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So there Johnny and I sat with our food at McDonald's. And I reached over and stole a French Fry from him trying
to make him laugh by pretending it was a worm and I was literally a chicken.
But we were both feeling a bit awkward because
we still hadn't solved the issue we had been arguing so vehemently about earlier and now we were alone we both seemed to remember.
After
a bit of eating Johnny wiped his hand and said quietly "Can't we agree to disagree at least, sweetie? I mean - yes, men has
soft skin too ... Some of them - probably not a marine ... Or if he do he will probably guard that secret with his life. But
I still don't think you should tell people I do. Especially not your Grandmother's women friends. They looked at me like -
like they were gonna eat me with a spoon. ... and some of Grandie's friend might do it too! Aunt Medusa and Kali ... I mean
- they only talked about how cute I am. Hathor did say I looked good enough to eat though. But she's not so scary as the other
two ... The rest just cooed about how cute I seem to them. CUTE! Like I am a five year old! ... do you realize how embarrassing
that is for a grown-up macho guy? What? I am neither ... Shut up, Meepsie. Naughty bird. But still ... My skin are not softer
than that velvet your Mother bought for your new dress! Or at least ... It's very lovely you want to touch me - love to touch
me. But could you keep your beak closed a bit more, bird! ... O.K. it's your decision. I just want to file my complaint, so
to speak"
"Sure, darling" I said.
Hugging him while wondering quietly to myself if he really thought people didn't know
he is the most gorgeous invented critter in the whole Universe unless I told them so ... Or at least knew that I think he
is and will cluck that to my dying day *o* ... and probably after too. I expect to be a very gabby ghost *O*
I told him
so and got a wonderful kiss back with the confirmation "Oh, yes! They won't be able to shut your ghost up either. You'll flap
around in a pink sheet with little gold stars sawn on a 100 years from now and still cluck about me, you silly chick"
The
mood improved greatly after that so Johnny and walked slowly away from McDonald's with our arms around each other a bit later
and took a short cut through a rather narrow alley called the Postman's Alley.
But best as we walked there enjoying each
other and talking quietly about what to do about Santa Claus a big heavy iron double door in the wall a bit further along
and to the left hand side of the alley suddenly clanked wide open and screaming, yelling people streamed out and had trampled
me at least if Johnny hadn't moved quickly and pressed both of us up against the wall beside the nearest door.
My hero
*o*
After a moment all was quiet again and I could hear Johnny's heart pounding against mine. Even heroes get scared. Of
course they don't like so show it so Johnny whispered after having taking a deep breath "Maybe I better go in and see what
happened. I mean - we have to pass those doors to go home or take a rather long detour. ... beside - I am also curious. You
better stay here though. It might be dangerous"
"Sure, dear" I whispered back and followed closely at his heels in to the
cinema hugging his right arm against me for support. ... support for both of us, I guess *o*
But that made Johnny stop
after a couple of steps and whisper "Didn't I tell you to stay out there?"
I nodded but stayed where I was whispering
back "But you might as well get hurt or kill as I - despite what Hollywood's action movies try to claim heroes are not immortal
!!! ... and I am not brave enough to stay out here and only hear what happens. Or worse hear nothing and have to imagine what
happens"
Johnny thought about that for a moment and then whispered with a fond smile "Could you at least move over - on
my left side? I might be able to do some good with my right arm if it is free"
I nodded and moved over. And so - close
together - we moved cautiously and as quiet as we could inside just to stand eye to eye with ... the Alien! She hissed something
I didn't quite get. Johnny apparently didn't either because he stuttered "Wha-what?"
Erm - and now you have to excuse me,
my dear. I have to go and have my ears cleaned so I can better hear what people tell me. Both my little scared hero, the Alien
and of course you if you perhaps have anything to say *o*
So please move on to next page and I'll be with you in a tick
*O*
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