The kids' movie
Squee looked at the other kids. The boy Michael had his father's features, but his eyes and hair color looked like his mothers. The same soft brown hair and light blue eyes. His skin was incredibly dark. Sarah looked like her mother, but had black hair that went to her shoulders. Her eyes were a startling pink. Squee asked, "Why are your eyes pink?"
She looked at him. She looked down and played with the die in her. "Papa's sister has pink eyes."
Squee remembered the pretty lady with pink hair and eyes. Pepito snapped his fingers. "Let's put in the movie." He put the DVD in and pressed play. Squee looked at the screen and watched in horror as he saw a single orange kitten in a box. HE whimpered and pulled Shmee close.
It's okay Squee. It wont hurt you. Remember, Johnny chose the movie.
Squee nodded and looked up at the boy Michael. He was staring at Squee. "Did your toy just talk?"
Shit! I didn't think Silver's kids could hear me! Gah! Why am I still talking! I'll shut up now.
Sarah giggled and tossed her die. "Ooh! I got three!" She moved her piece and handed her brother the die.
The door opened and Eclipse came in, holding a giant bowl of popcorn. She put in front of them with a, "Share" and went downstairs. Pepito reached out and grabbed some, He handed some to Squee.
"Ya know Amigo; I'm distantly related to Eclipse. Very distant. Papa is related to the Dragon God. Do you know who that is? Well, those two know, but do you?"
Squee shook his head. A brown and white dog was singing on the TV.
"One
minute I'm in Central Park
Then I'm down on Delancey Street
From
the Bow'ry to St Marks
There's a syncopated beat
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
I'm streetwise
I can
improvise
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo
I'm street-smart
I've
got New York City heart
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
I may not have a
dime
But I got street savoire faire
Why should I worry?
Why
should I care?
It's just bebopulation
And I got street saviore
faire
The rhythm of the city
But once you get it down
Then you can
own this town
You can wear the crown
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
I may not have a
dime
But I got street saviore faire
Why should I worry?
Why
should I care?
It's just bebopulation
And I got street saviore
faire
Ev'rything goes
Ev'rything fits
They love me at the
Chelsea
They adore me at the Ritz
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
And even when I cross
that line
I got street savoire faire
Whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo, whoo"
Pepito laughed. "He reminds me of Eclipse when I went to go visit all the time! When she'd take me out to the Marketplace, She'd do exactly what he did, jumping on Cars and stuff."
Sarah smiled and Michael sighed. "Papi says Eclipse is to dangerous and that one day, she'll get hurt and make his mama cry. He said when he was a kid like us, he and His older sister, Eva would climb trees and get hurt. His mama would cry because they were hurt."
"My daddy would most likely destroy what hurt me." Squee covered his mouth and Sarah laughed.
"So would my Papi! I got a splinter from a tree and he got a chainsaw out of nowhere but Mama took it away."
"Nny has no one to stop him."
At the moment in the movie, the little kitten slashed the scary dog on the nose.
The children chattered, unaware of the things downstairs. That is, until they heard a man's yell and a shriek.
Squee jumped up. "That's Nny!"
Pepito snarled as he stood. "And it was Eclipse too!" Fire burst from his palms. "Who hurt my Soeur?" He rushed out the room, Squee and the other children after him.
