tries to say while pointing his index finger to the corner of his mouth.
Quickly, Simon caught on to what Dave is trying to tell him. He raises his backhand up and wipes his mouth. Again he lets out a chuckle of embarrassment. Without thinking, Simon screws the cap back on the almost finished bottle and puts it back in the fridge.
"I better go back upstairs to finish my homework." He says before heading out of the kitchen in a hasty retreat.
Both Alvin and Dave look at each other in confusion. Was that Simon they just saw?
