Whooo-hoooo! Summer time!

(but not for Sophie…oh well! xD)

http:/ www. youtube .com/watch?v=xIaM-VxT9NY

^(without the spaces)^

Candy.

I was lying on the couch watching MTV2's countdown, I wanted some inspiration for my art. I pondered on what a 'city of wonder' would looked like, maybe a crystal metropolis…with a parade…

I saw Josh step into the kitchen with the groceries he left to buy earlier.

"Hey…" I called out with a bored tone.

"Yo…"

"Didn't hear you come in."

"What do you want me to say, 'Honey I'm Home'?"

"Gross, Josh," I flipped the channels lazily, "So, whatchya buy?"

"Um…" is he stammering? I quickly grow suspicious, "you know…stuff…"

I sat up from my lying position on the couch, "What kind of…stuff?"

He took out the milk carton and placed it on the island, he did the same with the orange juice and rice. Josh never takes out the groceries… "

Stuff stuff…what else would I get?"

I was about to list thousands of possible items(most of which were illegal)when my suspicions were proven. A small bag fell out of a hole from the plastic shopping bag. And not just any bag.

It was a bag of gummy bears.

"JOSH YOU DIRTY LITTLE SNEAK!"

I sprang out of the couch and lunged toward the plastic bag of gummy goodness.

"I BOUGHT IT WITH MY OWN MONEY! HANDS OFF!"

He swipes it up and holds it captive above his head. I tackle him to the ground.

"GIMME!"

"GET OFF!"

"GIVE IT TO ME JOSHUA!"

"NOOO!"

We roll.

"GREEDY!"

"IT'S MINE!"

"AAAAH!"

"HANDS OFF!"

"NEVER!"

"NO! NO! HANDS OFF IT TURDFACE!"

"NOOOO!"

I pin him to the ground.

"Hand it over!"

"Spit on me!"

I mustered up the beginning of a giant loogi.

"No! No! I didn't mean it!"

"Then hand it over!"

"Fifty-Fifty!"

"I get to count it!"

"No way! You'd keep it all!"

"Like I'm gonna let you split them!"

"You'd be lucky if I let you keep five!"

"Wrong answer buddy!"

Again with the loogi.

"NO! NO! SOPHIEEEEEEE! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

Josh started squirming and wailing like a little girl, if it weren't for the urgency of the gummies I'd have laughed.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-uh?"

I looked up to see what had caught Josh's attention. Krone had once again found us in an embarrassing circumstance. Then again…

I found my opportunity.

Using the distraction I took the time to swipe the bag from Josh's hands and jump off him.

"HEY!"

I ran toward Krone before Josh had enough time to grab my ankles and taking Krone in hand I jolted off into the sanctuary that is the garage.

I fell to my usual spot on the garage giggling like a madwoman.

And when I saw Krone's confused face I only laughed harder.

"What are you…?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" I held my sides and tried to stop myself, "just ignore me!"

Whatever it was Krone wanted to do in the kitchen he obviously gave it up in favor of going back to work on his ship.

I took out the bag and opened it.

"What's that?"

"Gummy bears," I said munching on a red one(my favorite).

He tilted his head.

Given his race's tendency to only eat meat it didn't surprise me that he didn't know. He might not even like it, but then again, why not be hospitable?

I took out yet another red one and held it up.

"Try it."

He looked skeptically at me, I waved the bear.

"Were you not just fighting your brother over it?"

"Ah," I waved my other hand dismissively, "that's Josh, I don't mind sharing with you."

Again with the head tilt.

"You're different," I smiled, "C'mon, try it! My arm hurts…"

He walked up to me and stared at the red gummy. Sweet Jesus, it's only a gummy bear, it's not like it's poisoned! He finally takes it and eats it.

His face was to die for!

I was on the verge of laughing my ass off again but I stopped myself.

"I knew you wouldn't like it!"

"Then why did you give it to me?" he growled.

I started laughing again.

I laid down on my back and ate the rest of the gummies in peace, savoring every bit of flavorful love. Don't start thinking I was being mean for at least not saving some for Josh, just to prove I was the better person.

When I was seven he and his friends tied me to the swings, Josh took the gummy bears(all of them red, mind you)that Mom had saved for me that day for being such a good girl and helping around the house. Josh, being the jerk he was, ate them all in my face. Every single one. He even laughed at my tears.

I've never had a chance to properly exact revenge on him for that.

That is, until now.

000

I didn't have my art pad with me and Josh would probably try to hurt me if I went out, so I decided to start a conversation.

"Hey, Krone?"

"What?" he sounded annoyed.

"Yeah…um…sorry for the gummy bear thing," I thought I should apologize first, "I really did just want to share with you…"

He looked up from the wing he was working on.

"You're forgiven."

I smiled, super happy it was that easy, "If it means anything, I like the red ones best."

He looked up again.

"Really?"

"Yep."

A couple of seconds passed before he nodded.

I sat up from my laying position, "So, Krone, what do Yautja do for fun?"

"Fun?"

"Yeah, fun."

He shook his head slightly, "I don't…understand the question…"

"You know! Fun," don't Yautja have fun? I thought of something in a preschool level, "Like games, playing tag and stuff…"

"Tag?"

"It's when you run around like crazy and try to touch a person to make him it and then he goes around and tries to make someone else it."

"...How do you win?"

"I dunno, I guess if everyone else is to exhausted to keep playing and you're not it that sorta makes you a winner…"

"And you 'play' this…?"

"Well I don't play it now, but I did when I was what, like, four, five…"

"When you were still a young pup…"

"Yeah," I asked my pervious question, "So, what do Yautja do for fun?"

"We…" he looked distracted with the wing, "I suppose I liked to wrestle when I was young…"

It's not like your old. Wrestle?

"I probably should've figured…" this went absolutely no where…

"And what is it you do for fun?"

"Me?" Me?

"Yes, you," he gave up on the wing and moved elsewhere, "I am allowed to ask you questions, am I not?"

"Uh, yeah, of course you can!" I tapped my chin thoughtfully, "Let's see…I mess around with my computer…I watch TV…oh, and I also draw for fun."

"I see."

"It's a lot less tiring than wrestling."

"Or maybe you're just lazy?" he clicked, catching on to my joke.

I giggled. "Am not!"

"You told me once that you didn't like exercise…"

"Aaaaw! You remembered!"

He chuckled.

"Sophie?"

"Yep?" I can't remember if I've ever felt as happy when anyone else said my name…weird…

"Why did you give me the red one if it was you're favorite?"

I shrugged, "I like you."

There was a short silence

"…So do I."

I smile.

000

Anyone seen those commercials for "Kids Bop"(the most useless CD in existence, THAT is what our tax money is wasted on, people, THAT)?

There's this annoying little girl…that's all like "DISTURBIA!…"and she's white. I think that's why I hate that song…most of it is okay enough for me. Especially the "city of wonder" bit, but when I here the "DISTURBIA!" I think about that annoying little girl…

Why? Music is music, why do little kids have to sing it? It doesn't make it more "child appropriate" errrrg….

(I thought we were done with the musical ranting…)

ANYWAYS!

Review and you get a gummy bear! (unless you don't like gummy bears…I'm open to other candies to! Godvia? anyone?)