The Five Mythicals

The Happenings

“Officer work, you know? Usual stuff.”

“But you don't work anymore.”

Her eyes widened when she came to a realization and started to look around. She had no work to go back to. Those days were over for her. Gone in the mist, says poetic Gura.

“Ame, what were you doing last night?”

“Ohhh, would you look at that, it's almost time for breakfast.”

She looked at her non existing watch on her arm. Quickly dismissing the topic and hurriedly walked to the bathroom. I followed behind with a sigh looking face. Both of us arrived and started to put some toothpaste on each other's toothbrushes. When we started to brush our own teeth, Ame was super focused in the mirror. Looking around random places within it. 

What's up with her today.

***

I left the bathroom before her and waited in the living room. I was watching some cowboys getting their asses kicked for my entertainment pleasure. Ame came downstairs looking fresh. A new and improved Ame has arrived.

“What do you want, Gura?”

I stated what I wanted for breakfast and had it in front of the tv.

*** 

Ame came to join me and watched for a couple of hours. By some that time, we had already finished eating and enjoying random shows on the tv. Boredom was quick to haunt the shark because I was so not entertained by today's happenings. Some days I'll do nothing but chorus and some days I'll watch TV all day. It was a constant cycle but I have to do something. We both have to do things that will keep us entertained, productive and not wallow in our self consciousness. Speaking of consciousness, I wonder what Ame was doing going out late last night. Hmm... 

Ame can't seem to find anything for us to watch. Giving up is something I support as well. I'll never take it to heart when there's something important that needs to get done. Life lessons with Gura. 

Ame was still with me, boringly skipping the channels on tv. She was slouching on the other end of the couch doing just that. When I am feeling up to it, I will decide to ask her more questions. I don’t want to know what she's getting for me but my curiosity is getting the best of me.

“Ame?”

“...”

Ame switched off the tv and in slow motion, falling into my lap, resting her head in it. She faced the now turned off tv and began speaking.

“Gura, you like sweets?”

“Yes, of course.”

“What kinda sweets do you like?”

“I like cakes, cookies, partaits, biscuits.”

“Anything else?”

“What else is there?”

“You have lollipop, candy sticks, candy juices, the miniature ones, you have, you know, lots of stuff.”

“You like those stuff, Ame?”

“Yes, not all, but some here and some there is alright. Oh, you also have caffeine too.”

“That is not related to sweets, Ame.”

“When you put sugar, annnd milk annnd more sugar, it, it can be a parts of sweets too.”

“That sounds far-fetched.”

“If you put your mind to it, something can be anything you want.”

“Sounds like you ripped that straight out of a movie.”

Stupid talks like this we’d enjoyed alot. Having no direction of its own, we continued talking about sweets for a while until it found one.

***

By the end of it, Ame was dozing off.

“Ame?”

“...”

Ame fell asleep in my lap peacefully. The moment when I wanted to ask the question was now gone. Like an angel she was, she started kicking out of nowhere.

“Woah, wooo,wooo. Calm down, horsey. Geez, I almost forgot.”

I patted her hair down until the raging kicking sleeper stopped kicking up the air. 

“...”

She stopped and continued to sleep like an angel, a more peaceful one this time.

She did say she didn't get any sleep last night.

When I was removing her hair out of her face, my hand grazed her cheek. A slightly, ever so visible blush appeared on her face. It was the same hand that she examined last night. Now looking at my hand, maybe this is the thing she wanted. Not a give for me but a gift for herself, the treat of sleeping in my lap.

“She was examining your fingers you dumb shark.” 

Or not, my brain thought.

Feeling motherly, I let Amelia Watson, the ‘not-so-sus-anymore’ detective, sleep in my lap until she wakes up. I moved a little to adjust myself and her weight on my body.

“No, don’t move anymore, Gura. Ahhh...”

I can’t feel my legs.