Chapter 4 A Whole Lot of Smiling
Evan came back from the sleepover with Gill, as he promised. He, just like any other kid, started to talk about the sleepover. What he wasn't allowed to say was that Gill was his father. He had to say that he was there to pick him up since Angela couldn't. This angered him, definitely, but he decided not to show it. Once back at Gill's house, he went to his room and started to read one of the books that was already in the room, mainly the one about Waffle Island.
"EVAN!" he heard his father shout again, and like before, he cringed at the volume. I have to get use to it, he thought.
"Yes?" he said as he walked down stairs to find Matt and Heath with their corresponding parents.
"Matt and Heath want you to play with them over near Brownie Ranch, you want to go?" Gill said, in an emotionless face.
"…….I wouldn't miss it for the world!" Evan said, smiling. He just ran out of the house.
When Gill saw Evan leave, he sat down for a nice cup of tea, reading a book. He had taken a day off from work for two reasons. One, even though his father was on the Sunshine Islands, he still told Gill to take day offs and two, because of Evan's sleepover party. A while later, he heard a knock on his door. Immediately he panicked since he thought it was about Evan getting hurt or something. He opened the door cautiously to find Angela there with a basket.
"Hello, Gill!" she shouted with a smile on her face.
"Hello, Angela. What can I do for you today?" he said, also smiling.
"Where is my son?" she asked, gesturing at the basket.
"He's gone to play with his friends."
"Who?"
"Matt and Heath."
"Right, well since he ain't here, you can have it." Gill accepted it and opened it. He saw Tomato Risotto, Tomato Juice, Tomato Omelet and a bowl of Tomato Soup.
"Do you want to come in?" Gill asked, confused about what he had to do or what he currently did.
"Yeah, why not." She shrugged. She walked in and sat down on the couch. Gill followed after her, placing the basket on the coffee table. She knew this house as if the map of the place was placed on the back of her hand. They sat in some sort of awkward silence until she broke it, talking about something Gill didn't want to talk about or remotely think about.
"What are we going to do?" she asked, in some sort of deep thought.
"About what?" He asked, trying to look like he didn't know.
"Evan, your thick-headed mayor." He was surprised that she bought it, even though she wouldn't usually.
"Well……I don't really know." He said, feigning hurt from her insult.
"I was thinking something –" She said, in some sort of imaginary deep thought.
"What?" Gill said, immediately cutting her off.
"…I don't know if it's going to work…" she said, nervously. Gill sat there in silence while listening to her mumbling to herself, however only catching a few words only. When she was talking he started to eat the food in the basket. While he was eating, he thought. He had all these ideas in his head, only one hitting the mark, ticking all positive answers. While she was pondering abut what she was going to do, he left, to go see if his plan could work.
Angela, who didn't notice Gill leave thought too hard. Soon, she was on the couch, lying down, sleeping. When he came back, she was sleeping soundly. He couldn't do much, so he scooped her from the couch and went upstairs to place her on his bed. Once he placed her safely in his bed, he went to his desk and started to write in his diary. Afterwards he just started to do some paperwork.
Evan, who had played at Brownie Ranch had just come back from Gill's place. When he went inside, it was quiet, way to quiet, so he went up to his room. On his way there, he heard sounds, scribbling noises coming from his father's room. He walked there and knocked. Gill had answered it and smiled instantly.
"Well, I guess you're hungry?" Gill said.
"Yup. You got any Tomato Soup?" Evan asked, pretty desperately.
"No, but I've got some of that Tomato Juice that I left over for you in the fridge." Just as Evan was about to leave, he saw a glimpse of a green shirt on his bed.
"Hey, dad? Why is mum on your bed?" he asked, his curiosity rising sky high. Gill blushed.
"She came over earlier, then fell asleep." He said, trying not to laugh or stutter. At that moment, the goddess killed him, mentally. She just had to wake up.
"Hello, Ev, what did you do today?" she asked smiling.
"I went to Brownie Ranch with Matt and Heath. We helped look after the animals and played hide and seek around the place." He said, all in one go, without breathing inbetween his words. Gil sighed, she didn't hear what happened before. It was then that Angela noticed where she was.
"Gill? What am I doing in your room? I thought I fell asleep on the couch downstairs." She said, shaking her head in bewilderment.
"I moved you here, seeing as the couch didn't look comfortable for you." He said, smiling, so he could look at Evan.
"You know, son, you can go back to your room." He said, still smiling.
"Ok, dad. Where's the bathroom?" he asked, just before he left the room.
"Next door to your room." He said, laughing. His son was smart, but not smart enough to explore the house.
"Well, I'm out of here, bye Gill, by Ev!" she shouted as she left, still grinning like mad. Gill and Evan both cringed, at the same time, but for different reasons. Gill cringed because of the volume of her voice, Evan cringed because of the ridiculous name. Evan had already changed and walked off to bed, while Gill, who was practically turning nocturnal, had went to take a cold, cold shower.
A/N: I finally put the cold shower thing in there =P I've been wanting to write it for a while, since I'm at home writing this, right under the air con. For goodness sake, it's 40 degrees Celcius here in Australia, I've been trying to persuade my parents if it's possible to sleep under the air con, while it's on all day..........