Lionblaze has a Shadow
Part 11 : Lionblaze and the Pickles
"I am sick and tired of you smoking in the house," Hawkfrost smacked the cigarette out of Lionblazes mouth, causing it to ash all over the carpet.
"I'm in my room," Lionblaze retorted. "You said it would be fine if I smoked in here."
This was the third time Hawkfrost had freaked out about it today.
"Well I can still smell it from the kitchen," Hawkfrost huffed.
"Then close the freaking door."
"Why don't you act more like your sister?" Hawkfrost said. "She has the decency to smoke outside."
Lionblaze knew for a fact that was a lie. He had walked in on Hollyleaf smoking so many times he lost count.
"Don't do it anymore," Hawkfrost stalked out of the room. Lionblaze sat there for a minute and purposely let the smoke burn into the carpet some more. Then he laughed as he heard Hawkfrost giving the same rant to Hollyleaf. A few minutes later, she stalked into his room.
"Hawkfrost is being retarded," she said. "He's not making any freaking sense, I mean for gods sake he smokes in the house too."
Lionblaze snorted. "What an idiot."
"I know. But anyways, what are we doing tonight? It's almost 6 and we still don't have any plans," Hollyleaf said.
"You could make dinner for a change."
"I did last night, remember?"
"You microwaved a can of soup."
"I made toast too."
"And it burned and nearly set the toaster on fire."
"Okay, I am so done arguing this," Hollyleaf snapped. "Do you want to go to Catianas?"
Lionblaze thought about it for a minute. "Only if we don't bring Hawkfrost. I don't care if Mothwing comes," he said in conclusion.
"Okay awesome. Let's go right now, I'm starving," Hollyleaf pulled her keys out of her pocket."I'll go start the car," she said before she left the room. Lionblaze looked around his room and picked up a sweater. Pulling it on, he walked out of his room and into the living room to find his shoes. Hawkfrost was sitting there, flipping through a magazine. As he was pulling on his shoes, Hawkfrost spoke.
"Where are you going?" he asked.
"Me and Hollyleaf are going to Catianas," Lionblaze replied.
"Oh," Hawkfrost said sniffily. "And I suppose my invitation got lost in the mail?"
"Um, did you want to come?" Lionblaze said awkwardly.
"No," Hawkfrost snapped.
Then what the hell are you complaining about? Lionblaze thought irritably as he walked outside. He pulled on his sweater, noticing it was uncomfortably tight. Looking down, he realized it was Hollyleafs sweater. He snapped his head, looking to see if he could make a run for it back to the apartment without Hollyleaf noticing. She was laughing, and Lionblaze groaned inwardly and trudged forward towards the car.
"I like your sweater," Hollyleaf giggled as he opened the door to the car. "It looks like something I would wear."
"Oh be quiet," Lionblaze mumbled. "I didn't realize who's it was."
"Obviously."
"I want the salsbury steak," Lionblaze decided. Hollyleaf snorted.
"Okay. And I suppose your gonna pull the 35$ out of your ass to pay for it?"
Lionblazes face fell. "But I really wanted steak," he said.
"Get a hamburger."
"I don't want a hamburger!" Lionblaze whined. "All I ever eat is hamburgers, hamburgers, hamburgers!"
Hollyleaf laughed. "You are such an overreacter, Lionblaze."
"Why? Because I'm tired of my diet only consisting of goddamn hamburgers?" Lionblaze shut his menu aggressively just as the waiter shower up.
"What can I get for you this evening?" he asked.
"I'll have the chicken club sandwich," Hollyleaf ordered.
"And for you?" the waiter looked over at Lionblaze.
"I'll have a hamburger."
"What the hell Lionblaze!" Hollyleaf glared at him. "You were just complaining you didn't want one!"
"I changed my mind," Lionblaze mumbled.
"Jeez," Hollyleaf shook her head and passed the waiter the menus back. They sat there in silence for a few minutes, Lionblaze avoiding his sisters irritated expression. Then when she looked up, her face changed.
"What?" Lionblaze said.
"Jayfeathers over there," Hollyleaf whispered. "With Cloudtail."
"Why are you whispering?" Lionblaze said twice as loud as necessary.
"Sh!" Hollyleaf hissed. "If he sees us he'll probably get embarrassed and want to leave," Hollyleaf sunk low in her seat. "Let's just be real quiet. He probably won't notice us anyway." Lionblaze accidently dropped his fork on the floor, making a loud clanging noise. Hollyleaf glared at him.
"Stop that," she said.
"It was an accident!" Lionblaze whined. He snuck a look over at Jayfeathers table. They hadn't noticed, by the looks of it.
"Pass me one of your bread sticks," Lionblaze said.
"Why?" Hollyleaf said. "You ate all yours and you're not having mine."
"I want to throw something at Jayfeather. I wish we had some meatballs or something."
"Even if we had some meatballs you wouldn't throw them! For gods sake Lionblaze, behave yourself." Hollyleaf snapped. Lionblaze sat dejectedly for a moment, then he smiled again.
"Guess how much iced tea I can consume in one swallow," he said, making Hollyleaf roll her eyes. Lionblaze took such a big chug of his iced tea it looked like it was going to start coming out his nose.
Hollyleaf giggled. "Okay it's kind of funny." Lionblaze started attempting to swallow it, and then a look of panic crossed over his face.
"What? Just swallow it!" Hollyleaf said. Lionblaze gave a few more frantic hand motions before spitting it all back in the glass.
"What the hell, Lionblaze."
"I don't know what happened," Lionblaze sighed. "But it wouldn't go down." Hollyleaf started to say something, but then stopped when she noticed the waiter walking up with their food.
"Can I get you anything else this evening?" he asked.
"Bring me a chilled beverage, and bury my wife if you could," Lionblaze said in a fake British accent. Hollyleaf snorted. The waiter just glared at him.
"I'm kidding. I'd like some more iced tea," Lionblaze held up his cup.
"You still have an entire cup," the waiter pointed out.
"I know that. But half of its already been in my mouth."
The waiter picked up the cup disgustedly and walked away. Hollyleaf sat enjoying her sandwich, until she looked over at Lionblaze, who had spread the contents of his hamburger across his plate.
"By the way, you eat it all together in the form of a sandwich," Hollyleaf said flatly.
"I know that," Lionblaze said. "I was just taking out the pickles because I don't like them." Lionblaze put his hamburger back together again, and took a bite.
"It's really good," he said through a mouthful of food. Lionblaze ate in silence for a few minutes, then picked up a pickle.
"Don't even think about it," Hollyleaf said, knowing that Lionblaze wanted to throw it.
Lionblaze whipped it behind his shoulder.
"WHAT DID I JUST SAY?" Hollyleaf yelled, forgetting that she was supposed to be quiet.
"I'm sorry," Lionblaze laughed. "I won't do it anymore, I swear."
Hollyleaf was distracted by the stomping footsteps that seemed to be getting louder. She looked up and noticed someone angrily making their way over to their table.
"Excuse me," he growled. "Is this your pickle?"
Lionblaze examined it closely. "It was. You can have it though," he said. The person glared at him.
"It really pisses me off," he started yelling. "When a pickle flies through the roof and lands in my root beer!"
Hollyleaf snuck a glance over to Jayfeathers table to see if he noticed. He did, his face was red and he was deliberately facing the other direction.
"I didn't mean for it to land in your direction," Lionblaze said meekly. The man threw the pickle into Lionblazes iced tea and walked away.
"That was a brand new glass," Lionblaze said angrily. Hollyleaf had a sinking feeling she knew what he was going to do. Lionblaze picked up his drink and Hollyleaf knew she couldn't stop him. He pitched it over his shoulder like he had done with the pickle, a beautiful rainbow of iced tea flying behind him.
"Meet you at the car," Hollyleaf mouthed the words and bolted out of her seat to the door, Lionblaze close behind.