Chapter 22- Riding home at last
As we walked out of the Walmart, my jelly boyfriend groaned as the heat wave washed over his face. "What's wrong?", I asked him, turning around. "It's so hot out!", he said. "Well, yeah! It's been like 98 all day!", I told him. He began to sweat. Pink. "Uhh..", I said, pointing at his forehead as he walked up to me. My jelly boyfriend looked rally puzzled, until I pulled out my trusty hankerchief, wiping away his sweat. As soon as I showed him the hankercheif, he gasped in disbelief, grabbing it out of my hands and putting it onto his forehead like he'd been shot. "We gotta get to the car ASAP!", he told me.
"Alright, this cart can't get too fast or all the groceries will fall out. We'll have to protect them as we run out to the car!", I proclaimed. My jelly boyfriend nodded in agreement. We ran out to the car with a stunning speed of 7 miles per hour. "Why did we park all the way over here?!", he yelled as we finally reached my car. I pushed the button on my car keys to open my trunk. My jelly boyfriend flexed his fingers, saying "I got this."
I backed away from the cart, watching what would happen. He removed the hankercheif from his forehead, placed it in his pants pocket, and got about a foot shorter. I looked around the parking lot to make sure noody was looking. Thankfully, nobody was around. My Jelly boyfriend turned towards the cart, and began splitting his arms into tentacles, grabbing all the groceries. "What are you doing?!", I yelled through my teeth. With great accuracy and speed, he carefully placed each bag into the trunk, reaching to grab one as he placed the other.
When the last bag was placed into his car, his tentacles formed back into his two arms, with him gaining his height back. As he reached up to close the trunk, he realized he forgot something. His left arm immediately reached into the bag that I placed his Hershey bar in. When he finally closed the trunk, he turned to me, saying "Don't just stand there, man! Get rid of the cart!" I couldn't think of anything to say back to him, so I grabbed the handlebar and ran towards the cart station, pushing the cart in. I turned and ran back towards my car as fast as I could.
I unlocked the doors when I reached it, allowing both of us to sit inside. I turned the key, rolling down my side window, and cracking his. I pulled out of the parking lot, finally letting air go through my hair, and his "hair". My jelly boyfriend wore a face of joy as he opened the candy bar, eating the chocolate with glee. I leaned over to turn the radio on. This time, it was Nirvana's Smells like Teen Spirit. It turns out that my jelly boyfriend liked a large variety of music.
"Whoa! This song is awesome, man!", he yelled in excitement over the wind and the music. "Maybe for your birthday, we can get you an Ipod!", I yelled back. His face turned from extremely joyed, from the feeling of escaping Walmart, to very sad, with him not knowing an important detail. As I pulled up to a stoplight, I looked over to find him crying for the second time today. I turned the music down, asking him "You... don't know your birthday, do you?"
I placed my hand on his shoulder, telling him, "It's going to be okay. We can celebrate the day we discovered each other!" My jelly boyfriend went from sad to happy yet again, then to angry. "Why would you say something like that when I'm in a good mood?!", he screamed. "But- But I-" He cut me off, just by saying "Leave me alone for a second.", turning his body towards the window. I sighed a breath of disappointment in myself as the light turned green.
My jelly boyfriend thought about the bunny as he watched the ground beneath him whizz by. Could he be in the sewers? Of course not, some teenagers saw him last night. I wonder how intelligent he is. He must be really smart, being able to stay hidden from all these people for this long, he thought to himself, taking occasional bites of his chocolate bar. I was also thinking of the creature as well, while turning around turns and driving down streets towards my house. I wonder if there's any others with him. I mean, if he's smart enough to run away from those evil men, then clearly he would have thought to bring some others with him as well, right?, I thought to myself.
When we pulled into my garage, clicking the doors open, I looked over at my jelly boyfriend. He looked as if he wasn't really angry anymore, which is good. I clicked the door closed behind us, bringing the car to a complete stop. I turned towards him as I shut the engine off. "Hey, I'm sorry about this whole thing.", I said in a plea for forgiveness. "No, it's fine. I'm sorry I got so nervous about that. I'd love to celebrate a year from now!", he told me. "Really?!", I gasped in shock. "Why don't we celebrate...", I began saying as I began unbuckling my seatbelt, as well as unbuckling my regular belt. "... right now?"
My jelly boyfriend's face lit up, pitching a small tent in his jeans as he saw the top of my boxer breifs. "Every day's my birthday, huh?"