LMPYITP: The Random Passages

But I Don't Believe in Magic - 2

           

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            "Is that Ian Brown?" I asked curiously staring at the screen.

            "Yeah." Blue replied quickly not taking her eyes of the telly. "Who ya think it is?"

            "Well what's he-"

            "His ex-wife knew Alfonso Cuaron so they asked him to be in it."

            "Oh. What-"

            "Will ya stop askin' questions already?" Gene snapped. "We're tryin' to watch the bloody film!"

            Our Gene was over for a few days and he and our Blue decided to have a movie marathon of that fucking Harry Pothead or whatever the fuck it's called. I really didn't understand what was so fascinating about it or why it was worth traveling to Florida for.

            They'd been on me about going to amusement parks and that. Plus Gene's birthday was coming up so they had even more reason to bang on and on. There was one in Ohio and this other in Florida. Not Disney World although they did mention it. Apparently Alton Towers wasn't good enough or summat.

            But they kept quiet once they put the film on. It wasn't even the first one. They were bouncing around between however many there were and I wasn't arsed to keep them all straight.

            "Let's watch somethin' different." Gene suggested.

            But when they put the DVD in and that same music started playing, it weren't different at all!

            "Jesus Christ!" I gasped pointing at the little shit as it scurried through the bank. "Is that one of them nifflers?"

            "Yeah." Jules replied scrunching her eyebrows at me. "How did you-"

            "Well they're real, ain't they?"

            Gene tutted. "Fuck's sake!" He muttered.

            I pursed my lips at him.

            "Of course they're real!" Blue agreed with me. "They live in Australia."

            I frowned a bit. "No they don't!" I argued. "They live in England. They're a native of...I seen one with me own two eyes!"

            Gene sighed. "Fuck-"

            "Don't get smart with me, ya little- Ow!" I bent down feeling a spike through the bottom of my foot. I lifted my leg and that's when I saw it laying there on the floor. "What the fuck is this?!" I picked it up to show them.

            I thought our Gene had grown out of playing with them. But that didn't mean they stopped blending into the bleeding carpet.

            "Pick up your toys, Gene." Blue instructed. "House elves do not live here."

            I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion. "What the fuck is an house elf?" We didn't have a cleaner so I didn't-

            "I can't deal with this bollocks!" Gene got up from the couch. "C'mon, Jules!" He waved at her to follow him.

            And with that they were out the fucking door assuring me they'd be back later.

            The flat was dead quiet then. I really didn't like being alone. Blue knew that but yet she'd still disappear. At least it wasn't like it used to be. She quit that bullshit and I was so fucking glad. But her and Gene had grown quite close and I was happy for that.