Pain is a beautiful thing

“Oh, I’m much older than you! I’m 19.”

Evan looked back up at Jasmine. “She’s big.”

“You’re as olds as my wussy!” She looked up at the older blonde and giggle happily.

Jas smiled and nodded. “Yeah. She likes to brag that she’s older and like, an inch taller than this other boy in here that she likes to play with. I believe his name was Ross.”

“She’s sweet. Nice to meet you, I’m Evan.” He smiled at the older girl, before looking down at the younger one. “And how old are you?”

Jas looked down at the younger girl and smiled.

“I’m four. How olds are yous?”

“Oh, sorry. You look alike, I can see it, that’s why I assumed..” Evan chuckled at the girl. “Thank you. Yours is very pretty too.”

“We get that a lot, it’s alright. I’m Jasmine, and this is Madison.”

“Madi?” Evan asked confused, before he saw the girl. “Oh. You have a girl. That’s nice.” Evan smiled at the little girl. “Hello.”

“Well, actually, she’s my sister.” How long are you going to keep this up, Jas? As long as I have to.

Madison giggled. “I like your hairs, it’s pretties.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah. Madi just fell and scraped her knee. I was just putting a band-aid on it.” 

A small head poked out from behind the blonde, looking up at the male. “Hi misters.”

“Are you okay? You look.. concerned.”

Jas looked up at the male and smiled. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

Ross nodded. “Okay!” He handed his father the plastic cup filled with juice since alcohol wasnt permitted.

Vincent smiled at the two kids running off to dance. He looked back up at Jas and smiled. “I’ve been good. Yeah my apologies. I meant to tell you we were going into hibernation.” He chuckled.

Vincent was bringing Ross to get food for the young boy. He was letting him eat some food before he felt a tap on his shoulder. He jumped and spun around. “Oh, Jas, hello.” He saw Madison and smiled widely. “Hello Madison.” He said. “Hi Madi!” Ross said, waving at her.

Madi smiled wide and took Ross’ hand. “Let’s dance togethers!”

“Anything works for me.”

“We could go to the ball room.”

“I…uh…yeah…” he said anxiously. He already felt jittery and he knew it wasn’t normal. “Yeah. I would like that.”

“What would you like to do?”

“Thanks for the help but I think I’ll stick to ‘womb nugget’ until I think of something clever.”

“I’m not good at naming things. Anyway, would you like to do something since our kids are occupied?”

“Thank you…for reminding me that he’s my womb nugget…wait…that’s not right…I need a metaphor for guys that means the same thing…”

“Penis nugget?”

“Well don’t thank me. It’s Ross you should thank.”

“But, you made him.”

Ross ran after her, excited to finally have a friend to play with.

Vincent smiled at her. “You’re welcome.” he furrowed his brows. “What am I welcome for?”

“Everything. I’ve never seen her this happy.”