Quickies

show your love

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just needed to write because of that photo, one of the many that i really like with all three of them, looking very much like a family. credits to the owner of the photo.

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they sat there patiently waiting for news. good or bad, they were unsure. it was mid-day when their son's homeroom teacher called them. she was at a photoshoot, while he was going through the edits of the movie he was directing. they rushed to the school in panic, worried that something happened to their eldest. the teacher didn't disclose anything, just that they come to the school to "discuss about sebastian".

and now as they sat outside the principal's office, she held her son's hand, while her husband sat at the other side, his forehead giving away his worry.

"anak, did one of your classmates hurt you?"
"hindi po."
"did you hurt someone?"
"love naman, hindi naman magagawa ng anak mo yun. pero, ah, did you, anak?
"hindi din po."
"nakakakaba naman ito mahal eh, imposible namang nangopya ng exam itong si baste, ano ba naman ang kokopyahin sa grade 1 na test? yung color ng apple?!"
"love, huwag kang maingay, nasa principal's office tayo."
"sanay naman ako sa principal's office, mahal."
"o kitam, eh di may pinagmanahan pala itong anak mo!"
"mama, di ba you love papa?"
"oo naman, anak."
"papa di ba you love mama?"
"of course, baste."
"so tama ako!"

he was about to ask his son what he meant when the principal and their son's homeroom teacher went out of the office, making them both look up. she squeezed baste's hand and looked at her husband.

"thank you for coming in such short notice, mr. & mrs. faulkerson. i know you are both busy."
"anything for our son, mrs. rodriguez."
"may nagawa po ba si baste, teacher pia?"

principal rodriguez and teacher pia exchanges glances and smiled.

"ahh, mrs. faulkerson..."
"kung may nasira po si baste, we will pay for damages."
"kakausapin po namin ang parents ng kung sinumang nasaktan niya, we will apologize."
"ah, mr. faulkerson, wala naman po siyang nasaktan or nasira. pero..."
"may umapi po ba sa anak namin?!"
"sinaktan po ba siya?! baste, anak, you should have told us if you were being bullied!"

the young boy shook his head and stood up.

"mama, papa, kalma lang kayo, ok?"

principal ruby's and teacher pia's faces were beginning to get red, from trying hard not to laugh or from anger, the faulkerson couple could not tell.

"baste, anak, what happened ba talaga?"
"teacher, what is this all about?"
"mr. faulkerson, your son, sebastian, kissed his classmate, scarlet, while they were practicing their song number for next week's school event. the little girl cried and ran after him."

husband and wife sat there stunned, while their son had a triumphant smile on his face.

"it wouldn't have meant so much because scarlet stopped crying naman po after a while, but when we asked your son why he did it..."

"because i love her papa!"

she opened her arms to hug her son, while he ruffled his hair.

"baste, anak, you're too young for that."
"oo nga anak, baby boy ka pa din ni mama."
"eh di ba yun din tawag mo kay papa? tapos nagki-kiss naman na din kayo sa tv dati?"

"eherm."

they heard the principal clear her throat, with teacher pia still struggling between laughing and keeping a straight face.

"mr. & mrs. faulkerson, baste saw one of your tv shows, and i suppose he assumes that he can do the same to his classmate."

"i remember that episode, where alden, ehrm, mr. faulkerson kissed you mrs. faulkerson, at the aviary, nung akala po ninyo he was dead."

it was the parents' turn to go red, realizing what show the other two ladies were referring to.

"papa, di ba sabi mo you love mama. tapos mama, you love papa. kaya nga you kiss. so i kiss scarlet because i love her. ginagaya ko lang kayo to show love!"