Chapter 2
Linda glanced out of the window as Strong Bad came up behind her, wrapping her in a hug. "There you go, darlin". Strong Bad said, gently. They both laughed, as they kissed one another on the lips, in the joy of a hug. "Hmm, hon, you seem distracted at the moment". "Everything ok?".
"I'm doing well". Linda said, as she looked outside. "You're so beautiful, babe". "I'm so happy to see you". Strong Bad said, gently.
"Thanks". Linda said, as she kissed Strong Bad on the lips. "I guess I'm just worried about Oskar, though".
"I'm worried that he might have something". Linda said, with hesitancy. "He's been sad, much more than usual, he cries a lot now, he has nightmares, whenever I try to talk to him, he pushes me away". "He is very distant".
"I've noticed that". Strong Bad said, with secrecy. "He does seem troubled by something". "I noticed he hasn't been sleeping too well, either". "He seems a bit tearful when I try and talk to him". "He might be struggling with something else".
"He has been depressed, lately". Linda said, as she glanced around. "I can't afford a grief counselor, or anyone to help with his specific feelings". "I don't know what else to do".
"He might be suffering from depression, or something else". Strong Bad said, observantly. "He's suffering from something hard". "But I'll talk to him, he'll be ok, he trusts me at this point".
"I know he trusts you". Linda said, as she kissed Strong Bad. "I know he is someone with a rough past, a hard life, he needs someone". "I can't seem to connect with him".
"He was abused in the orphanage". Strong Bad whispered. "That, and he lost his birth parents at a young age". "Poor kid".
"Yes, he was 2 months when he lost his birth mom to cancer". Linda said, as she sniffled. "He was abused in the Ukrainian foster home, he was hit, burned, scalded, bruised, and threatened". "Then he lost his father to 9/11, saw that day, learned he died, and has to deal with so much". "He is someone with a hard life, he's so strong".
"I understand". Strong Bad whispered. "I can talk to him, see exactly what he needs". "I know he might feel anxious sometimes, as well".
"Being what he's been through can give someone anxiety". "But we'll help him, whatever he needs". Strong Bad whispered. "That is true". Linda said, as she glanced out the window.
"Hmm, but are you ok, is one of the important things". Strong Bad whispered. "I don't know". Linda said. "I miss my husband, and I feel like I'm losing my son as well".
"I understand, babe". Strong Bad whispered, as he kissed Linda's lips. "But I adopted Oskar because he reminded me of how I grew up, with hardship". Linda said. "My parents died when I was 7, and I've been by myself ever since". "My son and I, even my husband and I, used to be so close, but I'm losing my family".
"I understand it's a lot". Strong Bad whispered. "But you'll find your way back to one another one day". "We just have to find what makes us special, and what makes us ok". "I promise you it will be ok".
"I never knew that about you, honey". Strong Bad whispered, gently. "Your parents died".
"Yes, my parents died, and I was pretty much on my own until I married Daniel". Linda said. "Daniel was everything to me, intelligent, bright, motivated, and we lived comfortably". "We decided to adopt a baby boy internationally in 1990". "We were successful, and we were a happy family….up until that day when…Daniel died".
"My parents died of a fire". Linda said, sniffling. "Oh, honey". Strong Bad whispered, gently. "You've had to be strong for a long time, hmm?".
"I did". Linda said, sniffling. "Well, we're in a good place as of now". "But I'm not sure why you never told me that". Strong Bad whispered, kindly. "I don't know, probably because I didn't feel comfortable". "I don't know why". "I'm sorry I didn't". Linda said.
"No, it's ok, honey". Strong Bad whispered, kindly. "I'm just the luckiest person in the world because I'm married to you". "I know we'll be together for many years". Strong Bad kissed Linda's lips, gently. "So, I have an idea of what could make us feel better". Strong Bad whispered, coyly. "I think it would be nice, don't you?".
"Maybe". Linda said, as she kissed her husband's lips. They both kissed, as Strong Bad held Linda close. They both kissed, as their hands massaged one another's faces. Linda felt Strong Bad kiss her, as she felt his hands, or…gloves….(I'd say hands), sneak under her shirt. They both kissed, as Strong Bad held her hands. "Either way, I have a surprise for us". Strong Bad said, seductively with a sultry whisper.
"Come see it with me, dear?". Strong Bad whispered, seductively. He was using his bedroom voice. "Sure…perhaps I could". Linda said, as she glanced up at Strong Bad. "Hey, don't be nervous now, baby". "Remember, you're not being unfaithful or nothing". "It's just us here….just us, my love". Strong Bad said, in a seductive, alluring whisper. "Oh…ok". Linda whispered, with some hesitance to her whispers. "Shh, you're ok, darling". "Ready…?". "You'll love this…you'll find it….muy delicioso". Strong Bad whispered, as he kissed Linda's lips, running his gloves, (hands, whatever) underneath Linda's shirt, as he undid her shirt, then undoing her bra. As he undid her bra, a few things were running through Linda's mind. Perhaps….it was too late to turn back now. She and Strong Bad were married as of now. As they were married, of course, she still thought of her late husband….she still thought of him caressing her in the astute way he would when he was alive. But she knew perhaps….she wasn't being unfaithful to him. She was only doing what was natural to her, and finding companionship. Besides, it was a bit late to turn back now. She and Strong Bad were married. There was no room for forfeit.
But it was ok now and then. Strong Bad was a friend of hers and Daniel's. He was an amazing man.
As Linda felt Strong Bad's lips on her lips, she felt him take off her shirt. Even so, she saw another thing. He was taking off his pants. "Here we are, darling". "Just something for us". Strong Bad said, seductively, as he unbuckled his pants. When he did, he revealed something….something a bit….personal to him. It was a certain….reproductive organ. As he showed it to Linda, Linda looked at the length, the size, and the stuff coming from it. She just looked…feeling attracted to it.
"Looks good, doesn't it?". Strong Bad bragged, as he spoke in an alluring, seductive softness. "Yes, it does look good". "I would definitely say so". Linda said, as she looked up at Strong Bad. "mmm, yeah". "Come give me some, darling". "Let me spoil us". Strong Bad said, seductively, as he came close to Linda, kissing her on the lips. Linda felt Strong Bad's kiss, she felt Strong Bad's love, and seduction, as she felt his reproductive organ sneak onto hers. It seemed to dig deeper, deeper, and deeper, as the kiss felt soft, comforting, and calm. Linda's thin, feminine hand put a mark on Strong Bad's bare chest. Strong Bad kept his lips pressed, as he kissed Linda fruitfully. Linda felt the kiss, felt the essence, and felt the love as she kissed Strong Bad's lips. It was all consensual. She knew that moving on was something her late husband would've wanted. It was something she would've wanted as well. But the most important thing; Oskar loved Strong Bad like a friend, and like a mentor. She knew this was of the utmost importance.
Linda felt more of the kiss as she felt Strong Bad kiss her forehead in gentleness. "Mmm, I love you, darling". "I love you….so much". Strong Bad said, alluringly, and dreamily as he was deep into the essence of love. "I love you, too". Linda said, as she kept her lips pressed against Strong Bad's lips. It was an amazing time…as the smoothness, the creamy white, and the love seemed to surround them both.
"We've really come a long way, haven't we?". Linda said, as they both broke away for a second due to….well, just to take a break I guess. "We have…and you've come a long way since you've lost Daniel, your husband". "It took a while for us to get where we are, but you've really allowed what truth your feelings have to come to their fruition". "I'm proud of that". Strong Bad said, kindly with calm allure. "For a while, we couldn't tell each other we loved each other because of what feelings that might create". Strong Bad laid on his side as of now. He seemed to brush the sheets as he glanced over at Linda.
"I remember how bad it was…and I guess, being a widow was the hardest thing…I thought for the longest time that I wouldn't be able to survive without Daniel". Linda said. "But I guess he would've wanted me to have companionship".
"He did, and he loves you no matter what happens". "He is really an amazing person, and I thank him each night that he brought me you". "You are the best thing I could've received". Strong Bad said, kindly. "Yes, but….I still miss him…..I still miss who he was, and what he did for the family". "I don't know….I kind of….I wish he was still here with us….in fact". Linda said.
"You'll see him again one day". "I know you will…but until then, we just have to be happy together, and when it comes to that day, you'll see him again, we'll do our separate things". Strong Bad said, gently with calmness to his voice. "Perhaps…but I guess…I don't know…you've been great with Oskar". "Oskar loves you a lot". Linda said. "That's all that matters to me….is that Oskar is ok, and that I can be a good friend to him". Strong Bad said, kindly. He and Linda laughed. "Oskar is a great kid". "He knows a lot". Strong Bad said, gently. Linda nodded, as she and Strong Bad shared a laugh. They both kissed, as Linda felt Strong Bad touch her face, kindly. He kissed her lips, making circles on her cheek. Linda felt the essence of love, and kindness succumb to her, as she felt the gentleness Strong Bad exuded. Linda laid her head on Strong Bad's chest, kindly as she felt him kiss her forehead. "Mmm, man". Strong Bad said, in a gruff, raspy whisper. His whisper did carry some depth to it. "I need a smoke". "A smoke would be nice right about now". Strong Bad said, with gruffness to his whisper.
"Hmm, that'd be nice….well, it is a free country". Linda said, as she glanced around. "Mm, it can wait". Strong Bad said, smiling a gentle smile, as he kissed Linda on the lips. He held her close, massaging her breasts, kissing her fruitfully, as he decided to go ahead, and….do some more damage again. It is a weird euphemism for what married couples do.
Even so, they felt content in their paradise. "Mmm, honey, you look worried". Strong Bad said, kindly as he released his lips from Linda's lips. "Well, I don't know….Oskar seemed kind of emotional the other day". "He was really emotional when he was in the grocery store with me". Linda whispered, worried. "How was he when he was with you?".
"He was a bit tearful at some points". "He did have some troubles with calming down, and verbalizing what his feelings were". "Usually, when he becomes emotional…I've noticed…he becomes very nervous, very agitated, and he usually cries to overcome fear he's feeling". "He's gotten better with it, but he still has some troubles". Strong Bad whispered. "We might have to talk with the pediatrician, and see if the diagnosis is correct". "He might be Autistic".
"Usually, the pediatrician doesn't want to say anything". "But it is what it is". "We can get him screened, and get him looked at". Linda whispered. "That might be a good idea". Strong Bad whispered. "Hmm, he'll be alright". "He's the smartest kid I know". Strong Bad chuckled at this.
"He is, but he has some emotional barriers as well". Linda whispered. Strong Bad rustled a bit, looking over at the alarm clock, which read 8:01. "Well, I suppose we'd better get up". Linda said. "Oskar does have the day off today". "but…I have to go to work for a long time". "I guess….".
"He and I can spend the day together". "We might do the library, or whatever he likes to do". "The museum…sounds like a good plan". Strong Bad whispered, kindly. "I'm really excited about that". Linda whispered. Linda moved the particular sheet from her body, as she got up from the bed. "Thank you, honey". Linda said. "Of course". Strong Bad said, gently as he winked. He sprayed himself with Axe body spray as he went outside, coughing up a smoker's cough. He went outside, seeing Oskar eat his cereal. "Hey, little man". Strong Bad said, kindly as he smiled, going to the fridge. "Hello". Oskar said, with casual fervor while he ate his cereal.
"Hey dude, it's good to see ya this morning". "How are you?". Strong Bad asked, kindly. "I'm alright". Oskar said. "Everything is going ok…not well".
"Why's that, son?". Strong Bad asked, kindly with softness. Oskar looked away for a moment, as he seemed dismal in that moment. "I don't know". Oskar replied, with sullen sadness to his voice. Strong Bad seemed to sense this, and identified what the emotional distress was, and how it affected Oskar. "What happened, dude?". "Is everything ok?". "You seem kind of down, man". Strong Bad said, softly with kindness. Oskar looked up from his cereal as he saw Strong Bad lean over the table. "I guess I do, but….I mean….right now is kind of hard because….there's this girl I like….but trying to talk to her…trying to look at her is the hardest thing". "I like her a lot….but she's just kind of….I don't know…and I'm kind of different as well". "It's a hard thing". Oskar said. "I understand, man". "Y'know, you're gettin to that age where girls are startin to look attractive in many ways". "Trust me, when I was your age, I felt the exact same way towards girls….and I knew from the bottom up, that it would only get weirder as time went on". "There was this one girl I knew…her name was Lionela Samson, I used to ride my bike by her house and throw flowers on her porch, which sounds like a completely dorky thing to do, but…it was the only way I knew how to express my feelings for her without feeling the pressure of talking to her". "I look back on it now, and I realize just what a dork I was for doing that". "Now, I can easily see that I should've just confronted my fears, and talked to her".
"Girls are odd at this age, because they don't look the same, or act the same as they did when you were younger". "At this age, everyone feels odd…but the best way to get over your fears, is to talk…talk and have an open dialogue about what common interests you have, and what good things are there, and I guarantee you, she'll notice that even though there's changes happening, you're still the same cool dude you've always been, and nothing has changed". "You'll be alright, man". "Trust me, I know how difficult it is, and was". Strong Bad said, kindly with gentleness. "It's weird being this age, though". "Does the sudden attraction to girls go away sometime soon?". Oskar asked. "I wish I could say it does, but I wouldn't be making it easier if I said that". Strong Bad said, kindly. He and Oskar shared a laugh. "I think, you should share your interests, and whatever comes and goes, you should just talk to her". "Talking and having the biggest mouth is the surest way to content peace". "And it makes it less nerve wracking". Strong Bad said, gently.
"You of all people would know". Oskar said, as he and Strong Bad laughed again. "Yes, I know everything there is to know about having a big mouth". "My mouth is the biggest there is". Strong Bad said, kindly. "Perhaps, it possibly is". Oskar said. Strong Bad laughed, as he ate the majority of his cereal. "You know me better than anyone, little dude". "Never leave my side". Strong Bad said, kindly as he and Oskar laughed again. "I guess". Oskar said, as he laughed.
"Hey, little man, how would you like to hang today?". "Just you and I…we haven't hung in a while…you've been pretty busy with your school stuff, and your away math competitions". "It'd be nice, huh?". Strong Bad said, kindly with gentleness. "I admit, it would be nice". Oskar said. "Mom has work all day, so it leaves us dudes". Strong Bad said, gently. "Perhaps it does". Oskar said. Oskar looked away as Strong Bad put his bowl in the sink. "How have things been, son?". "Has everything been good?". Strong Bad asked, kindly. "How has school been?".
'It's been alright, I guess". Oskar said. "I like school…it's very rigorous, it's very challenging, it's academia that I'm thankful to be a part of". "Academia is something that everyone should partake in…if they want to". "I love Academia…and I love school". "I have the highest math and reading score in my class as of now…meaning my rank is first".
Strong Bad nodded. "That's awesome, son". Strong Bad said, kindly. "I am so proud of you…and I'm very happy you're doing well in school". "How was that one girl who was 2nd…right behind you in her class?". "Is she doing ok….?".
"She's doing alright….she was building a robot the last I heard". Oskar said. "Robots sound amazing". "I remember a nerd in my class building a robot for a science project thingy, and she got 1st place". "Of course, I always thought robots were cool, but I never actually got to build one". "They seem very complex to be honest". Strong Bad said, kindly. "They're pretty complex, but all it requires is C++ training, coordinates, and modular systems functions". Oskar said. "If we can put all of those components together, and the elongated systems, we could build something entirely proficient".
"Hey, it sounds good, but I don't know all of the computer components, and how to do it".
"It sounds like something someone with more knowledge would succeed with". "But I have seen "The Terminator" so the robots depicted in it have some degree of functioning that are relatable". Strong Bad said, kindly. "They do". Oskar replied. "That, and I excel in mathematics, and science". "Science is a nice study for me".
"I liked science a lot when I was in school". Strong Bad said, kindly. "It was perhaps the only subject I liked….and I didn't like a whole lot". "I really didn't like anything to be honest".
"How come you didn't like school?". Oskar asked. "I was never really a student to be completely honest". Strong Bad said, gently. "I never really liked school…or being in class". "When I was younger, I remember getting D's and F's a lot, and just passing through with the bare minimum". "I liked working a lot, however". "I worked in a powerplant for a long time before I had an injury…but…I was never much for school". "School bothered me for some reason". "I hated it".
"I always liked school….perhaps because I was always interested in learning". "Learning means a lot to me". Oskar said. "I know learning takes a lot of time, and energy". "You did it, though". "You're a good kid, my friend". Strong Bad said, kindly. "Thanks". Oskar said. Oskar finished his cereal bowl, as Linda came outside, wearing her blazer. "Have a wonderful day, guys". "Don't do anything I wouldn't do". Linda said, kindly. "Hey, we'll try not to". Strong Bad said, gently as he and Linda laughed, sharing a kiss goodbye. "Thanks, honey". "Have a great day". Linda said, as she kissed Strong Bad. "You have a good day, too, babe". Strong Bad said, gently. "Have a good day now, Oskar". "I'll see you later". Linda said, gently. "Thanks, mom….I will". Oskar said, as he felt a kiss from Linda. "Love you, sweetie". Linda said, gently. "I love you too, mom". Oskar said.
"Goodbye now, guys". Linda said, as she went outside. "See you later, hon". Strong Bad said, gently. Strong Bad waited until Linda went outside to sit out on the porch and smoke his cigarette. Strong Bad went out onto the porch, lighting a cigarette, watching the tip glow an orange color. Oskar followed him. "Hey man, so I found something in the saver….it looks like something you might be interested in for Christmas". "Perhaps it would be perfect for us to look at, or share in". "You might like this". Strong Bad said, kindly. Oskar came out onto the porch, seeing Strong Bad. "what is it?". Oskar asked. "It's a night-vision telescope…that way, you and I can look at the stars, or what's in the night sky, and have the cool heat vision". Strong Bad said, gently. He showed Oskar the article in the paper. "Check these out…night vision, with a magnification of 100.1, and heat vision in case it gets hot". "That, and it's military grade". "All yours this holiday". Strong Bad said, gently showing Oskar the paper. "How much is it?". Oskar asked. "It's only 67.80, it's not a bad amount being that I made the discount bid". "I can have it here by December 24th of this year for half the price". "Hmm, it seems like a good investment, right?". Strong Bad said, gently. "You earned it, little man". "Grades and all…I think an amazing kid needs to be rewarded, hmm?". "You did it…and you earned your amazing telescope, kiddo".
"I hope my mom is ok with it". "She's not very keen on spending money". Oskar said. "Hey, don't worry, kiddo". "I'll talk to mom about it…she'll be alright". "Besides, she knows you've been working hard". "She's proud of you too, little man". Strong Bad said, kindly with softness as he tapped ash from his cigarette. "She won't be mad about how I spend….especially if I spend wisely for my best friend". Strong Bad chuckled a bit.
"Thank you". Oskar said. Strong Bad smoked his cigarette. "You've been doing ok, little man?". "You seemed kind of down this morning….I was wondering if everything was going well". Strong Bad said, kindly with softness. "I'm doing alright, I guess". Oskar said. "I kind of….I don't know". "There's this feeling kind of….there's this sadness I feel…and no matter what I do…it won't go away". "It should go away, but it doesn't…that's what kind of has me concerned".
"hmm…I'll bet it's pretty bothersome, huh?". Strong Bad said, softly with gentleness. "It is". Oskar said. "hmm…I think I might know what's bothering you….and what it might be…if it's anything". "There's a lot of teenagers that do go through it, and come out of it successfully". "But in all aspects, it is pretty common". Strong Bad said, softly with kindness. "What is it?". Oskar asked. "You're missing your dad….subconsciously, you still need him, and missing him is bringing you sadness". "It's hard, but, at any point, we can become sad, and sometimes, as we get older, the sadness can become an everyday thing". "It becomes overwhelming, but there is a way we can help with it". "We can be a better version of ourselves, and know that missing someone can bring about a new way to honor their memory". "It is a way we can bring about happier thoughts of them….that way a part of them never dies". Strong Bad said, softly with gentleness. Oskar thought about this….as he looked down at his lap.
"I guess…I guess that's true". Oskar said. Strong Bad smoked his cigarette. "Do you wish your dad were still with us?". Strong Bad asked, kindly in a whisper. "I wish that each day". Oskar said. "Each day….but I know he's not coming back".
"Do you feel mad at him for not coming back…?". Strong Bad asked, kindly. "It's ok…I felt mad at my old man when he passed away". "I know exactly how you feel".
"no….I know it wasn't his fault…if anything…I'm mad that 9/11 happened". Oskar said. "9/11 didn't deserve to happen….and he didn't deserve to go away….but…it is what it is".
"Hmm, no matter what we try to do, we can't fix the hatred of others". Strong Bad said, in a kind, soft whisper. "We have what we have, and even so, it won't be enough". "We just have to accept it".
"But my wish for us to be best friends…not a father and son". "The reason for that is…I would never wish to replace your father…and even now…I believe in friendship, and respect, rather than authority". "I love you, deeply". "I would never want to take away what you and your dad had….because it was something so special". "There should be love with a dad and his son….and a man and his best friend….not discipline". Strong Bad said, kindly. "What we have is special….our bond is special….because you and I are like brothers…we share everything…and everything is ours". "Whatever happens, our bond will transcend that of time, and reality". "You and I will always be close…because we're best friends, and our friendship means the world to me".
"I know". Oskar said, as he looked up at Strong Bad. "I miss my dad, yes". "But that's not why I've been sad". Oskar looked down at his lap.
"Why have you been sad, little man?". Strong Bad asked, kindly with softness. "I…I don't know…that's just the thing….I don't know….and I can't explain it". "It's just a reason…and I can't explain it". Oskar said. Strong Bad smoked his cigarette. "Hey, that's alright, bud". "We all have bad days sometimes, or days where we're just not there fully". "I've had those days, too". "Everything will be alright…and I assure you, everything is better now….we're safer now, because the terrorists that came and did horrible things are gone". 'We're safer now…and I promise, I'll keep you and your mom safe, I promise you that". Strong Bad said, gently with softness. Oskar nodded, as he looked down at his lap. "You and I are safe in this big bubble I've bought with my own savings". Strong Bad said, gently. Oskar nodded again.
"Don't be sad, son". "Whatever happens, we're safe". "We'll always be safe, because you and I have this amazing bond I know we can foster". "You and I are amazing….because you have been my hero, my amazing best friend". Strong Bad said, kindly with softness. "Thank you". Oskar said. "That's very nice to hear". Oskar looked away as he stared down at his lap.
Strong Bad tapped some ash from his cigarette. "Perhaps…there could be another reason". "When you were 3 weeks old, you were adopted by your mom and dad after spending some time in an orphanage". Strong Bad said, softly with kindness. "The time in the orphanage away from your birth parents….away from stimulation, contact, and nurturing, could've left a scar that was deep enough to be traumatizing". "Losing your dad only brings back the trauma".
This made Oskar think a bit. "I…I…I…I guess". Oskar said. "I was away….but being adopted by my parents…just being adopted in general…it makes me feel happy, and really thankful because…I was found, and I was taken care of". "The time I spent with my dad is the best time I could ask for". "I wouldn't want it any other way because it just meant so much to me". "I don't know….and I'm afraid if I lose you or my mom, I won't have anyone left".
Strong Bad nodded, kindly. "Sometimes, when we are adopted, we feel much more grateful…because we were chosen by our parents". "We were chosen by those who cared for us the most". "Being adopted means we live in the essence of those who love us truly". "When a parent has a child, or adopts a child, their love for that child is stronger than anything else we might know". "That's what makes the bond so special". "That's what makes the bond so close". Strong Bad said, kindly with softness. "The bond between a parent and a child is unsurpassed".
"Kind of like our bond?". Oskar asked. "Very much like our bond". Strong Bad said, kindly with softness. "You and I have a strong bond through friendship and love". "But what you and your dad had….that was love on a deep level…that was a bond no one can take away". "You and your dad had a bond that was there since you were adopted". "What was there was something beautiful….because the bond between a parent and a child is something so deep, and majestic". "You and your birth mother had a special bond…a bond that could not be broken that consisted of love, nurturing, and kisses". "You and your birth mom had the best bond". Strong Bad's voice softened. "A bond based on touch, love, and closeness".
"And my birth mom…she passed away". "I guess….I don't know….I don't…". Oskar said, as he sniffled. "Yes, she did….but the love she had for you was strong…and the might she had to keep you close, and love you like she did was strong as well". "Birth moms are special that way…and that's what made you special, and an amazing hero to me as well". Strong Bad said, kindly with softness. "True". Oskar said. "It is true that you have worked miracles, and that you will do great things, son". Strong Bad said, gently with kind softness. Oskar nodded. Strong Bad smiled a kind smile, kissing Oskar on the forehead…even as Oskar felt tobacco stains on his forehead. "Thank you". Oskar said. Strong Bad smiled a kind smile, as he hugged Oskar, who looked as if he was about to cry. Strong Bad put out his cigarette, glancing around.
"Well, maybe it is time to get up, and see what we can do for today". "I might see if we can chill for a bit….maybe lay back, and see what's on the tube". Strong Bad said, kindly. Strong Bad got up, stretching as he glanced around. "Oh man…I might be getting old…my knees aren't what they used to be". Strong Bad said, kindly. "I can see that". "You are becoming an older sapien". Oskar said. "Hey, don't speak so hastily, you might be there one day, yourself, mini man". Strong Bad said, kindly. He and Oskar laughed. "I might be, but that won't be until much later". Oskar said. "You're getting there, you were born in 90, huh?". "You're right at the turning point". Strong Bad said, kindly. "I was born in 1990, meaning I'll be 14 soon". Oskar said. "Wow, 14". "Dude, you're getting close". "You millennials hurry for no one". Strong Bad said, kindly.
"I was born in 66…so I'm pretty young, yet". "I've got a birthday coming up soon that needs to be celebrated". "Whatever it is, I'm alright with it…I'm the oldest man there is". Strong Bad said, gently. "So you're of Generation X, huh?". Oskar asked. "Pretty much….Generation X and kickin". Strong Bad said, kindly. They both shared a laugh. "Well, I'd better get in there before I pick up yet another one of those cigarettes". Strong Bad said, gently. Strong Bad stretched one last time, before he and Oskar went inside. Strong Bad stretched out on the couch, as he glanced around. The afternoon was upon them, as they stretched out neatly on the couch. "Mm, this is pretty nice, huh?". "No ladies telling us what to do, or where to go, none of that". "We're pretty good, it seems". Strong Bad said, kindly. "It seems we are pretty good". Oskar said. "Mm, definitely". Strong Bad mumbled, laying stretched back on the couch. They laid pretty handsomely on the couch, just watching television….not caring what was around. For them, it seemed, it was pretty freeing.