Disguises ~A Jiper AU fan fic~

Chapter 4

There's  a few bits in Spanish that will be translated at the end. If you're impatient, feel free to skip to the end or look it up. If you speak the language or understand what it says, good for you.

Before Piper even opened the door, she heard Leo singing along to a horrible pop song. Piper unlocked the door, entering the house. She found her friend in the kitchen dancing to the radio while making grilled cheese. Instead of making herself presence noticeable, she stood away from the kitchen door just watching him.

He used the spatula he was holding as a mic, breaking into the chorus.

"Work, work, work, work, work, work

He say me have to

Work, work, wor--"

"My gods, turn this shit off!"

Leo let out a not to manly scream, dropping his kitchen utensil on the floor. He spotted Piper in the doorway. With a hand on his chest, he started to calm down. Piper, who really didn't want to hear the music, picked up the radio remote and turned it off.

They stared at each other in silence. Finally Leo picked up the spatula, continuing to make his sandwich before it burned. It was, unfortunately, burned on one side. He put it on a plate, handling it to Piper.

"Because you distracted me."

Piper shrugged. "Better than nothing."

Leo sighed, watching her bit into it. He started to make another sandwich, and asked about her day.

"Well, I met a boy," she told him. Before she could say more, Leo looked at her all wide eyed like he couldn't believe her.

"Who?"

"His name is Jason."

"Last name?"

"Wouldn't say."

He turned back to the stove, flipping over the bread. While doing so, he thought about this Jason guy.

Was he a murderer? A thief? A stalker?

Without saying anything out loud, Piper knew what he was thinking.

"No, Leo, he's not a criminal, and, as far as I'm aware, he hasn't committed a felony," she paused before continuing. "He's got to be someone important though. He had a bodyguard."

"What was the bodyguard's name?"

"Dakota, if I remember correctly."

Leo dropped everything he was doing and looked her right in the eyes. Piper, who was now beyond confused, raised an eyebrow at him and gave him the 'what the f' face.

"What did this guy look like? Jason, I mean."

"Uh, blond hair, about this tall," she gestured a few inches taller than her with her hand, "blue eyes, a little scar on his upper lip, and a pair of golden glasses."

Leo started closer at his friend, speaking very slowly. "And you didn't get a last name?"

"No. Why?"

There was a ten second silence. Leo didn't say anything, and Piper didn't say anything. Then, out of nowhere, Leo burst out laughing. It was so sudden, Piper jumped. She watched Leo as he laughed, tears coming out the corner of his eyes.

"What? What's so funny?"

In between his giggles and gasps, he managed to say, "Chica estúpida, no se da cuenta de que él es el hijo del rey?"

Piper growled, pouting. "You know I don't understand Spanish."

Leo laughed harder, knowing she didn't understand. He had answered her question, just not the way she wanted it. Knowing that his laughter wouldn't die down anytime soon, she stood up and began to walk away. Leo, not wanting her to leave quite yet, ran after her.