Chapter 18

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Neliana

They're such little ungrateful pissers. 

I mean, we just wanted to make the mood a bit better and the song 'If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands' fitted perfect again, doesn't it? I should really consider to become a party planer. 

Joke, I already have enough jobs. Maybe in my next life. 

Maybe it was just funny to use our knowledge about their languages to provoke a bit and we didn't start it. They thought that they can prescribe us what language we speak. I will just say: fuck you! I'd rather die than listen to anyone - except of Nic ... sometimes. 

Speaking of him. I really don't know what he's doing but ... it looks like he would break every moments his neck. He's so stupid. Why doesn't he just put everything aside instead of leaning over it and falling down momentally? 

About what I'm speaking? 

Nic is about to installed or at least to set up all of his computers but just now it doesn't look like a control corner ... everything is standing on the desk, without any order but for that in the way, and he is about to connect it. Unfortunately the power outlets are behind everything in the last corner so he decided to climb over it instead of just pushing the desk to the side ... dumbass. But it looks so funny how helpless and uncomfortable he hang down there and I just lay on his couch, my foots hanging in the air, and watch the spectacle while eating those great protein bars and holding my stomach because of my laugher. 

"Hahaha you look like a fat walrus!" 

"Ha. Ha. Very funny. Instead of laughing me out, you could help me!" - Nic says annoyed. 

"Why." - I ask innocent. 

"Because that's one of the fucking jobs you'd normally do as siblings. HELP EACH OTHER!" 

"But I'm special!" - I reply smirky while bite up from my protein bar. 

"You're impossible!"

"Mhm. Mhm." - I chew my bar while walking to the fatty walrus. " This bar is delicious. Do you want something?"

"..."

 " ... Oh it's not possible because you hang down between the desk and the wall! Hahaha. Sorry, I completely forgot about that fact!"

At least at this moment I'm lying on the floor and holding my stomach from laughing. Our - my - mood is surprisingly good. Maybe it's because we already revoke THE question with the help of our party. It was not the main reason for it, but it's only one positive aspect of it too. We're just too good for you, bitchachos!

"ARGH. LI, you fucked up little sn- Ahhh" - Nic falls down from his hanging position, between the desk and wall. It doesn't look that healthy ... I would help but I'm busy with controlling my laugher. 

"Ohh no! My little fatty walrus is now wausage! Hahaha!" 

Nic doesn't find my joke that funny.

"The joke was good. Really. Just say it, I'm listening ..."

"It was so bad, I nearly broke my ear while hearing it!"

"You cannot break your-"

"IT WAS FIGURATIVELY DAMN IT!"

I role my eyes at him but nevertheless decide to help him out after another 30 seconds of just laughter from me and his silent upside down hanging. As I just push the desk to the side, a loud crash noise follows. Oops. That was a bit too much. 

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