AN: I need coffee and I think you all need lute playing uncles. Enjoy.

Chapter 35

"I shall play my lute for you!" He let out a high pitched giggle and clapped his hands. Baseball Boy's Uncle Aro was an odd duck.

He was a very pale man with long, stringy hair. He had added a Beatles Sergeant Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club looking jacket to protect himself from the chill in the air. He started to strum the lute which was plastic and not at all functional. Uncle Aro started to sing. Off key. "The hills are wide. My love is deep. I bought you a muffin, which you did not eat. Oh love. Love. Muffins are not cheap. I will buy you a bagel and fill it with cream."

It was awful and brilliant.

I was sharing a chair with Baseball Boy. To be exact he was in the chair and I was on his lap. We were wrapped in a thick blanket looking at the stars up above. I was not a romantic soul, but it wasn't the worst way to spend the evening. It might even beat a made for TV movie.

"You need to tape this. Your uncle singing needs to be my ring tone." Then the man did that giggle again. "Never mind, instead of the song, I need that giggle for your calls. Which of your parents does he belong to?"

"He's my dad's little brother. He's umm...finding himself." Baseball Boy looked at his uncle. "Shouldn't you find Aunt Jane?"

"She'll yell at me." The moonlight made him look even paler. He was like a ghost. Casper the tone deaf ghost.

"No, it will be fine. Go find dad." He smiled patiently at his uncle, who gave a timid wave and shuffled inside. "Aunt Jane really isn't yelling at him. She's just unnaturally loud and Uncle Aro is a nervous guy. I wouldn't let him get yelled at."

"You might be the nicest person I've ever met." I touched his face. "I'm not. You understand this, right?"

He place his finger on my chest. "I know that inside of you is the sweetest and nicest girl I've ever met. You have a hard shell, but a sweet candy center. You're like a Reece's Pieces candy."

"Oh."

"What do you think of living on a star?" He questioned looking up in the sky. He rubbed my arm.

I chuckled. "We would be burnt to a crisp in less than a second."

"Oh right! I forgot about that. I suppose that wouldn't be a good idea. How about living underwater in a submarine? That could be fun."

"Hey kid?"

"Yes?"

I kissed him.

"What was that for?" He asked with a smile.

"For you, just being you."