Things Change
Francesca: The Journey Begins
I was only half asleep on the floor next to Bambi's new crib, I may now have a bed but over years of sleeping on the floor in Lilas's room one grows accustomed to the feel of the hard rug covered earth beneath their head as they sleep. That's when the knocking started… again. It was the same agitated knocking pattern of the one the only the extremely annoying Gervais. I pull on the night coat Lilas gave me for my last birthday, it is a soft aqua colored silk, no need to be seen in my ratty tee-shirt and boxer shorts with dogs on them. As I tiptoe to the door I mutter under my breath, "Odio questo stupido asino… waking me up in the middle of the night…" But when I open the door I plaster on my best fake smile, "What?"
"We must talk about Lilas, Now."
I go of in rapid-fire Italian, just to confuse him, "Oh no non ti alzare la voce in mio casa uomo giovane, Io ti ammazzo sul posto quando ti svegli il mio povero piccolo Bambi, non importa cosa Lilas fa a me dopo i Giochi. Se sto sveglio tutta la notte cercando di convincerla a dormire il mio umore è orribile e non si vuole vedere quando sono in uno stato d'animo!"
He gives me a confused and partially annoyed look, "What?"
"Oh I just threatened to kill you if you wake up Bambi, 'cause I do not feel like dealing with a crying baby at the moment thank you very much." I said as I pushed him out onto the porch. "now what do you want?"
"We have to go stop these games so I can get my Lilas back."
"I know that but Bambi…"
He cut me off, "WHO CARES ABOUT SOME SILLY CHILD! THIS IS MY LILAS!"
"I care a hell of a lot about that silly child whom you just woke up, let's go but I make no promises of not killing you on the way to were ever we are going."
I ran to get the wailing and soaking wet diapered Bambi and packed a bag full of her things and a few of mine. Then I smelled that horrible smell that happens every so often, so I handed her to Gervais. He gave me a skeptical look, "You wake her, you change her." He laid her down on the floor and prepared himself to change her. "Plus you'll need the practice if you want to marry Lilas, you do know she want's kids right?"
He scoffed at me and I made a get-on-with-it motion at my Bambi. He opened her diaper and I saw his eyes roll back in his head right before he fell backwards. I laughed; take that for calling her a 'silly child'. I finished changing her and just for fun drew a mustache on his face before waking him up by pouring a glass of water on his head, ha.