I have no words to weave in detail how much I really dislike this that I'm posting this fic. I think I might figure out the issues with the formatting, if you actually think this is a good fic and if I've really fixed the
issue with the formatting think I should go back and fit the other two chapter so that they're easier to read please review saying so. I also want to apologize for the mess up last chapter were instead of Debitto I
put David, sorry about that. If I go back and fix the last two chapter's I'll make sure to change that.
Chapter 3 – It's Probably Just Hormones
Sunlight passed though the transparent curtains, waking Jasdero. He had again slept past noon, knowing that for some reason he had to be downstairs. For what, he wasn't sure.
"Yo Dero, are you ready?" Debitto called him.
"Devit?" Muttered Jasdero.
"I told you I was going to take you out in the backyard,"Debitto rasped. Excitement waved though Jasdero's body. Jasdero searched his closet for winter apparel resembling the same kind of joyful glee a child
would express after a virgin snowfall. "Hey, just meet me out there when you're ready." Debitto's footsteps teased him as Jasdero looked for his scarf.
After clothing himself in proper attire, Jasdero strolled down the steps but only to be met by Penelope's glare.
"What are you doing down here?"Peneople blared. A chill strung itself throughout Jasdero's body, he knew better than to respond to the fiery auburn woman sitting next to the kitchen table at his side. Continuing
on his merry way to the sunroom door adjacent to where he stood, Penelope again tried to deter him. "Where do you think you're going?" retorted Penelope. Another cold comment. Jasdero knew he couldn't blow
her off a second time.
"I'm going to play with Devi…" chimed Jasdero.
"Where? Outside?" Penelope snapped.
"Yeah…" Responded Jasdero.
"I better not catch you talking to any of the neighbors, you got me?"barked Penelope. Jasdero questioned how Penelope knew about the incident from yesterday. Penelope continued, "Especially the Walker's little
girl, you scared the living hell out of her and her parents." He shot Penelope a scowl, knowing the complete consequences that might occur if it upset his future sister-in-law. "You think you've seen me angry…."
Penelope threated. Debitto entered the room.
"You two playing nice?" Debitto retorted. Penelope grinned.
"Yes dear,"Penelope expressed. Jasdero stood in place, scared to perform any action.
"You gonna help me decorate the front?"Debitto questioned. Jasdero lit up.
"You're taking him in the front yard?" Penelope asked in shock.
"Well, if we put up the lights in the back, no one would see them,"Debitto explained, "Come on Jasdero!"
"Devit!" Penelope called him as she gestured for Debitto to move closer to her so she could whisper her concerns.
"What?" Asked Debitto
"Are you sure it would be a good idea to be taking him out in the front?" whispered Penelope.
"Yeah why?"
"I was talking to Mrs. Walker yesterday and she said that Jasdero was talking with her daughter over the fence," Penelope informed.
"And…?"
"He really scared her and I would really love it if you could maybe just put the lights up… without him." Jasdero overheard Penelope's sinister persuasion. "What if he runs off or hurts someone?"
"Look Ellie, I know you're concerned about him but I promise that he isn't going to run off or hurt someone when I'm around. God, you make it sound like he's some sort of puppy, "protested Debitto.
"Pfft more like one with rabies…"Jeered Penelope.
"Will you stop it with him? How would you like it if you had a mental illness and all I did was call you names! "Argued Debitto.
"Fine, I'm sorry, "remarked Penelope. Debitto pecked Penelope's lips with his.
"I promise he'll be fine with me. There's nothing you need to worry about," Debitto promised.
The sunlight from the front yard burned Jasdero's eyes as it bounced off the bleach snow. He scanned his surroundings, taking note of how different it was compared to his room's window view. Debitto
had already dragged out the Christmas lights and a ladder. After getting set up, Debitto called for his twin. "Okay I need you to hold this so I can hang these lights, do you understand?" Jasdero nodded. Firmly
Jasdero placed his digits upon the metal sides.
"Is this good? "Inquired Jasdero.
"Perfect." Debitto praised, then began to climb the steel ladder.
The lights dangled from across the front side of the house like a crib's mobile during the late evening hours. It had taken Debitto most of the day, but after seeing the bright beaming snowflake-shaped
lights, he was pleased that he had invested the time and effort in putting them up. He was also glad that he had brought Jasdero outside to help him.
"Pretty…" Jasdero muttered, catching his brother's attention.
"Took us long enough!" Debitto responded, "But I guess it was worth the trouble…wanna go back?" Debitto was then cut off by a snowball hitting the side of his face. After wiping the cemented snowflakes off his
cheek, Debitto was greeted by Jasdero's grin. "Ohh you think that's funny!" Debitto retorted, scooping up a collection of white slush and launching it at his brother.
The twins began what seemed like a nearly full blown war. Jasdero took the left side of the front yard and Debitto took the right, the middle ground was marked by a large pole from the porch that stuck of
the earth. It seemed almost non-humanly possible for the amount of snowballs that were flying through the air. Numb limbs didn't stop either of the twins nor did Penelope when she strolled into the middle of
Debitto territory, wondering what the two there doing.
"What's going on here?" she inquired. Jasdero spoke up.
"Snowball fight!" The blonde's cheery comeback only exasperated Penelope, and she turned to him.
"Who was asking you?!" she snapped back. Seconds afterwards there was a thump that seemed to echo across the front yard. A slow paced turn only added more humor to the incident. "Did you just through a
snowball at me?" Penelope spat. Debitto tried hard to hide his smirk, but failed. "How. Old. Are. You?!" Penelope exploded.
"Twenty four, why?" blared Debitto. Penelope began to throw a fit.
"If you want to go act like a stupid little kid with your stupid brother, fine, I don't care, but leave me out of it!" she then stomped off, back into the house, with Debitto following behind her.
"Penelope calm down, I didn't mean to make you mad!" Bellowed Debitto. Jasdero continued to sit behind his snow fort, while Debitto had left him in the front yard. Jasdero faced what he had been yearning for
since he moved in with Debitto and Penelope: a choice. Sadly it would be short lived freedom, but liberation nonetheless. He watched Debitto pay no attention to him as he ran after his beloved. Jasdero was
finally left with his own choice: either to follow Debitto back into the house, or run off. The voices told him to run off, to chase down every snowflake that passed his cherry cheeks, but what sane part of his lobes
not tainted by the mental illness told him otherwise. Debitto had promised to not let Jasdero run off, or worse, hurt another person. His brother's promise to his future wife still rung in Jasdero's ears, along with
the torment of the thought that Penelope had seeded within his brain that he scared people. The knot in his stomach tightened and Jasdero knew that the only choice he truly had was to go back home, back to
his room, back to begging for Penelope's mercy anytime she was angered. Jasdero dragged himself back inside, catching a glance of Debitto caressing Penelope in the kitchen. He went unnoticed by both parties.
"You know I love you," Debitto muttered.
"I'm sorry…" uttered Penelope.
"It's okay. You're pregnant. It's probably just hormones…"Debitto whispered. Jasdero felt a slight twist in his stomach as Debitto moved to kiss Penelope's cheek. "I love you." Another long caress of each of their
lips. Jasdero decided to leave the two alone, that even if he were to interrupt their moment of cuddling that it wouldn't change a single thing. They would still get married, they would still have their child, and they
would still live happily ever after, without Jasdero. Slyly the golden haired man made his way upstairs not to disturb the loving couple.
Creeping into his bed, Jasdero couldn't shake the thoughts of Penelope with his brother; it brought back memories of a time he wished to forget.
My self-consciousness didn't allow my tongue to craft words when the man of my dreams' ears could hear them. All the compounds of letters that my brain fashioned were only to be sabotaged somewhere
between their starting point, my brain, and their major destination, my mouth. That was my entire freshman year, being tongue-tied every time my nerves got the best of me. At first I wrote off the
homosexual feelings, just a faze that I'd been going through since middle school…
That night Jasdero dreamt of his youth, of mediocre days when Debitto had been a part of cross country.
He had been on the same track team as Devit and I couldn't keep my eyes off him. I was a sophomore in high school and him graduating later that year, gave me a great sense of need to let him know that
every time my pupils took a glimpse of him running around in that big old loop in track, I wanted to call him mine. But it was the late seventies and such things were taboo. I was to fall in love with a woman, and
him to have the same fate. If I were a girl mother would have been more than pleased for me to bring him home, even if he was dirt poor. Devit and he were acquaintances, how I desired for the friendship of my
crush, to break away from my social awkwardness and become as outgoing as my twin. Sadly that never happened. I would always be bonded to my bashful nature, forever.
Jasdero's dreaming only distraught him. Twisting and turning only helped his blankets tangle his body within their spider web. He woke up in a cold sweat, only to have disturbed his 'friends.' Smashing his
pillow against his ears, Jasdero begged for them to quit their chatter until morning. They refused like usual and continued their nonsense gibber to only make Jasdero more of an insomniac.
So I hope everyone who read this chapter liked it! Well next chapter is going to be all about Devit and what he does at the tooth brush factor! jk I don't think I'm going to actually put what the factor that he
works at makes... and I'm also not too sure if its going to be a factory, maybe it can be a place where the workers have to work at a cubicle, wouldn't that be fun! anyways, I have started working on chapter four
and I hope to actually finish this fic unlike most of my writings ~