[Vai Freak] Glacius

            It was a stormy night, the house was lit up with lights.  Jack was doing the usual; playing some tunes on his acoustic guitar.  He has always admired the rain and dark clouds; as it gave him some time to relax and think over what he has achieved.
            “Sweetie?”, a faint voice called out.
            Jack turned around and saw Clochette, leaning against the kitchen door, “Are you feeling alright..?”
            “.. Yeah.  I’m good.  It’s just that this headache of mi..”
            Clochette, with her wavy dark brown hair and slim body, walked towards the sofa that Jack was on, and sat on his left.  She took her fingers and ran it through his dark, wavy hair, and said, “Hush now.  I believe that none of us would want to know about that headache of yours, right?”
            Jack was silent.
            Slowly, Clochette lightly touched Jack’s right side of his broad jaw, and slowly turned his face; making them have eye contact.  Both of their dark brown eyes were set upon each other.
            Jack let off a sigh.
            Clochette gave off a half-smile and went slowly kissed him on the lips.  She said, “Remember what you always told me.  We’re always in each other’s hearts no matter what and..”
            “.. Not even distance can be a factor.” Continued Jack.  “I know.  After all, I was the one who said that to you, baby.  And no matter what happens, I’ll always..”
            “.. Be with you.”
            Jack smiled.  Jack put his guitar aside, and held his darling Clochette by the cheeks, and kissed her on the forehead.
            “I love you,” admitted Clochette.
            “I love you too, sweetie.”
 

            Suddenly, a loud voice bombarded the romance from 5 feet away, “Hey!  You two done wit’cha smoochin’ already?  I’m gettin’ hungry.  Why, I’m so hungry, I could even munch down on one of ‘em Bigfoots.  And I mean, one of ‘em BIG Bigfoots!”
            Jack sighed and answered, “Jeff, will you just shut up?  I don’t think you’re that hungry.”
            He marched out with a towel tied around his waist, exposing his dark well-built chest, and said, “Fool!  Didn’t you just hear what just said?”
            “Yeah.  But you didn’t say which part of the damned Bigfoot you say you would eat.  So I’m just assuming you’ll just eat their feet.” Jack answered.
            “Fool!  Don’t you be playin’ one of ‘em mind games on me, man.  High school’s fuckin over!  We in college, man!  Who gives a shit if I said the wrong crap?”
            “Okay, fine.  Have it your way, man.  I’ll just leave you in the forest and you’ll find one of ‘em BIG Bigfoots, by yourself, since you said you wanted to eat them.  Howabout that?”
            “Oh-ho.  Don’t be I’m Mr.-I-have-the-car-and-I-am-king-of-your-balls dude.  Seriously, when are we gonna have some grub?  I’m hungry.”
            Clochette giggled, “As long as the rain isn’t this heavy, ping pong head.  If we go under this condition, we’ll be soaked before we get into the car!”
            “Hey!  Now, you don’t be dissin my head.  Baldness is U-NIQUE.  And it’s pride, you see.  And you wanna try having this ping-pong ball in your blabber mouth, girl?”
            Jack stood up, “Hey man!  Cool down, she didn’t mean it.”
            “Fool!  Ask your main beeee-yatch to shut her pot hole, man.  Seriously, I don’t know why you have to bring her into this apartment lot we’re renting, man!  Whatever.  When you bitches gonna get ready?”
            Jack replied, “Well, if the attire’s going to be a semi-naked guy with a towel, covering his instrument of population and a shit hole that’s bigger than his mouth, I guess I’ll get changed then.”
            A moment silence fell upon them for a few seconds
            “… Dudes, you just wait here.  I’ll go get something to wear.” Jeff said, and turned away from the corridor, heading to his room.
            Clochette stood up, and hugged Jack from the back, “He’s so cute.”
            “Yeah, and a serious pain in the ass at times.  You know, I think that stomach conquers his mind, body and soul.”
            Jeff shouted from his room, “By the way, Jack.  My instrument of population is the best shit in this world!  Why, it’s the best till I can have Clochette screamin’ my name!”
            “.. You know, I take back whatever I said.  His arrogance is like the size of his penis.”
            Clochette giggled, held Jack a little bit tighter around the waist and gave him a peck on his cheeks from the back, “Let him be.  Besides, without him, you wouldn’t have a place to stay.”
            Jack laughed, “Nor will what’s left of my life will be fun living.”
            Clochette frowned a little bit behind Jack's shoulder, held Jack a little bit tighter and laid her head on Jack’s back.