Chapter 17 ~ GEMENDO
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Disclaimer: I do not own Pokémon.
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April's eyes slowly fluttered open. She stifled a yawn before checking her phone that read 6:15 a.m. Ah yes, the make of an early riser. She turned to come face to face with a sleeping May. She silently wondered how May ended up wearing one of her brother's shirts but she didn't voice her opinions, or questions for that matter. She dragged herself out of bed was about to take a shower when her phone started ringing with a childish voice calling out "Ciaossu!" Yes, it was the voice of the chibi hitman from the anime Katekyo Hitman Reborn!*
"Hello?"
"April, morning."
"Ah, Soledad, good morning. Why the early call?" asked the teen curiously.
"It's raining right?"
April responded with a "yeah…" as she heard the raindrops pelting her window.
"Well, it seems as though there's going to be a storm later on so school's been cancelled."
"Okay. Thanks for the heads up."
"No problem. Bye."
"Bye."
April shrugged before returning to the bathroom and washing her face. As she went to reach for a towel, her phone rang again. This time, she took the time to grab a yellow blouse from her closet, white shorts, and a green sweater, placing it beside her friend who was sound asleep. She decided to ask later before answering her phone.
"Jun, what do you want this early?" she asked, a little surprised at her friend's sudden call.
"Please do me a favor. Draw the drapes and look down."
April raised an eyebrow at the strange request but she did so anyway, drawing the drapes to reveal the darkened sky, rain pounding mercilessly on the glass. She looked down and stifled a gasp before throwing the phone on her bed and rushing to the front door. She grabbed an umbrella before opening it. She started to run in the pouring rain in nothing more than her pajamas, the umbrella barely keeping her dry. She was headed towards the garden before she met with a certain blond-haired teenager, drenched from head to toe.
"Jun, what were you doing under my bedroom window looking like a wet dog?" she demanded. Jun grimaced.
"Actually, I knew you'd be up by now and I needed help with my history homework so I decided to come by… The rain got to me though…" he explained apologetically.
"Well clearly, come in!" she ushered, taking his bag from him and rushing to the porch, nearly slipping on the way. He followed suit. She led him all the way to the second floor, opting to let him stay in the parlor rather than her room. She rushed to her room, grabbing a towel before giving it to Jun. She then walked to the laundry room briskly before grabbing a random shirt and a pair of sweatpants from Drew's pile of clothes that have yet to be put in his closet.
She tossed the clothes to Jun before leading him to the bathroom located at the end of the hallway. When Jun locked the door, April shivered due to the cold. She made her way to her room before stepping into her bathroom and locking it, then taking a quick, warm shower. She then changed into a purple shirt, light brown shorts, and a grey and black zip-up sweater. She slipped on her slippers before heading to the parlor which Jun had found on his own.
Jun's bag was a bit damp and it leaned on one of the couches. He was sitting on one of the arm-chairs, drying his hair.
"I guess I'm stranded here until the rain lets up huh?" he asked.
"You think? I'm certainly not going to allow you outside in this weather." she scolded. He rolled his eyes.
"Mother hen much."
She huffed, annoyed. Then she suddenly remembered something.
"Wait here a moment." she said before going back to her room. She lightly shook May awake.
"May, wake up…" she whispered.
"Ngh… five more minutes…" she groaned. April thought of something. She grinned as she leaned in to whisper something in May's ear.
"May! Don't look now but Drew's in the room. Shirtless."
She laughed as May bolted upright, her face crimson.
"A-April! Not funny!" she exclaimed, abashed.
April continued laughing as she grabbed her phone.
"Dudette, I've got so many things I wanna ask you right now but first, get changed. Jun's here and he might ask why the heck you're wearing my brother's shirt and personally, I don't know how to answer."
"Jun's here?" asked May. Then she blushed remembering the incident with the milk and the shirt.
"Yeah. Oh, by the way, school's cancelled." April added.
"What? Why?" May asked, but it was too late. April had already left. She sighed before shivering. Grabbing the clothes her friend had left for her, she took a shower.
In the other room, April had texted Drew that school was cancelled. It saved her the effort of climbing the stairs.
"'Kay, so where's this history homework you wanted me to help you with?" she asked as she entered the parlor.
"Ummm….here!" he said, producing a piece of paper from his bag. She raised an eyebrow at it.
"Aren't the answers in the book?" she asked.
"I forgot my book at school…" he answered sheepishly.
"Couldn't you have answered this at school then?" she asked again. He laughed nervously.
"Well…yeah, but –" he started but she cut him off.
"Oh just save it. I'll lend you my book later." she said. He grinned.
"Great!" he exclaimed. She rolled her eyes before motioning for him to lower his voice. It was a little too late though for at that moment, Drew entered the parlor.
"I wondered what the noise was about. It was only Knightly. What are you doing here?" Drew asked.
"It's raining outside." Jun answered simply.
"Let me rephrase my question. What are you doing inside our home wearing my clothes?" Drew asked again.
"Well, I came here to ask April for help with my history homework when it started to rain heavily outside." he answered. Drew just flipped his hair before taking a seat.
"So school's cancelled. What now?" Drew asked. April shrugged. They sat there in silence before May came in looking lost. Her expression turned to one of relief, seeing that she had found her friends but then she blushed when her eyes fell upon Drew. They all exchanged pleasantries before May's stomach growled a little loudly.
"There's your answer." Jun stated, chuckling.
"Breakfast it is then!" April cheered. The four of them headed for the kitchen.
"So what do we do?" Drew asked, staring at the kitchen appliances as if they were alien technology. April and May shared a look.
"Seriously, what do we do?" Jun asked.
"Boys." the girls muttered in exasperation.
"Don't you have people do these things for you?" Jun complained. April shook her head as she took on the role of a mother explaining things patiently to a child.
"Jun, do you see anyone else in the kitchen?" she asked.
"Well no but – " he replied but she cut him off.
"And is it polite to disturb people at this ungodly hour?"
"No but – "
"And it may be their job to provide us with food every morning but pity the ones who lack the culinary skills to make a decent meal."
"Translation: If no one's here, do it yourself. You might learn something." May commented, suppressing a laugh. Both boys groaned but Drew did so inwardly to avoid tarnishing his reputation.
"So you two handle the eggs and bacon and we'll handle the juice and pop tarts." May chirped.
"What? But you juice comes in cartons and pop... what?" asked Jun, obviously confused. May looked at him with a look that specifically said: 'Why are you asking such a thing?'
"Jun Jun Jun. Everyone knows that juice is best freshly squeezed! And pop tarts! Why, popping tarts is an art!" May explained dramatically. April nodded.
"I still don't get it." Jun murmured, shaking his head. Drew snickered as a skillet flew through the air. Jun ducked and it missed him by a hair.
"Get cracking." May ordered. Nobody was going to keep her away from her precious, precious breakfast.
"Tasteful joke Maple." Drew commented. He was ignored however.
"Knightly, I'm pretty sure you have to take the shell off the egg before placing it in the skillet." Drew interjected, staring at Jun blankly.
"And I don't think you're supposed to cook bacon in the microwave." Jun shot back.
April had placed the pop tarts in the toaster a little while ago and she was currently passing May orange slices. She took a glance at the guys. At the moment, she was more concerned about the possibility of an inedible breakfast, more so than the kitchen's welfare. What? A girl can't function on an empty stomach.
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Meaning behind the chapter title:
Gemendo - groaningly
~ This pertains to how the boys deal with breakfast and such.
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*My latest anime addiction and by far my favorite! You should check it out some time :)
I barely made it! I apologize for the really late update but I'm preparing myself for college life and it is time consuming… I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Reviews are much appreciated!