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Chapter TWENTY TWO

I'm so sorry, i know you want the climax as soon as possible but i HAVE to add this chapter if this story is to make any sense.

Also, the next chapter will NOT be the climax, it will be the MINI-CLIMAX

because the actual climax is all feels and...

*awkward cough

smut

so i needed to add a few kawaii feelz before i sink the Percico ship like the Titanic and build up LE JASICO SHIP OF LYFE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

READ ON

Kisses, Mad-E

Jason

“You know what we should do”, Leo said as he plopped down onto the purple couch of the rec room, throwing his book bag on the floor.

“No, what?” I say as I fling myself onto my giant bean bag chair.

“We should have a mini Christmas gathering,” he explained, kicking his sock covered feet on to the couch and pulling out stray parts from the tool belt he always had on.

I raise an eyebrow but he just ignores me and continues to ramble on about his mini Christmas party. I half way listen, my thoughts begin to deviate from the conversation to Nico.

My thoughts didn’t stay in one place they trailed to everywhere but the subject stayed the same was. Always the same. Always Nico.

What is he doing right now?

“… with Christmas music...”

Is he happy?

“…my mom can make us Mexican Christmas cookies…”

Is he safe…or is he with that monster?

“…caroling…”

What is he doing for Christmas?

“…movies…”

Will his neglecting  parents even be there for Christmas? Will he be alone, just him and his little sister?

“… we can have however many people we feel, but we should make it small…”

I liked what he was wearing yesterday.  The skull on his sweatshirt, it had a crown.

“…we should have it here, ‘cause mi casa es muy pequeña…”

Like a king, the king of the dead. A king of the ghost. The Ghost King.

“… we can have a big fancy dinner with pizza and tacos and…”

Ghost King.

“… Charlie Brown Christmas…”

It suits him. It’s the perfect nick name.

I could feel the devious smirk already begin to form on my face.

“Have you even been listening?” Leo glares, but it’s hard to take him seriously when his face is distorted with a goofy grin.

“Uh, yeah, I mean, um,” I look down ashamed with myself, “no.”

Leo gives me one of his bright happy laughs. Leo’s laughs were contagious and was just full of life, I laughed along too, although my face was red with embarrassment I laughed.

“Okay, since you weren’t listening here’s the run down,” he starts. This time, I promise myself, I’ll actually listen.

“We’re going to throw a mini get together on Christmas Eve and we’ll invite only a few people. There’ll be music and food; I can get my mom to make us these awesome Christmas cookies.  Then we can watch some movies and we’ll do it all here because my apartment is way too small to host a- well a anything. So yeah. Is this gonna happen or what, also like my dragon?”

“Yeah, let’s do this, and cool dragon,” I say looking at the dragon in his hands. It was made of different colored pipe cleaners, rubber bands and strips of paper.

“It’s only a model, I’m gonna building a better one using actual material for my workshop class,” he explained eagerly. He then went in to a descriptive and very detailed lecture about how he was going to build his dragon. I paid attention with every essence of my body but several times my mind would wonder. Wonder away to the one I cared most about.

To my Ghost King.

 Ughhhhh

this took forever to write, i'm just... sigh

lets get this over with and get to the climax

OKAY?
okay.
OKAY!!!!!!!