Ola!! Merry (Belated) Christmas!! I own nothing, except my imagination.......

Shane's POV

It's morning. Today feels fresh. It feels new, like something bad's left us.

Oh yeah, Tess' left us.

I got out of my bed, freshned up, and went to the kitchen. To my surprise, Nate's there.

"Hey buddy," I say, pouring contents in the coffee maker.

"Hey," he replies, not looking up.

"You okay?"

"I didn't sleep well last night,"

"I can tell," I said, gesturing towards his eyes. I take the coffee cup in my hands and pour fresh hot coffee in it. I take a sip, and sit right in front of Nate.

"You don't understand, Shane. I feel so used. And I don't like the foreign stuff inside me. I just wanna get it out. I feel so........dirty,"

"I understand,"

"No you don't. I am impure now!,"

"Calm down Nate. You're just being paranoid,"

"I don't like being paranoid," said Nate, tears filling up his eyes.

Oboy.

3 Hours later

"Breakfast's ready!," called Mitchie, carefully balancing 3 plates in her hands.

"Oh Yeah," said Jason, patting his stomach.

Nate's currently sitting on my lap. He refuses to let go of me. He just keeps on clutching my shirt and flinches each time he thinks someone's behind him.

Me? I'm feeding him.

"Here comes the spoonfull of cereal! Or shoud I say, Cap'n Cereal?" I say, with a spoon in my hand, "Here he comes. Oh No! Cap'n Cereal has spotted Natezilla and is firing at him.

Natezilla is unaffected. Oh No! Natezilla has opened his mouth, no.......Cap'n's done for. Natezilla has finally taken him in his mouth. And is chewing him slowly. This is the 7th pilot we have lost today, ladies and gentlemen. Looks like Natezilla will not give up until each and every pilot is washed out!,"

Nate turns his head away at the next Cap'n.........I mean......next serving of cereal.

"No more cereal, baby?" I ask. He shakes his head.

"Would you like to go for Cap'n Bacon then?" asked Jason, offering a piece of Bacon stuck to the fork. Nate shakes his head again.

"Take a shower, okay?" I said. Nate softly gets off me and goes into the shower.

Mitchie finally joins us at the table. I sigh.

"What?" she asks, "Is my presence that bad?"

"No not you," I said, "Nate,"

"He's so cute!," exclaims Mitchie. I hate it when girls do this. Suddenly they get all girly and call cute names to irritatingly cute things. And Nate in my lap clutching my shirt neck being

called cute is the last thing I need.

"Oh come on Shane," said Jason, forgetting Mitchie is sitting right across him, "You guys look so cute together. Really. If you were a gay, I would totally love to see you dump Mithchie for Nate. I mean, who needs girls? Being gay Rocks! Girls get so irritating when they become girly! Seriously. You should become a gay and dump Mitchie - NOW!,"

15 Minutes Later

Right now, Mitchie is in the shower, and Nate is back on my lap. He's watching a passed out Jason on the floor with great interest.

"He said bad stuff involving you, Mitchie and me while Mitchie was at the table," I said, answering his worried look.

"What stuff?"

"Well, stuff like me dumping Mitchie for you, and both of us being gay and stuff,"

"Jason's an idiot,"

Right.

"But I would love to be a gay with you, Shane!,"

Right..................

..............Wait, What?????????

So, I'm done, for now. Have a great New Year, and hope you enjoyed your Christmas!!

The dorky girl who knows nothing, a.k.a. EnchantixTracy